Poppy's P.O.V
I tossed and turned throughout the night. I repeatedly looked at the screen on my phone and repeatedly re-read the message Ashton had sent to me. I looked at the clock, it was only three in the morning and I could not stop thinking about going home. About being with my father and Danielle. I could go home and just not deal with Ashton. But, at the same time, I felt as if this was something he wants.
I quietly stood and began to pack my bags, with all of the clothes and items I got during my time here. It took a little over an hour but I had finally packed everything.
I stood and slowly made my way across the hall to Jacob's room. He was laying on his back sleeping peacefully. His muscles looked rigid yet oddly comforting, I crawled into bed with Jacob, wrapping my arms aro
