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                                                                     {FIFTEEN}
                                  "Take you shirt off or you can bleed out and die."

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I had slept over at ashtrays yesterday. It wasn't on purpose but some days I didn't even wanna be in my house, all the memories good and bad coming back. Ashtray had left earlier and I wasn't sure why. All I knew was something was up.

I checked a bunch of messages, most of them asking why I slept with Nate. "Maddy what the fuck is going on? You know I've never slept with anyone let alone Nate." I say into the phone as I sit crisscross on the counter eating cereal.

"I know Mar. it was Nate. And now he's so set on "ruining your life" because he thinks your the reason he got arrested." Maddy tells me. "I really am sorry babe. I tried to stop him." Maddy says and I thank her.

Well life's going amazing.
That was meant to be sarcastic.

Lately I had been so fucking stressed and Nate fucking Jacobs just had to add on to it. As I was almost done with my cereal the door opened. Ashtray walked in and my eyes immediately widened. He was in his usual attire. Gray sweats, white undershirt. Usually I would think damn. Or something like that but this time he was covered in blood.

"What the fuck happened to you?" I ask ashtray and he waves it off. "Ashtray what happened." I ask once more. "I got into a fight no big deal." He says acting as if it was an everyday thing.

"With?" I ask. "You ain't gotta worry about that part ma." He says and I roll my eyes. "Take off your shirt." I tell him. "Huh?" He looks at me with slightly widened eyes. "I'm not trying to fuck you ashtray, take off your shirt." I tell him once more but he just stands still.

"Take your shirt off or you can bleed out and die." I deadpan to him and he lifts his shirt with one hand from the bottom, sliding it over his head. On his lower stomach he had a huge gash. "Did they use fucking glass? Jeez." I say while gently wiping the cut. "Actually yea he did." Ash points out. "At least you have a se- badass scar." I tell him and he looks amused.

"We're you just about to say "sexy scar"?" Ash asks and I shake my head no way to fast. "You most definitely were but true." He says, leaning back so I can bandage his cut. "Who did you fight for real?" I ask as I wash my hands. He then walks up behind me, washing his hands too. "I told you don't worry." He says and I roll my eyes, pushing past him.

"If you won't tell me who then don't talk to me." I say as I jump on the couch. "Nate." He  says. "You fought Nate?" I ask. "Yea, didn't like the shit he said about you." Ash admits. "What'd he say? Other than I fucking slept with him because ew." I ask ash.

"I can't even repeat it and I won't." Ash says and sits down next to me. I scoot closer to him which takes him by surprise. "Thank you." I say gently hugging him, being careful of his cut. "It's no big deal for real ma." He says. "It is, your kinda like my best friend now." I tell him and I see him smile.

"Holy shit. Did you just smile?" I ask over exaggerating. "Fuck you." Ash says pushing me away from him. "No! I mean it was cute. Smile more." I tell him and I notice a slight red tint on his face. "Are you blu-" I begin to say. "I'm not fucking blushing Amari. It's called sun burnt." He says in an "obviously " tone.

"Whatever you say ashy poo." I tell him with a laugh.

-ash's pov-

I loved Amari's laugh. It was kinda like a kid who just got a shit load of candy they'd been begging for. Even though she was the type of person to fucking attack you as she laughed, it was cute.

She cared. She always cared. Even when Ray died she'd ask if I ate since I'd always be around her. I always worried for her in those days when I only saw her drinking water and eating gum. I never knew why she felt she shouldn't eat. And even if she didn't tell me I knew that's what was going on.

She was perfect. Well nobody was completely perfect but I have only know Amari Jordan for five months and she's perfect. Her body was perfect, even if she doesn't think so. Matter of fact Mari was fine as shit. But that's story for another day.

-

"What'd he say ashtray." I say as I poke ashtrays cheek. I never took time to admire his tattoos. "Fine, if you won't tell me, give me a tattoo." I tell him and he perks up. "Hell nah, your not getting a fucking tattoo Mari." He says and I roll my eyes, pointing to both his face tats.

"Fine then tell me what Nate said." I tell him and he rolls his eyes. "Oh my fucking good. Choose what you want by tomorrow and don't pussy out." He tells me and I roll my eyes. I then quickly went on my phone, going on Pinterest.

A moon. Ray always reminded me of a moon. I'd get one right behind my ear on my neck.  Little did I know the whole time I was scrolling about, ash was admiring me from the side, a smile on his face.

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Caption: pov I'm sitting on the couch while Nate walks around with a busted ass lip, telling people I slept with him. He wishes.

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A/N: police help! Nate is on the loose.😨😨
To much energy but I'm proud of myself for the triple update💪🏾💪🏾💪🏾
  


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