Astons_Promises

Kimmy · @Astons_Promises

20th May 2013 from TwitLonger

Chapter 49:

“(YOUR NAME),” I shout through the house again, and run around the house, but there was nothing of her. Where could she have gone?

Suddenly the phone rings sharply, which makes me jump from the suddenness, but I soon make my way over to the door. “Hello?” I ask quickly down the phone “Ast, its Marvin... Where’s (Your name)?” He asks, his voice worried and I could hear that he had just come out from the club.

Marvin and Jasmine where long back from their weekend away, and had told everyone the fabulous news of them both getting engaged!

“I don’t know! I’ve lost her again Marvin... She isn’t home,” I panic, by now everyone knew about me and (Your name) living together. Although, when I said to Marvin that I had lost her again, it made my heart crumble... This is reality and I HAD lost her again! “All I can say is that you over reacted and that’s chased her off... This is your fault,” he says before hanging up on me, as I then burst into tears. I couldn’t think possibly where she could have gone, and I wanted to hold her in my arms. How could I have been so horrible to her?

Ten minutes had passed, and I had lost all hope! Even though it was just a short space of time, I found myself sitting on the top of the stairs looking at a car key-key ring, of me and (Your name) when we were first dating, and how life was so perfect before the band broke us up! The picture was set in the garden of the home we both shared and- Wait... Hold on! The image sparked an idea into my head, could she be at the home we shared? I didn’t waste time and instantly ran as fast as I could to my car.

(Your name)’s POV:

“Here we go baby, sleep tight,” you giggled to Ivy as she giggled back, before you kissed the top of her head and then left her for her to sleep.

Yawning, you walked down stairs and over to the archway of the kitchen. “AHHH,” you scream as the figure in the kitchen spins round, almost taking them off balance. “WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?” You scream, before adjusting to who they are, to see Aston dumbfounded and looking confused. “What you doing here?” You hiss at him “I came looking for you,” he says “oh really, oh that’s funny, because history seems to be repeating itself... I nearly told Ivy that I’ll be ONCE AGAIN A SINGLE MOTHER, BECAUSE HER FATHER HAS ‘FUCKING’ PROBLEMS,” You scream at him “(Your name), I came chasing after you, crying for you, and I all I get is that I have ‘fucking’ problems... We’ve talked about this, I have NEVER cheated-” “We NEVER talked about that... You completely ignored me, because you over reacted, I said my thoughts to the girls. I NEVER told them to tell Oritsé to tell you, they did that in their own thoughts and look where it has gotten us! Nowhere, but backwards,” you hiss at him, but he raises an eyebrow at the ground. “Are you telling me that I have just wasted an hour of my life, WORRYING for you for nothing, but an insult about wanting to fuck other girls even though I haven’t. Yeah I was flirting with Lydia, but-” “It’s not just that Aston...” You desperately protest “we haven’t made love, had sex or fucked each other in a month, two weeks and six days; I’ve missed being physical with you. I’ve been dying to have sex with you, to the fact it’s gotten so bad that I started counting the days, weeks, months since the last time we had sex. Now do you see why I thought you were cheating, I thought you lost interest me, found a younger girl and started to fuck her,” you explain, but his face is unreadable.

Suddenly he marches up to you, which makes you back up against the wall as he then gets his face into yours. “So you ARE just with me to get into my trousers, you don’t actually love me do you?” He hisses, “No, I love you Aston-” “SHUT UP... I DON’T CARE. YOU’RE JUST A FUCKING BRAT THAT THINKS HAVING SEX WITH ME IS SHOWING LOVE. I’M A MAN AND I HAVE FEELINGS AS WELL AS YOU DO, AND I CAN’T LOOK AT YOU... YOU MAKE ME SICK,” he screams into your face, but you burst out into tears, and run out the door over to your car.

The tears rolled, rolled and rolled for a good hour. By now, you were heading back home, hoping that Aston may not be at the house and would have taken Ivy with him, and not left her on her own. “YOU’RE JUST A FUCKING BRAT,” the words repeated around in your head as you began to lose concentration on the upcoming junction, and at the speed of forty miles per hour, and another car coming up to the junction, it was only at the last minute that you came back to reality, by then it was already too late... All you remember was the blood on the front window as the window was majorly cracked, the blood oozing out of your head and your eyes becoming weak to keep in focus... The noise of a nearby ambulance, before the whole world... Vanished.

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