Youth and Whiskey Dont Mix - an Ashley Purdy love story

Chapter 62: Who Left Me Outside...

__________2 1/2 months later___

Mikki's POV:

Morghins wedding is in 1 week and I feel fat, swollen, and fucking bloated all over. I'm starting to feel that even Ashley isn't attracted to me anymore. He has been out drinking late & is always at one of the guys houses. I don't know when I'll ever get the time to tell him that I have an upcoming tour in 2 weeks. I'll be gone most of 3 months. Ashley has changed, and I'm starting to regret being engaged to him. WHAT AM I THINKING!!! I LOVE ASHLEY! IM HAVING HIS BABY AND MARRYING HIM!!! I want to hear his voice, so I call him, it will be the first time we talk in almost 4 fucking days. Yeah he's been gone that long.

3 rings and he picks up.

"Hello honey." He says

"Where the actual hell are you!" I ask. I have to admit, I'm mad!

"I'm at Andy's, why? Is there something wrong babe?" Hearing his concern makes me burst into tears. I love him, and he actually cares AFTER I CALL HIM 4 DAYS LATER!

"Because I feel neglected, and I leave for tour in 2 weeks, and your never home anymore. You don't care!" I said bawling my eyes out. Damn pregnancy hormones exaggerate everything.

"Slow down baby, I'm sorry I'm never home, I just wanted to hang with my friends before Andy's wedding and before I'm a father. I'm sorry, I really am." He said in a loving tone.

"Now repeat what you said before slowly baby."

"I feel neglected Ashley, like a puppy that's been kicked way too many fucking times, and I leave for the ENDLESS SUMMER TOUR 2013 in 2 weeks." I said as clearly as I could to him, even though tears were still streaming down my cheeks.

"I'm so sorry baby, I promise from now on I'll- wait, your leaving for tour! where and for how long?" He said suddenly worried.

"I'll be gone most of 3 months, and it's a US tour." I told him.

"I'm coming home, I'll be there in 15, don't move a single precious muscle." He told me.

"Ashley?"

"Yeah babe?"

"We miss you."

"I miss you both too baby, and I'm so sorry." He said, then the call was ended.

I laid sprawled out on the couch, almost asleep when I feel someone start gently rubbing my tiny baby bump.

"God I love you both. How could I be so fucking stupid?" He said, most likely thinking I was asleep.

"We both love you too Ashy." I told him, leaning up and kissing his lips softly. He smells of axe body spray, Black Cologne, bubble mint, black acrylic paint, and whisky.

"I'm sorry I neglected you. I just wanted to party a while. I promise, I will always be by your side, or a phone call away. The minute you feel any pain, and I mean ANY PAIN whether its a push, a kick, a pull, or a sharp pain, call me, and I will take the first flight home home if I'm on tour, or the first flight to where ever you are on your tour. I love you and our unborn baby more than I could ever scream." He said trying to reassure me, but I think he was more reassuring himself.

"Ashley, relax baby. Your getting yourself all worked up over nothing, I'm only 3 months pregnant." I said rubbing his arm soothingly.

"Yes, but I chose my friends & career over my pregnant, stressed out Fiancé carrying my unborn child. I'm so irresponsible." He said putting his head in his hands.

"Your here now, and I love you none the less." I said rubbing he's back and resting my head on his shoulder.