บท 13: I wanna help you...

Telling Trish and Christian what happened was really a good decision and a really heavy weight was lifted from my shoulders and

I got my best friend back.

"Earth to Ashley " Trish said snapping her fingers in front of my face bringing me out of my thoughts.

"W....wh..what did you say?" I asked and she shook her head. We had just finished school and we were heading towards her jeep.

"I said who would you prefer took you on a date? Channing Tatum or Zac Efron?" She asked weighing each name on each hand.

"I-"

"What about Christian Lockwood?" Christian interrupted me as he approached us.

What?

"What?" It was Trish who spoke up. "Ew no and why would she want to do that?"

"Well, because its me and because she would prefer me to those two."

"Ew she would not."

Em 'she' is here.

"And how would you know that?"

Yeah how would you know that?

"Well because she's not stupid to pick a dumb guy over two overly hot guys." She said in a duh tone

Fair point.

"Well I still have a fair chance." Christian said and Trish rolled her eyes.

She sighed before she began "You?" She asked pointing a finger at him.

"Yeah."

"Do you sing?"

"No."

"Do you act?"

"Nope."

"Do you personally know any high class celebrity star?"

"Nah."

"Are you rich?"

"Yeah."

"No I meant are you rich?"

"Oh then no."

"Then fuck out wannabe." She said and turned to look at me.

"Hey! You do know th-" Christian speaks up again.

"What are you even doing here?" Trish interrupted him facing him again.

"Yeah that. I was wondering if you could let me drop Ash home today?" He asked somewhat hopeful.

What?

"What?" Again it was Trish who spoke up.

"I said-"

"I know what you said but why?"

"Well I just feel like dropping her off."

"But you never feel like doing anything."

"But I feel like now."

"I leave you to watch over her and you grow attached to her."

"You have no idea how much." Christian muttered looking at me and I could feel the fucking blush creeping up to my cheeks.

"Anyway...." Trish drawed so Christian could look at her. "It's her decision not mine." And Christian turned to look at me again.

So now you notice I'm here.

"Can I?" He asked

"Um...yeah sure why not." I said and he smiled.

"Thanks lets go."

"Okay? Bye Trish." I said waving at Trish.

"Bye b. See you later."

We got to his lexus in no time because it wasn't far from Trish's car. He opened the car door and I blushed. I know I should have gotten used to it but it's so adorable each time he does it.

"After you m'lady." He said and I feigned surprise putting my hands on chest.

"Why thank you. What a nice gentleman." I said in a british accent and he rolled his eyes.

"Real cute." He said sarcastically and I laughed as I sat down.

He got into the car and started driving and a comfortable silence filled the air.

"Okay spill." I said after a while.

"What do you mean?" He asked innocently

"Why did you want to drop me off?"

"Erm, can't I?" He asked in confusion.

"Well you can but you and I know you didn't do it because you felt like."

"Oh really?" He asked acting surprised.

"Yeah so spill."

"Well..... I wanted to talk to you about yesterday."

Shit.

"What about it?"

"I know it's not my place but I wanna help you."

"Chris-"

"Wait. Before you say anything, I know I'm not in place to help but I want to help okay?"

"I-"

"I want to help with your family issues."

"But-"

"And before you say anything else, I don't like seeing you like this and that's why I wanna help."

"It's-"

"And about the nightmares, don't worry. Just call me okay? No matter the time or place just call me." By this time he has already parked in front of my house.

"Christian." I said holding up a finger to shut him up. "Look I appreciate that you want to help me but it is not your battle to fight okay? I don't want to drag you into my life's mess."

"But I want to-"

"You don't have to do anything I can get through it myself okay?"

"No you can't all by yourself."

"Christain."

"About the nightmares, I don't know maybe you can visit therapy."

"Christian."

"Or I don't know visit my shrink?"

He has a shrink?

"Christian look-"

"Or maybe-"

"Don't you think I have tried all that?" I said snapping at him.

"I've tried every fucking means Christian. During the fucking first half year after she fucking died, I fucking visited therapy. But the fucking thing doesn't work. And my fucking nightmares fucking increase at this time of the fucking year because her fucking death anniversary is fucking close and I have to fucking deal with it." I closed my eyes and pinched my nose to calm down.

"I understand and-"

"You don't understand Christian so don't you fucking tell me you understand. You don't understand because you don't fucking know whats it's like to lose someone. Someone you love." I shouted but whispered the last part.

"I know but-"

"Look Christian. Like you said it's not your place to interfere and I don't need your help." I said grabbing my bag and getting out of his car, slamming his door and walked in without looking back.