POV:
Ash Thomson
She sighs contently and rests her head against my chest. It's a simple gesture but it awakens something inside me that I thought had frozen and I'd lost a long time ago. It's an unfamiliar feeling and it confuses me at first because it's been silent for so long. But it must have thawed out with the rest of my body and turned into a liquid because I can hear it again.
I'm sure she can feel the pulse of my heartbeat too because even I can see it beating strongly. It's beating for her. It's beating because of her.
I want to protect her, and keep her safe.
"Alright, I understand, take your time Ray, but I'm here for you," I whispered, patting her head and stroking her brown silky hair.
I like her this way, in my arms.
I see her close her eyes shut, while I gaze at her with adoration.
But I guess, it was short-lived.
"Ash..." I hear someone calling me from behind.
I turned, with Ray still in my arms, to look at the intruder.
No f*****g Way.....
Christ is here, with one of his w***e along, and is walking towards us, I hate his timings. I felt Ray move back to stand on her feet, a little away for my liking, straightening her face and glaring at Christ.
Fuck Him.
I know Ray has a crush on him, such a moron, I wish I didn't plan to come here. What the f**k, he was looking at Ray with a huge grin.
He disgusts me.
"Hey, hot stuff." He slurs and approaches us, ignoring my presence moves closer to Ray, and whispers near her ear, "You look sexy, what have you done in these months, looking f*****g hot, babe. Why don't you show me the moves you've got ." he coos.
Okay, I can't handle anymore of his s**t.
But before I could hit him.....
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