Ashley's POV

I woke up to an empty bed, yet again, I felt so alone without Isis here. I was missing her like crazy. Maybe if I’d been more strict on her and not let her near Ben, then she’d be here right now. But maybe if I had let her go the first chance, not let her get into this life, not fallen in love with her, she would have had a much more simple life. Less drama, less life threatening moments. Argh! When did things get so complicated? I laid there for a little while longer before I had to get up and keep my mind occupied on other things, like the monotony of life off tour. I done my usual morning routine and then sat down to try and draw up some new designs for the clothing line, but I couldn't stop my mind from wandering to her. I absentmindedly tapped the end of the pencil on the desk while looking out the window, to see a young couple hand in hand laughing and walking down the street. I sighed and rested my head in my now empty hands and looked around. I got up and walked into the kitchen and poured myself a jack straight up. I took that and the fresh bottle back into the living room and sat down on the sofa and started drinking.
This was all wrong, every part of this, yes Jacob was locked up where he belongs but Isis was locked up too, she's supposed to be here with me. I lashed out at the closest object to me, I heard glass smash as I looked down and saw the broken frame which held a picture of Isis and I in front of the Eiffel Tower in Paris. I bent down and picked the picture up. Where did it all go wrong? We were so happy, but now look at where we are, she’s locked up in a mental hospital and I’m here. Jacob is going to pay for what he’s done to her. I hope he's never let out, he deserves to rot in hell along with Ben. Speaking of which, I wish he never came around. I should've noticed it earlier. The signs of him liking Isis before Vegas happened. He was the one who gave Isis and Gemma the Mayhem tickets. If it weren't for him, maybe Isis would be here still. This is so fucked up of him. He was supposed to be my friend. Friends don't put other friends girlfriends in life threatening situations, even if it was unintentional although we were broken up...because of him...because of Vegas. Why did he have to go and ruin things? Why did Isis have him in our room? Why would she trust him? Wait.. It's not her fault. Ben was the one who instigated the whole situation. But then again Gemma said she walked in on all of them naked. That part was Isis choice. The fact that two other guys saw her fully naked disgusted me. I have to do more to keep them apart, I can't let him corrupt her even more than what he has done. I need to keep her safe and away from people who I know would get her into trouble. Isis was right, she has changed, and not for the better, I realize now I need the old Isis back, the one that would do as I asked, I have to be firm on her.

I look at the time and saw that it was time to go to see Isis since CC had to leave for a doctor appointment with Gemma this afternoon. I looked at the bottle on the table in front of me and so decided I should be fine with driving and it was time to see her to see if her episodes had improved. I grabbed my car keys and headed out the door. I arrived at her room to see that she was sleeping. She looked so innocent, so vulnerable. I felt an overwhelming urge to protect her.

“Hey man.” said CC as he came into the room, “She’s resting, but she’s been good today, so far no episodes.” I nodded, not taking my eyes off her. I went and sat down in the chair closest to the bed, CC sat in the chair next to me.
“Have you been drinking?” He asked me with a glare.
“I barely had any.” I replied, not looking at him.
“Its was plenty if I could smell it,” He said. “And you drove here?”
“Whatever.” I sighed.
“What if you got pulled over?” he said, “You’re well over the legal limit.”
“So?” I inwardly groaned.
“So you could’ve hurt yourself or someone else.” He said. “you should know better than to do something stupid knowing the possible consequences.”
“Yeah she would know…” I mumbled still looking at Isis.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Asked CC, “None of this is her fault! Do you think she wanted to end up like this? No one could have predicted this.” I sat there quietly as I process what he just said. I never thought of it as her fault until he mentioned it. Come to think of it, she could’ve prevented this. CC’s phone rang and he left the room to answer it. Why would Isis think it was a good idea to leave the venue? CC came back into the room.
“I gotta get home to Gemma, She’s worried that we’re gonna be late for our appointment.” CC said.
“Thanks for watching out for her overnight.” I said.
“No worries,” he said, “you needed the rest.” He walked out of the room. I look back down at Isis and saw that she was starting to wake up.
“Creeper.” She said, sounding groggy, she squinted before she glared at me, “Can I help you?”
“Nope,” I replied, “Just enjoying the view.”
“While being a creeper?” She laughed.
“You never complained before.” I smirked.
“It’s supposed to be the other way around!” she said.
“What? You stalking me in your sleep?” I laughed.
“Mayyybe.. and a few other people.” She grinned. I shuffled about uncomfortably in my chair, knowing exactly who she was on about.
“Don’t joke around about that.” I warned.
“Don’t be jealous..” I said, “You know I love you.” But did she really?

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