Chapter Eleven. . .

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:Reminder:

I didn't remember any thing when I fell asleep on the makeshift pallet I made. It's nights like tonight that I wish that I bring blankets here. It's freezing in here even though that it's not that cold out side. The stray dog that's always here is laying beside me. At least he's warm enough for me. As I cuddled up to him, letting him protect me, I heard something. I was too far gone to register that it was some one walking up toward me. I was out cold by the time I was in REM sleep.

Ashe's POV:

As I was walking to the shack in the woods, I was wondering where Von was. He's usually right beside me when I get close to the small shed. He's not here now. I shrugged it off and thought that maybe he's sleeping some where near. I was slowing my pace to a stroll. I shoved my hands in my pocket and thought of Kelly. I didn't believe that she could love me for such a long time even after what had happened between us.

The shed came into sight and I heard a shuffling inside. I frowned and picked up my pace. I threw open the door and then stopped dead in my tracks. What I saw shocked me still. There was Jenna on the floor and Von was pacing the length of the small shed's interior. When the dog saw me, he stopped and crouched into a defensive stance. He growled at me and I held my hands up. He slowly relaxed and came up to my hand and nudged it. I petted his scruff, but then looked at Jenna. She was still in her skirt that was barely covering her thighs. Her shirt was loose around her shoulders and her stomach was exposed. The fishnet tights didn't help defend her from the cold. The little booties that she was wearing didn't look comfortable. Von went back and layed down next to her. I looked around and I saw the small crate that was filled with a blanket and a spare set of clothes. There was some stretchy shorts and a tshirt. I took the items out. I placed them on the makeshift table that is under the only window. I looked over at Jenna and she was turned facing me. I sighed. I didn't want to wake her up, but I'm going to have to. I don't want her to be uncomfortable. I took the three steps over to her and slightly shook her awake. When she opened her eyes, she stared at me and then let out the most ear peircing scream I've ever heard. I grimanced and turned my head somewhat to the right. I didn't want to cover my ears because I didn't want her to think that I couldn't handle my self. When she stopped screaming, I looked at her and said,

"Are you okay, Jenna?" She sighed.

"No. I'm not okay. I can't believe that Blake would say something like that."

"Yeah. Blake was beting him self up over that after you left. I took Kelly home to her aunt's house and then I dropped the car off to come here. Oh, by the way, how do you know of this place?" She smiled shyly.

"I've been coming to this place when I don't feel like going home. How do you know of this shack?"

"I come here almost every day after school." She looked puzzled.

"How come we've never bumped into each other here?" I chuckled.

"I don't know. Maybe we come at different times. I am here usaully in the middle of the night, but I come here every now and then after school to get away from things." She smiled but then shivered.

"Hey, are you cold?"

"Alittle." I took the clothes off the table and handed them to her.

"They will be big on you, but at least they will be warmer than the clothes you have on now." She took them in her arms and held them close.

"Thank you Ashe."

"You're welcome. I'll just wait out side until you are ready." I opened the door, walked out side and stood by the door frame with my back to the window that was next to it. I stood there thinking about how I loved Kelly and if it really was wrong. I didn't think so, but this nagging guilt that won't go away is driving me insane. The few minutes that I was standing there felt like hours. It seemed like I couldn't get away, that I was trapped in my own mind with no way out. Well, there was one way, but that would be too painful. I was so thankful when Jenna poked her head out. She saved me from my own thoughts.

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