The Gangleader and Me(ON HOLD)

•Chapter 13•

I did it again under the first cut and I just kept doing it until I had 15 cuts going from the left side to the right side of my wrist horizontally, one under the other. The blood continued dripping down my arm, trailing down my arm, drops falling down to the floor. More tears came, seeing what I did. I dropped the bloody blade in the sink and slid down to the floor crying my eyes out, holding my arm to my chest, blood most smearing all over the jacket I was wearing.

A scream ripped through my throat as I cried, choking on the sobs. I heard the doorbell ring, but did not have the strength to get up. My chest constricted, my throat closing up, preventing me from breathing.

A second scream came out, as I sobbed, my nails digging into the arm that I had cut, making more blood come out of my arm. I heard my door being broken down but at the point I couldn't do anything since I was frozen in my spot, sobbing, bleeding, trying to breathe. I shut my eyes tucking my head down, crying into my fist.

I heard my bedroom door being broken down as well, which made me cry harder due to the anxiety and the next thing I know, my bathroom door is being slammed open, but I don't see who it is, since my eyes are still closed and my head is still facing down. I felt two hands grip my shoulders, making me scream again, this time with fear, memories coming back to me. "Ashley?! Hey! I'm here!" a male's voice said, soothing me.

"Ashley?! Baby, I'm here." I was brought into a firm yet soft, warm chest, my body trembling against it. "Shh, I'm here Ashley, I'm here... Don't worry. You're safe...shhh." He repeated quietly, softly petting my head with one hand and the other rubbing circles into my back. After a couple of minutes, the tears stopped coming, my body still trembled though. I felt the man starting to pull away from me, so inconspicuously, I quickly wrapped my arms around his waist, tightly, shaking my head against his chest. "No no no no."

I croaked repeatedly into him. "Hey hey hey. It's okay. I'm not leaving you but this floor isn't really comfy right?" He asked.

(Dark scene over)

I nodded into him, and he pulled away from me, my eyes still blurry, so I couldn't see him, my brain couldn't register who he was either. I felt his arm slide under my legs and his other arm around my back. I wrapped my arms around his neck, my head resting against his shoulder. He set me down on the counter of my bathroom, tugging my hair behind my ears. I felt both of his hands, holding my cheeks as his thumbs brushed under my eyes, getting rid of the tears before the trailed down my cheeks.

I felt warm soft lips press against my forehead, lingering there for a couple of seconds. I looked up at him, my eyes focusing on his face, finally realizing who it was. I raised the both of my hands to grip onto his wrists. "T-Tyler? Why a-are you h-here?" I asked, stumbling over my words. "Apparently I'm here to clean you up right now, so just keep quiet right now." I nodded and looked down at my arm. He looked into my sink and grabbed the blade I dropped in there, still wet from the blood. "Why Ashley?" He asked me. I kept my head down, until I felt his finger snake under my chin, making me look up into his eyes.

Tyler's POV:

I looked around the empty halls of school, finally realizing she didn't come to school today. Don't tell me the baddest bitch in this school pussied out. I had to see what was her reason for not coming to face me. I ran out to the parking lot, shutting the door to my car after I got in. I stuck the key in the ignition, turning it to the right, making the engine turn over. I pulled out of the parking spot I was parked in and drove out of the parking lot, towards Ashley's house. I had someone in the gang find her address and send it to me immediately. When I got to her house, there was no cars in the driveway except for her motorcycle, and now my car. I got out and walked up the driveway, up to the front door.