MARRIED MY ONE NIGHT STAND

Chapter 7 BROKEN HEARTS

MYA'S POV

His hazel eyes have so much hope that I can't come up with an answer that won't hurt him. So I just smile and hug him. I am leaving tomorrow, and he will go back to his life without me.

"Let me show you the best part!" He tells me excited, holding my hand and pulling me to a set of stairs I hadn't noticed. When we get to the top, I can appreciate the whole downstairs from it. There are practically no walls, just a big window all around where I can see part of the city and all of downtown. I can see the town's square perfectly defined, and let's not forget it is Christmas season, and the Devereaux tree is perfectly standing in the middle with its gold and red decorations all over.

"Is beautiful." I tell him.

"This isn't the best part, come on, the kitchen is this way," He says as he continues to guide me. Once in there we walk straight, all the way to the end where he unlocks a metal door and we step in, after going through a small hallway, we come to another room, it is the second floor to a very fancy apartment.

"When I bought the building, it was huge, so I split it, and I made it my home. I can go to the bar from here, but it also has access to the street from there." He says, pointing to a door in the downstairs level.

"Wow, it is amazing! I am really proud of you! I bet the ladies love it! I'm sure the bar is a great girl magnet." I tell him smiling.

"We had the grand opening last night. It went great, but what the girls like the most is the master bedroom. Wanna check it out?" His mischivieus smile is there again. I know his tone is a little flirtatious, but it wouldn't be Ashton if he wasn't flirting, I saw it many times over the years. So. I follow him down the hall and onto the third of four doors. I see why the master bedroom is the big attraction. The bed is big with very hotel looking sheets and pillows, The ceiling is a gigantic sky light directly above the bed, I throw myself on the bed to appreciate the stars shining beautifully above. He lays next to me and holds my hand, just like all those years ago when we ran away.

"I can't forget about that day, Mya, it was the best 4 hours of my life, the punishment my aunt and uncle gave me was worth it just to see your smiley face that day." He says, leaning on his elbow, looking at me. This conversation is starting to turn really weird, kind of like the conversations we used to have when I moved to college, the exact reason why I stopped talking to him. I really thought we were past that phase.

"I'm not gonna lie, I've had relationships in the past. Women have come and gone, but I can't stop thinking about you, us, and what we could have." I can't believe this is happening. There is absolutely no future for us. I don't want to hurt him, but I can't lead him on.

"Ashton, I can't.. You are... You and I.." I am just rambling because I don't even know how to start. I get out of bed to try to make my point, and He follows me. His face is already looking like the one of someone who has given up. He knows.

"Ashton, I'm leaving tomorrow, I have no intention of coming back. We have a great friendship, and I can't reciprocate your feelings, I'm sorry." I turn around, rushing to the downstairs door and run like the coward I am. I just broke his heart. As soon as I close the door leaving Ashton behind it, the sky starts to thunder, and soon rain starts to pour. "Great," I mumble, realizing that the only thing I have with me is my phone and no wallet. Forget about UBER. The next available is two hours away. Seems that everyone got busy with the rain. I guess I'll have to walk.

"Mya!" I heard Blake call me. What is he doing here? He parks his car and I see him come to me, ugh why do I feel all tingly when I see him?

"Get in, I'll take you home." He tells me, putting his coat on me. I really don't have options, so I get in.

"What happened? I happened to see you by chance, how were you planning to go home? It would take you hours if you were walking. " He starts saying, but I am not about to share what just happened between me and his cousin.

"Blake, I thank you for helping me, but please don't ask me anything. If you think you can do that for me, I'd appreciate it, if you can't, please let me out right now." I tell him. I know is shitty to tell him that when he is saving me from the rain, but is not like we are that close, I'm not even sure we are friends.

" Fine, I won't ask you anything, but know that I was talking out of worry, I didn't like seeing you there like that." He tells me.

"Thank you, really, but I won't tell you anything." With that, he continues the drive and we don't really say anything the whole hour back to the manor. He parks at the front of the house, and I get out.

"Thanks," I tell him and close the car door. "Wait, Mya. we need to talk." He says, coming out of the car.

"No need, Blake, I promise I won't tell anyone about last night. I will be leaving tomorrow after my meeting with the lawyer."

"No, what were you doing at that bar? Where did Ashton go? Did he just leave you there?"

"So many questions. None of which you are entitled to answers." With that, I get inside the house as fast as I can, and head directly to my bedroom, I need to soak in the tub and forget everything about today.

The morning came way too soon, I don't think I slept very much. I feel terrible for breaking Ashton's heart, yet again.

I get dressed in a black fitted dress and high heels. I haven't been at the Devereaux building in a while but my grandmother always wanted me to look my best every time I went, and for some reason, I just feel that I have to do it, some habits are hard to break, I guess. After I'm fully dressed and ready, I pack my suitcase and head downstairs to my car. The house is really quiet. I wonder what will happen to it and everyone who works here, Uncle Chad will probably keep everyone. His wife is super high maintenance, no way they can live without help. Good luck to everyone.

As I step outside, I load the trunk of my SUV, and look at the house for the last time, I guess the only happy times I spent here were with Ashton, but after yesterday, I don't think he'll ever want to see me again.

I head to the Devereaux building, I don't know why I'm needed there. I really don't want to see how Uncle Chad gloats when they announce that he will be head of everything Devereaux, I'm only sad for the employees, if he treats them like he tried to treat me the other day, I think they will end up quitting.

"Good morning!" I tell the girl at the front desk, who seems to want to be anywhere but here. She doesn't even look at me.

"Good morning, Esther." I hear behind me. What is he doing here? Blake's voice seems to catch this girl's attention. She comes running out of the reception and directly into his arms. Who dresses these girls? she is wearing the tiniest skirt I have ever seen, paired with tall high heels. the girl next to her runs towards him as well, wearing almost the same, except she is wearing pants, very tight pants, is like they basically painted them on her, I don't even think she is wearing any underwear. Blake, ever the ladies' man, hugs them both enthusiastically. Ugh, he always wants to get attention.

"We are so sorry for your loss, Blake. you must be so sad. We all know how much she meant to you." The skank in the mini skirt tells him, leaning into his chest.

"Excuse me!" I yell, tired of the very public display I just saw.

"I need to go to the conference room on the top floor, you probably have no idea that I'm here, but I am, so, if you can please give me the pass to unlock the VIP elevator, I will be on my way and you can continue embarrassing yourselves with Mr. Meade over here." I tell them, pointing with my hand at Blake, who is trying to hold a laugh.

"First of all, you need to register, second, that elevator is for VIP members of the corporation, you need to take the guest and employee elevator like everyone else, then you'll have to wait your turn for HR to come get you for your interview. By the way, you might be overdressed for the position of cleaning lady." Skank number 2 addresses me, pointing at my black dress and heels.

I had it with these two.