The Gangleader and Me(ON HOLD)

•Chapter 13•

I heard a scream, making my eyes dart up to the second floor of the house. I rang the doorbell, then pounded my fist against the wooden door. Nobody came to the door so I decided to break it down. I raised my foot and kicked the door, stumbling back then straightening my posture. I rolled my shoulders then cracked my neck. I kicked it even harder, the sound of wood splitting came before the door fell to the ground. I heard sobs coming from upstairs so I ran up the stairs, following the noise of the loud cries.

I faced a door, trying to turn the knob but it was locked as well. I growled angry and backed up, kicking the door with all my might, making it fall to the floor. I stepped over it and walked into her room, hearing the cries more clearly now. I walked over to the third I had to face today and turned the knob, and slamming the door open. I see her, face down, her hair covering her face from the outside world.

She was sitting on the floor of the bathroom, which had multiple drops and smears of blood on it. She was clutching her right arm to her chest, her left hand gripping onto it, making the trail of blood flow like a slow stream. I crouched down towards her, reached to her, my hands gripping her shoulder.

She screamed out when my hands were gripping her shoulder, "Ashley?! Hey! I'm here!" I said to her soothingly. "Ashley?! Baby, I'm here." I pulled her into my chest, her body trembling against it. I bit my lip, thinking of how I can comfort her. "Shh, I'm here Ashley, I'm here... Don't worry. You're safe...shhh." I said to her while I softly pet her head with one hand and the other rubbing circles into her back. She cried into my chest for a while until she stopped, her body still trembling.

My eyes snapped down to the blood that was on the floor, reminding me she was still bleeding. I started pulling away from her, but she stiffened, wrapped her arms around my waist tightly and shook her head in my chest. "No no no no." she croaked into my chest. "Hey hey hey. It's okay. I'm not leaving you but this floor isn't really comfy right?" I asked her. She nodded against my chest and this time when I was pulling away from her she didn't stop me.

I slipped my arms under her legs and around her back, making her arms wrap around my neck. I brought her up to sit her on the counter, I then tucked the hair that was falling into her face behind her ears then trailed my hands down to hold onto her cheeks, wiping the tears that were gonna leave a salty trail on her cheeks with my thumbs, then bringing my face towards her's and pressing a kiss on her forehead, making sure to linger there for a bit.

She looked up at me, her eyes telling me she registered to who I was. She raised the both of her hands to grip onto my wrists saying, "T-Tyler? Why a-are you h-here?" "Apparently I'm here to clean you up right now, so just keep quiet right now." I told her, making her nod and look down at her arm. My eyes snapped towards the sink which was behind her, seeing the once clean silver blade, covered in her dark red blood. I picked it up, "Why Ashley?" I asked her, trying not to show any emotion in my voice and trying to keep my eyes clear from showing any feelings.

She kept her head down, until I put my finger under her chin, making her look up into my eyes. Her eyes widened at my gesture, but went back to normal after a couple of seconds. "I-I-I... needed too..." she said her eyes building up with tears again. They started to fall so I swiftly kissed them away before they could go any farther. "No more crying... Let's just get you cleaned up here." I told her, making her nod. "Give me your arm." I told her.

She slowly extended her arm towards me, my eyes raked over the deep cuts she made and the blood that covered her arm. I sighed, going into the cabinets under the sink looking for the first aide kit and a rag. "Uhm, Tyler... kit is over there and rags are above it." She said pointing to the shelves on the wall that held her towels, rags and other necessities. I reached for a white rag and the first aid kit. I turned on the sink faucet, putting the rag under the running water, then bringing it to her arm, wiping away the dried blood. The rag ran over one of the cuts making her hiss slightly. I cleaned around it, and cleaned her other arm that had some blood on it as well.

I grabbed another rag and doused it in rubbing alcohol. "This is gonna hurt so if you wanna bite down on something or hold onto something, do it now." I told her. Her left hand shot up and gripped my bicep, then nodded. I took it as the ok and started to dab the alcohol drenched rag onto one of the 15 cuts she had on her arm, making her hiss loudly and the grip she had on my bicep tighten. This happened repeatedly for the rest of the cuts until each of them were disinfected. I bandaged her arm in gauze and grabbed the rag that was wet with water and moved on to clean her face that had blood smeared on it.

I brought her face closely and started wiping softly, making sure the rag wouldn't hurt her. I focused I my hands wiping her skin but I felt her eyes were on me. I looked into her eyes, seeing they were slightly shocked, probably at how gentle I was being. I then moved on to wipe her lips free of the blood. When I wiped the bottom lip, it would brush against my finger lightly, taunting me. I put my hand down when I was done, both hands on each side of her thighs.

I brushed my lips against hers, once, twice, three times, my nose brushed against hers making her breath hitch as well as mine. My lips featherly touched hers until she was fed up and gripped the back of my neck and making my lips press against hers harder. Both our lips immediately started moving in sync, the taste of her lips were toxicating. We continued like this until I licked her bottom lip asking for entrance, which she denied at first but I nipped at her bottom lip playfully and she opened up, me wasting no time into diving my tongue into her mouth, loving the feel the warmth. We pulled apart after a while, breathing heavily. Her head fell on my chest, making me wrap my arms around her legs, which she wrapped around my waist, and brought her back into her room.

I gently settled her into her bed and covered her with her blanket. She cuddled into it, her eyes shutting on their own. I sighed and walked back into the bathroom, cleaning up the floor from the blood, and putting everything where it needed to be. I looked at her door and sighed. I pulled out my phone and texted the gang to tell them they needed to come fix the doors. They came fast, only 10 minutes after I texted them. They quietly worked on the installing the new doors, her bedroom and the front door of the house. After that was done, they left and I went downstairs to cook her some soup. I finished up the soup after 20 minutes, filled a bowl up with the soup and brought up into her room.

I set it on her nightstand with a cup filled with water and two Advil tablets. With that I shut the door after locking it and did the same with the front door. I hopped into my car, looking up the section where her room is for a couple of seconds then pulled out of driveway, heading home.