Be the Death of Me

Ashley's POV:

Goodbye.

The single word echoes throughout my head, making it pound slightly as I replay the voice mail for what seems like the thousandth time.

Olivia knows that I slept with another girl; how she found out is a mystery but one I will solve later, preferably when she is back in my arms. She's leaving: leaving me, leaving LA, everything, to go back to New York.

I clutch my cell phone tightly within my grasp as I stalk into the bus, and the guys all turn to look at me from their position in the front lounge. Well shit - they probably know as well. All about how I've fucked up and how Livvy deserves a much better boyfriend then me.

I remain standing as Andy opens his mouth to speak, but I beat him to it, practically growling in anger, "who fucking told her." It isn't a question, it's a fucking demand.

No one speaks up, fuelling my anger even more and I refrain from punching the nearest wall, mostly because it's made of steel.

Andy sighs and puts a hand on my shoulder but I simply shrug it off; I want answers, not fucking comfort.

"Olivia told Rose about her plan to move. Rosie figured you should know, despite all of the shit you did to her." He's pissed, obviously, but behind it is a surprising mount of concern and gentleness.

I tighten my grip on my phone before releasing it when I hear a slight crack, and it drops to the floor, but no one pays it any attention. "She's leaving me." I breathe, and I storm to the back lounge.

Why am I so upset about this though? I thought I was originally sick of her, sick of being in a relationship and all of that shit But maybe that was just my own personal fears speaking, and instead I really want things to work out with Liv.

Andy enters the lounge and takes a seat beside me, frowning at something in his hand. "You know, you can fix this, if you want to. Rose and I went through fucking hell, man, and we still got through to other side. You've been there for her when I wasn't which I owe you for, and most importantly you guy picked her up when she refused to even look at me."

I smile despite myself at the mention of Rosie; I miss her so much, I wonder how her and the baby are doing?

"She cares about you, which is why she wanted to give you a heads up even though she's pissed as hell. I think she's mad because you ruined something that could've been real, something like what we have. And if you want her back, then you need to tell her that, and soon before she moves away for good."

SWith that, Andy stands up and pats my shoulder reassuringly before he goes to join the others in the main lounge, in his spot is my cell phone.

Notes

short chapter which I apologize for :(