Undercover
Ash's POV
That talk with Dash in his bedroom really just started out as a plan to complete step four of mine, to gain trust. But something just came over me to tell him about my dad. I don't know what it was.
"Dash, man I need a ride!" We hear a guys voice downstairs groaning. I let go of Dash and wipe away my tears. His white V-neck t'shirt is covered with my smeared mascara stained on it.
"S-sorry," I apologize.
"Don't worry, it's just a shirt. I can but a new one." Dash shrugs and gets up from the bed. "Do you have a ride home?"
"A-"
"Ash, you still here?" I smile as I hear Chris's caring voice somewhere in the hall. He's such a good friend.
"Yeah, I'm still here. We'll go when we get Lexi out of the closet," I shout back.
"The what-" I just ignore whatever Chris was going to say. I'm not going to talk through a door.
"Bye Dash," I smile at him. "And thanks by the way." He turns away from the door and walks over to me, then pecks my lips leaving me frozen.
"No problem," he smiles back and walks out of the room to give his friend a ride home.
I find myself still standing in the middle of his bedroom with a huge smile on my face. I snap back to reality when I hear Chris calling my name.
"Coming!" I shout walking down the stairs.
"So, where's Lex-" As if on cue her voice comes from a closet near by.
"What the hell?!" Lexi shouts barging out the door. Her blonde hair messed up like a birds nest, makeup smeared everywhere, stumbling everywhere. It's so unlike her, Lexi's usually focused and never disobeys rules. It's hard to believe she got herself drunk.
Chris drives us all back home to my house.
I sneak back inside and when I step up the stairs.
"Ashlyn are you home?!" My mom exclaims making me jump back in fright. She almost gave me a heart attack!
"Yes mom!"
She comes walking down the stairs engulfing me in a big hug, but then automatically pulls away.
"What's that smell?!" John complains when he walks down the stairs with Jake following from behind.
"It's Ashlyn," my mom answers taking a couple steps back.
"What?" I ask confusingly.
"That smell," Jake continues. "Liquor and it's really strong. Did you drink?"
"I don't know, I don't remember."
"You're under aged and you drank. That's illegal, not to mention you work for the CIA."
No duh, my whole family works for the CIA. Uncle's, Aunts, Cousins, etc.
"Ashlyn get out of the house. You're moving out."
"W-what?!" My voice comes out in a mixer of sadness, surprised, broken, and anger. She kicking me out?
(A/n: Sort of short, haven't updated since last week? Whatever I don't want to check. Hope you liked it VOTE and COMMENT what you thought. See ya soon.)
