Not your typical story

Ashley's POV

I had sent a text to Belladonna. Yeah I knew Andy had wanted to hang out with me, but I thought why not her instead. I was laying in bed waiting for her to text back.

"nm.....why?"

"Wanna hang out?" I shot back at her.

If I could get her to like me before she liked Andy, then I would have won. Might end up hurting Andy, but he'd get over it. I got out of bed and went to go change. I knew that one way or another she WOULD say yes.

Belladonna's POV

I was looking in to the mirror, being tormented by my very own thoughts running through my mind, when I felt my phone ding, signaling that I had another text. "Gotta end it, now," I reminded myself. I officially came up with the idea to finish this, and to leave, never coming back, or to at least die trying. Ashley had asked if I wanted to hang out. I smiled, then scolded myself. I though it was sweet that he wanted to socialize with me, but in the end, I knew he would have to die. Would he be scared? I replied back saying that we could, then walked out of the bathroom, and back to CC's. He was still sleeping. He looked so adorable. I went over and gently kissed his head. "Thank you, but I am sorry," I whispered. He moved slightly, seeming to scoot closer. I felt guilt pulling at my heart, as if it was a harp and it was the musician. I brushed the fallen hair from his face. He reminded me of a sweet child. A single tear slid down my cheek. All he ever did was give me kindness, love even, and now I am going to walk away, end up hurting him. I turned around and went to his dresser, opened a door, and grabbed one of his shirts. I took my old one off and slipped his on. I can't just go waltzing around with dirty close on. I heard a yawn and a low moan. I slowly turned around to find a waking CC rubbing his eyes. He sat up and looked at me with a smile. "Now I like that," he said. He was talking about me wearing his shirt. I looked at him and forced a small smile. He threw the covers off of him and walked over to me. I noticed that he was shirtless, and for some reason I blushed even more. I felt the same ping of guilt. I tried my best to push it down, to trap it inside of me, inside of this prison, but I didn't work. It was too strong now. CC put one of his hands under my chin and forced me to look up at him. Seeing as I am only 5.4 and him seeming to be built like a giant, I had to tilt my head way back. I seen sadness in his eyes. "What now Bell," he asked. I swallowed the lump in my throat and took a deep breath, "I have to....go....and finish this." My voice is barely louder then a whisper. How he heard me, I don't know. I feel my legs start to shake, I know what's coming next. My throat starts to slowly close up. I begin to wheeze. I start to panic. Could I honestly finish this?!?! My breathing becomes elevated. I feel CC pull me to him. He makes me sit on the edge of the bed. He pushes my head between my legs. "Breath slowly," he says as he rubs my back. For some reason I can't focus on his words, not like last time. What does he mean "breath"?!? I am about to kill two men! I have the spawn of Satan looking for me! I am basically DEAD! My breathing increases more. My heart beat starts to feel as if there are two rabbits inside of my chest going at it!!!! I don't feel any air getting to my lungs, my body is screaming for air. "Bell! Bell, you have to calm-" I can't hear CC screaming at me. All I hear is the silence, wrapping around me. My vision goes black, I can't see anything. Then I hear a distant 'thud' and feel pain in my head. I fell, now I am in darkness. Alone. Like normal. Alone.

Notes

sorry if this is shitty trying to keep up