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The Outlaw's Opposite~~Ashley Purdy

Chapter Seven--Mistakes

I jump up from the bed, the bottoms of my feet hitting the cold floor in Ashley’s room. The phone continues to ring, in the living room. I crash down onto the couch and grab it from the charger on the coffee table. “Hello?” I ask worriedly.

When I came home from the hospital three days ago—only having to spend one more night there—Dr. Trainor promised he’d call me on Wednesday (today) to let me know whether or not I’ll be put into a rehab center.

“Natasha?” The doctor replies on the other end. I nod. “Oh, um, yes!” I stammer, realizing he can’t see me over the phone. “How are you feeling?” He asks. I puff out an annoyed breath, feeling that he must be avoiding the question just to torture me. “Fine.” I answer quickly, getting comfortable on Ash’s couch. “Wonderful. Now, me and a few other doctors have reviewed my notes and decided that you will not be admitted into a rehabilitation center. You have an appointment in one month, just for us to make sure we’ve made the right decision.” He tells me. I hear a pen click.

I sigh in relief. “That’s great. Thank you.” I mumble, hanging up before he gets in a simple ‘Goodbye’. “So?” Ashley asks, joining me on the couch. We’re both only in our underwear. The last few nights we…continued what we started at the hospital, if you know what I mean. “I don’t have to go!” I shout out happily. His face breaks out into a grin. He pulls me into his embrace, wrapping his arms tightly around my naked back.

I pull back just a bit and push my lips to his. The sadness in my chest, the empty and depressed feeling vanishes at the electric kiss. His hands travel smoothly down to my hips. He grabs them and pulls me harder against him. I smirk into the passionate kiss and wrap my legs around his waist. I feel his skin slowly become warmer, flushed. We continue, lips moving in synchronization as I shove him roughly back into the couch cushions and unhook my bra. It falls away from my now sweaty chest/shoulders easily. He chuckles and kisses behind my ear.

I moan, yanking my hands through his hair. The tangles from last night’s activities get suck on my fingertips but I do it over and over anyway until I can run my fingers through it. He kisses down my neck before we both pull off our remaining clothes, getting more heated.



“Ashley!” I groan with a small smile as he snakes his arms around my waist. I put down the book I was reading and look back, coming face to face with him. “So.” He says, pulling out another chair and sitting beside me at the table. I scoff lightly. “So what?” I ask, repeating him. He waves his hand through the air and mutters “Never mind.”

I roll my eyes and get up, pulling his T-shirt farther down my legs. It’s all I’m wearing right now aside from a pair of underwear. I pad to the kitchen, flipping the pancakes I was making. He turns in his chair, but stays seated. I take the pancakes off the pan, staring at the bowlful of extra batter. “I don’t know what I’m supposed to do with this.” I say lightly, motioning to the batter. “Well, I could invite the guys over for breakfast? They all want to hang out with you.” Ashley suggests with a grin. I’m taken aback.

“You told you friends about me?” I ask, raising an eyebrow. “Yeah, after the car crash. They all visited you in the hospital.” He explains as I lean against the granite countertop. I furrow my brows, turning away from him. I shrug and head to the bathroom. “Sure, I’m going to get changed. Finish the pancakes?” I call over my shoulder. Chuckling, he gets up.

I sigh and run my hands over my face. I wonder why Ashley talks to his friends about me? I grab some clothes I brought over from my apartment and turn on the shower. I shut and lock the door before I step out of my clothes and get in the shower.

I wash my thick hair with Ashley’s shampoo. I rinse it and lather in a huge handful of matching conditioner. Letting the silky liquid in my hair, I scrub my skin with body wash and then rinse out the conditioner. My hair falls down my shoulders in soft, un-knotted tendrils. I smile a bit and turn off the water.

I dry off and slip on the dress I picked out. It’s thin, sheer almost, with black Xs against the cream colored fabric. I tug on a pair of black leggings and add some plain, stud earrings. Since Ashley obviously wants me to make a good impression, I add some light make up and blow dry my hair. I straighten away the waves and walk out of the bathroom, tossing my dirty clothes into the hamper Ashley keeps under the sink.

When I get to the living room, five guys are laying around the couch, the two chairs and one is on the floor. “Natasha!” Ashley grins, waving me over. I join him on the couch, squeezing into the space he made between him and the one I remember as ‘Cheekbones.’ “This is Andy, Jake, CC and Jinxx.” He points out each one. I offer a smile and flick my wrist as a wave.

They seem polite and quiet for a few minutes, eating the pancakes until they’re finished breakfast. “So, Ashley! Is this your girlfriend?” Jake questions, wiggling his eyebrows. I blush as Ashley shakes his head a bit. “So, you want her to be?” Jake prompts, rubbing his hands together. I look over to see Ashley shrug. He smiles when our eyes meet.

I look away. I’m honestly shocked. I let out a loud breath as the guys start to talk about they’re next album that they just started to write. The phone rings loudly. Ashley is about to get it but I shake my head and whisper “Go hang out with your friends. I’ll get it.” I grab the phone and hit TALK.

“Hello?” I ask into the phone, pulling myself onto the counter. “Natasha?” One of the two bar owners, Rayne, says harshly. “Oh, hi, Rayne.” I mumble. “You haven’t come to work for over a month!” She spits angrily. “Rayne, I sent in a doctor’s notice. Calm down!” I reply, closing my eyes. Rayne is probably the most difficult boss ever except maybe her twin sister, Tara. “Really? We didn’t get one! You work from six, until midnight tonight. Get your schedule.” She growls. “Yeah, sure.” I mutter, hanging up.

“What’s wrong?” Ashley asks, coming up behind me and hugging me to him. I calmly push him off me so I can get off the counter. “I have to work. My bosses didn’t get my doctor’s note. They are pissed.” I grumble, sitting on the couch. Ashley sits back in his spot, intertwining our fingers. I look at our hands, raising an eyebrow. Ashley doesn’t see though. He’s busy talking to Andy. “I’m sorry, love. I’ll drive you to work.” He says to me, turning from the other boys who talk excitedly about the record.

“No, Ash. It’s fine.” I tell him with a shake of my head. “I have to get ready. I start work in an hour.” I add, getting up to find heels and add more makeup. I’ll leave on my dress but take off the tights. Rayne and Tara would just make me take them off anyway. I sigh and scrub off my makeup, starting over again.

I apply hot pink lip stick, glittery blue eye shadow and light pink blush. I grab the only heels I brought to Ashley’s. They’re sleek and shiny navy shoes with a medium height heel. I grab my purse, slipping in my fully charged phone. I strut out the door, waving a quick goodbye to Ashley and his bandmates.

I walk into the half-full bar. “What the fuck are you wearing?” Tara hisses, grabbing my shoulders and pulling me behind the counter. I roll my eyes. “Not slutty enough?” I say sarcastically. “Not at all! Good thing we have an extra you left here the last night you worked… over a month ago!” She says and shoves the tight black dress into my hands. I change into it in the back room.

I run into Rayne when I walk out. “Look hot next time. All the waitresses have to look good! We get more sales that way!” She demands rudely. I roll my eyes but nod, pulling the dress as far as it will go—mid thigh. She slaps my hand away, shoving me out to take orders.
I walk up to a table. “Hi, I’m Natasha. Can I get you anything?” I ask the lone man, holding the notepad I took off the counter when I came over here. “Just a beer please.” He says huskily with a smirk on his face. I scoff and walk away although he was pretty attractive. I come back with a beer. “Can you stay here and let me waitress? Tara said I need more practice.” The new employee asks politely, pointing to the counter. “Sure.” I agree with a shrug. I like the counter more anyway.

She grins and thanks me, scuttling off to a table filled with a few drunken girls. As the time passes, the bar becomes crowded, the music becomes louder and the customers become drunker. I sigh in annoyance, taking an order for a round of shots. I pour them and slide them over to the couple, tiredly.

“Natasha!” Someone calls happily as they sidestep around the dancing people and the tables. I look up to see Ashley. I cock my head. “What are you doing here?” I ask. All day, he’s been really…clingy, I guess. “I wanted to ask you something. What I wanted to this morning.” He explains. I bite my lip as he sits on a stool across the counter. “What’s that?” I inquire. “How would you like to come on a date with me?” He asks softly, taking one of my hands in his.

I feel my face flush. I don’t know what to say. I grab his hand and yank him into the employees only room. “What’s wrong?” He wonders aloud. “Ashley, I—I didn’t think this meant anything!” I shout. “This?” He repeats in confusion. “This! Us! I didn’t think we meant anything.” I answer, waving my hands in the air. “You lead me on!” He yells back, realizing what I mean. “I—I…” I stutter, squinting my eyes shut.

“Natasha! We kissed! We had sex! I thought you liked me!” He spits, his face a bit red. “Ashley! I just thought you were one of those guys!” I counter, stomping my foot in frustration. “Oh! Oh, one of those guys? You thought I liked to be messed with? I liked to be lead on? I have feelings for you, Natasha!” He screams at me. I look away. “I didn’t think th—“ I start, only to be interrupted. “You’re right! You didn’t fucking think!” He barks. “Ashley, let me explain!” I plead although I know what I did was wrong. I used him. I lied to him. I lead him on. And I always said I hated those people. But I am one of them. I messed up so badly.

“Save it Natasha.” He whispers menacingly. His eyes are shiny with tears, his face reflecting his anger and betrayal. “Ashley, I’m sorry.” I say, tears starting to stream down my face. “Don’t! Okay? Just, don’t.” He murmurs, brushing past me. “Ashley!” I cry. I collapse on the couch, running a hand through my hair as he stomps out the door, leaving me.

He was such a good friend. I can’t believe I did that to him. Maybe I even had feelings for him. Whenever we kissed, that pain in my chest disappeared. I forgot about Lloyd. I just always wanted to forget about Lloyd. I guess I would do whatever it took. I stagger up to my feet. “Rayne! Tara!” I shout out for one of my bosses. Tara walks over. “You should be working.” She tells me, placing a hand on her hip sassily. “I quit.” I say calmly, walking past her. “You can’t quit!” She calls after me, looking taken aback. I look back at her for a second before I walk out, grinding my heels into the asphalt.

As I get in my car, I lean my head on the steering wheel and sob. “Ashley.” I whine, although he’s probably almost home. I let out a loud groan, and start my car. I pull out of the parking lot and head towards my house. As soon as I get there, I stumble inside and crash onto my bed, cuddling with my cats.

I cry myself to sleep, stroking their soft fur.

Notes

Over 2000 words! Honestly, I'm pretty proud of this chapter <3 I think it's pretty good. I hope you think so too :) Feedback??

Comments

@Havic Fortuna


Aww, thank you so much!

BeccaSixx BeccaSixx
4/27/14

I really like this. The story is very addicting, and the writing is simply amazing. Looking forward to the next update.

Havic Fortuna Havic Fortuna
4/27/14

@Purdy 4ever
XD yup!!

BeccaSixx BeccaSixx
3/25/14

@BeccaSixx

All three XD

CountryEmoGirl CountryEmoGirl
3/25/14

@Purdy 4ever

Haha! I think I would've kicked him in the crotch and then drive his car into the lake c;

BeccaSixx BeccaSixx
3/25/14