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Take Me Away

I'd Fall For That.


:3 Cat :3

It’s so cold here. And rather white too. I take in my surroundings and let out a gasp of air. Everything was white. Like a box. I’m not claustrophobic or anything, it was just strange. There’s a tapping noise behind me, so I turn around. My mother. In all her glory. Standing 6’2, platinum blonde hair, ice grey eye, high cheek bones, and a permanent scowl fixed on her face.
“I thought I taught you better.” She scoffs at me and spits at my feet.
“The only thing you taught me, is how not to be.” I size her up. But she is bigger than me, more built for this than I. Her hand comes up and smacks me, full on. Taken aback, I shrink into the corner.
“Men, aren’t good for business, you foolish child.” She growls at me. She goes to hit me again, but this time I’m prepared, I grab her hand out of the air and push her back.
“He isn’t yours to take.” I gasp through my clenched teeth. She just grins at me, like she has been waiting for this. She pulls out a gun. In horror, I fall back all the way to the corner. But, instead of pointing it at me, she points it too her left. Where Ashley just appeared. I hear the trigger.


“ASHLEY!” I scream, sitting straight up in my bunk. Oh my god. Worst. Nightmare. Ever! I’m covered in cold sweat. Time for another shower.




XXX Ashley XXX

I’m awake, but I don’t open my eyes. So many things happened. The alley, those men, and Cat. Oh god, Cat. I open my eyes and look up.

“Morning sleeping beast.” Andy says from my bedside. He looks like a happy fuck. And it’s damn annoying.
“Cool your tits bro. What time is it?” I yawn and rub my eyes. My shoulder crinkles. And my forehead crinkles.
“It is….” He pulls out his phone, “Damn, two in the morning.” He’s still grinning like an idiot.
“Why the fuck are you so happy?” I question grouchily.
“Well jeez, when was the last time you left the garbage can Oscar?” He jokes. But I don’t find it amusing. “I am happy because I’ve been sitting here for over 3 hours, with nothing too eat. Well no, I’m happy because Kate, Jake, and Jinxx went to get coffee and dounuts!” He does not need more coffee. That I am certain of, if he has any more caffeine, he’ll explode.
“Coolio. Where’s Cat?” When I ask this, he gets all interested in his finger nails and stops bouncing in his seat.
“Andy.” I speak in that tone that makes people run in the other direction. “Where is my kitty Cat? And why isn’t she here?” I don’t care if it means I could never play again, I don’t care if it will be the last time I see her. I want my Cat. Here, with me. Now.
“I’ll text her.” He says shakily, pulling his phone out again. He taps on it for a minute before stopping and staring at it. And staring at it. And staring at it some more. After what seems like a lifetime, it goes off. He reads it before, setting it in his lap and staring at his feet.
“Well?” I ask, my voice rising an octave in anticipation. He looks up at me, remorse in his eyes.
“She says, not yet. She doesn’t want you to get hurt. Again.”
I growl in frustration.
“Tell her if she doesn’t get over here now, I will detach my self from these machines, fight through numerous doctors, and break into her bus.” If she doesn’t come, I will. I meant every word. Andy just looks at me like I’m crazy.
“Dude, your whipped.” But he types it in anyways. Minutes pass. And his phone doesn’t go off. More minutes pass. Before I hear a knock on the door. And there she is. Beautiful as ever. Her hair is wet, and down surrounding her shoulders, her eyeliner is starting to run, she has a giant slash across her face, and all she’s wearing is see through black leggings and an oversized Pierce The Veil tee shirt. Beautiful as always.
“Andy,” She says in a quiet voice. She sounds so small, that isn’t my girl. If someone hurt her, I will kill them. She clears her through and says a little louder,
“Andy, Kate and the guys want to see you in the lobby.”
He grins. Oh great. More Caffeine for the energizer bunny. He skips off into the florescent lit hallway. Fucking weirdo, skipping and shit. After he leaves, Cat enters.



:3 Cat :3

I’m so worried. The only reason I came at all is because I know he would do it. It made me think of school.


*FLASHBACK*



This class is so boring. I’m sitting in fourth period, Mr. Stokes English class. He was usually a pretty cool teacher. He let us read cool books, and we discussed fandoms on a daily basis. We were both Shakespeare fanatics. But today was different. His wife had apparently served him divorce papers in his third period. So he was taking it out on us. Droning on and on. Gahhhh. This is killing me. I pull out my phone and shoot Ashes a text.

Me: Hey, Ashes! Be happy you don’t have Stokes. He’s killing us today!

And he continued to drone on and on. Five minutes pass. That was odd, he usually always replied me. Just when I start to get worried, the door bursts open. Ash runs to the middle of the room screaming,
“TROLL IN THE DUNGEON! TROOLL IN THE DUNGEON!”
He flails his arms. He stops just long enough to gain eye contact with Stokes.
“Just thought you ought to know.” He gasps, quite quieter, and then promptly keels over backward.


“I think I love you Ashes.” I say hugging him as we walk down the hall. Stokes had found it hilarious. He let us go ten minutes early, so me and him decided to walk around school.”

*END FLASHBACK*

I grin at the thought. He seems to take notice.
“What are you thinking about Kitty?” He asks me, slightly amused. He was the only one who was allowed to call me that.
“Troll in the dungeon.” I say seriously. I’m still at the door. I can’t let him get hurt because of me. That would kill me. It already is. He starts laughing. Then coughing. Then hacking. I run to his bedside. He grabs my arm, and stops immediately.
“No fair!” I say, pulling my arm. He won’t let go.
“Come on! Just tonight! There’s a cop outside my door, and I hardly think anyone will notice. “ He pleads. His eyes look so sad. I just want to. Just tonight couldn’t hurt. He scooches over and I slide in next to him.
“Just tonight though.” I remind him, snuggling into his chest. We both instantly let our uneasiness go. He kisses me. And I let him. I am such a terrible person. I’m basically drawing a bulls eye on his forehead. He kisses me again, before tucking me back into his side. Then he sings to me.

Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you”

That’s all I catch before sleep claims me once more.

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7/7/14
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7/24/13
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7/11/13
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7/11/13