Make Me Feel Alive

Ashley POV

Morgan wouldn't answer any of my calls or texts, she'd completely blacklisted me. I frowned down at my phone as it went straight to her voicemail.
Had she blocked me?
Andy blew smoke in my face, and I cut my eyes over at him in annoyance. We were waiting for the tour bus to get packed, and all of us were standing in the parking lot rambling around, ready to start the ten hour trip to our next concert.
I glanced over at Escape From Grace, our opening band, as they huddled together, chatting as they waited for their drummer, Nate.
Leah looked like she didn't feel well, and I didn't blame her. Apparently her ex boyfriend had busted in her apartment and tossed her around a good bit, but Andy had managed to get there in time and kick the guys ass. Her face looked pretty bruised, but Andy had told me she'd been adamant about not canceling their act.
I watched as the extra guy in her crew, her brother I think, gazed around in wonder; he was as excited to go as anyone I'd ever seen.
"Look at her face," Andy muttered. "That bastard bruised her."
"But you stopped him, and she'll heal up," Jake told him, leaning back against his car.
CC hopped off the bus, talking to Jinxx as he went.
What was with our band and Leahs? CC was all over her bitch of a guitarist Vale, as she liked to be called.
I liked to call her Vale from Hell.
But CC had punched me last time I'd called her that to his face.
Neh.
"We ready yet?" I asked, and Jinxx nodded.
"Yep. Just waiting for --- and there's Nate."
We watched as the blonde drummer sprinted across the parking lot toward us, his bag hitting his legs with every step.
"Good." I headed for the bus and then went straight for one of the bunks.
I tossed myself down, aggravated.
You can't ignore me forever
I texted Morgan, irked.
I mean, come on. She was completely overreacting at this point.
Right?
Right.
You can't blame a guy for wanting to make sure he didn't slip up and get a girl pregnant!
And Morgan had it rough already, she didn't need to be a single parent.
Not that I would let her be one.
I knocked her up, so I could take responsibility for that. I would pay the child support and visit it occasionally.
Maybe.
Fuck, I so didn't want kids.
Thank God she wasn't pregnant.
She was just super pissed and in a lot of debt. Which might also be the reason she was super pissed even more.
"Yo, Ash, wanna play cards?"
"Sure." I hauled myself to the front of the bus where the other guys were setting up a game.
Maybe I could help her with the whole debt part.
Would she get off her high horse and forgive me then?
Even if she didn't, maybe that would make her not hate me so much, and if it come down to it, it would be a good parting gift.
But I didn't want to part with her.
Morgan was smart, she was pretty, fan-fucking-tastic in bed, and I loved her legs that seemed to go on forever; and I was pretty sure her tan skin was natural
. And she liked my shampoo, unlike Vale the beast, I thought, glancing at her where she snuggled up to CC on the sofa.
He sent me a look, daring me to make some smart-ass comment.
Trust me, man, I thought, shaking my head, they all turn on you eventually.

Notes

So Ashley basically feels like junk without his Morgan, how sweet. Too bad he freaked out so bad on her!
Do you think she'll forgive him?