Ashley's POV

"Excuse me Mr. Purdy, I have to know if the blood on your clothes and hands is yours, please just answer my questions it will make my job a lot easier." The police officer is talking to me but I choose not to answer. I'm still sitting on my heels looking out the door they took Destinee out of. The EMT flashes a light in my eyes and asks me to look at him I grab the wrist of the hand that has the flashlight in it. My quickness and tight grip surprises him and he drops the light.
"I told you I'm FINE." A police officer rushes over and restrains me.
"Okay. Chill out I let him go, get off me." He looks at the EMT and he nods. He reluctantly let's me go.
"Can I go now?" I stand up and cross my arms, which are still covered in blood. The officer gives me a stern look.
"No, we have to bring you in for questioning." I know my way around the law I can get myself out I this. I raise my eyebrow and ask,
"And I under arrest?" He looks at me and rubs the back of his neck. His uniform says S.Brown.
"Uhh no but.." I stop him before he finishes, no is all I needed to hear.
"Okay so I have no reason to go with you. If you don't mind officer Brown, I would like to leave." I walk past him and out the doorway. I stop and smile at him obnoxiously "But you've done a great job here." I walk down the hall and down the stairs. My smile gets wiped of when I enter I living room, I she Destinee crying as EMT's put her mother and her father into an ambulance. The officers walk out behind them. Officer Brown gives me a dirty look, I ignore it.

Destinee's POV

This is my fault, if I would have just left instead of staying with the none of this would have happened. And my lying made it worse, I start crying even harder than I already was. I look up when I hear a floor board creak. Ashley. I stand up and he stops walking. We stare at each other like this for a while. I break the silence by walking up to him, the floor boards creaking under my feet. I stop when I'm no more than a foot away from his face. He opens his mouth as if he's about to kiss me, he bends down and puts his forehead on mine. His breathing is more apparent now, his shoulders move with each breath. I look at his eyes. They're closed, I look down at his hands, they're covered in blood. I grab both of his hands, he opens his eyes. I lead him to the kitchen and I wash his hand for him. The water mixes with the blood causing it to be a pinkish color as I goes down the drain. He hasn't said anything to me yet.
"Ashley?" He looks down at me.
"Yeah?" His voice is almost a whisper.
"Can you stay with me tonight?" He holds my hand, his fingers joining with mine.
"I can stay with you tonight, and any other night." We spend that night on the couch, him holding me, ignoring calls from everyone. As I fall asleep I feel his lips on my forehead.