Her Absolution

Chapter 8

    Ashton and I were still in front of our cars when he approaches me, getting to close. I can feel his breath on my right ear giving me shivers in all my body and with the sexiest voice ever he says:

“I forgot to tell you at lunch. Don't worry, I won’t tell anyone that you smoke. We can keep secrets, right? See you tomorrow, Autumn.”

    He gives my cheek a kiss and moves away from me. This guy will be the death of me. Giving me shivers with that voice of his, electricity with that kiss. Oh goddess it was only a peck but it was wonderful, the warmth it radiated. If he does this to me with only this, imagine when we have s*x. 

    I wake up, feeling out of breath. It’s the first time that I have a dream other than the fire. In my dream I recall when Ashton whisper in my ear with a sexy voice, it gave me shivers and the kiss just makes me feel queasy but the good kind. I feel hot and wet between my legs. My p***y is wet. Oh, wow. It’s been a long time since I have felt horny. And only a kiss and a sexy voice did that to me. Sweet goddess I need to get rid of this horniness or at least get laid, and I need to calm myself done before I do something I will regret.

    I take my phone from my nightstand and look through my contacts looking for Ryan’s number. I delete his contact, throwing the phone in the bed. He made me this way and then Ashton had to come and woke up that side of me. I can still feel myself horny. Oh, my goddess how can Ashton do those things to me with just a few actions, not even Ryan made me feel this way. Well then, the best next thing is to do it myself. 

    I open my night stand looking for my lovense vibrator and taking it with me. I go to the bathroom just in case someone barges into my room. I'm in front of the mirror watching myself, I strip from my pijamas and my panty. I take the vibrator and insert it in my p***y. I unlock my phone and open the app and start moving my fingers on the screen up and down making the vibrator do it's work.

38 minutes later

    I exit the bathroom, finally calm, and flop on my bed, to energetic to sleep. I stay up for a few minutes looking at the ceiling. When I got home in the afternoon after picking Ruby from school Jen was still here. I ask her why she didn’t leave since an emergency occur at work. She told me it was because she didn’t want to leave without seeing that I’m okay and that I would not go into panic attack mode. She also wanted to apologize to me face to face about making me worry that something bad happened when it didn’t. That family is more important than work, there is only one family they are a million jobs.

    I also remember what Ruby told me on the way to our house before I had a talk with Jen. After Ashton kiss my cheek and said those things that made my head spin crazy, twice.

“That older boy is so cute, Auty.”

“Yeah, sweety. Mason is really cute.”

“You silly girl not him. I meant the taller one. The one that came to pick the triplets. But you are right Mason is cute too.”

“You mean Ashton? Yeah, he is cute too. You like him?”

“Yes, he was nice to us. Will he be your boyfriend?”

    Thank the goddess I wasn’t driving any more since we already arrive at home. Ruby was such a talker, I hope she doesn't mention it in the house. How can she ask me if he will be my boyfriend? How did she conclude to that? Did she see the kiss he gave me on mthe cheek? Ruby kept looking at me, waiting for me to answer.

“Ruby what do you mean boyfriend? He was just friendly.”

“I saw the way he looked at you. It was like when I see a delicious candy. And while we were playing, he was looking at you, but you didn’t know because you were looking at us.”

    Ok, she didn't see the kiss, I'm so grateful. We didn’t get to finish our conversation because Jen went to the back right door of the jeep and open it, getting Ruby out of the car. Ruby jump on her and hug her tight and started to kiss her all over her face like she did to me when I pick her up at the school. Ruby is a little ray of sunshine. I hope and want that her smile and happiness stay with her forever.

    Jen is 5’2” tall, a little chubby in her stomach, has brown eyes like dad, also brown hair like dad but she bleach it to blonde and has a fair skin tone. Jen is a 22-year-old lazy woman but maintains a healthy food diet, has tattoos and her ears are pierced. This is the image of our future Ms. CEO of our family company, but I don’t want anything of her to change, none of us do. I love her just the way she is, her and all of her crazy schemes. After her high school graduation, she took a gap year and travel the world after that she started college and a few months ago she graduated. We didn’t get to celebrate it like we wanted to, like we did with Parker, but she wanted it that way and we weren’t in the mood really.

    I’m still proud of her and for that I gave her the best gift ever, a painting. It’s a family portrait, so that she can hang it in her new office or in her apartment. In the portrait Asher is by my side, I made it before his death. I still remember when he said that all the creative gene went to me, and that I didn’t left any to my siblings. The artistic side in me got it from grandma and mama, none of my siblings have it.

    Ever since I have memories I could draw; paint you name it. So, grandma started to teach me everything she knew. That’s one of the reason Asher and I practically spent our summer in the beach house with her. Then mom sign me up to art classes when I turn 10, wanting me to learn from others, her too. Asher and I used to go to the university with mom, he would play, and I would pay attention to mom’s class. Dad and Parker used to joke around that we were 10-year-old college students. Sometimes Asher would get bored, and he drag me to other classes, and we pay attention to them. By the time they taught us those topics at our schools Asher, and I would get good grades either because we knew about the topic or because it was easy.

    Me and Asher were supposed to graduate last year, we skip a year because of our good grades. Also, because we were getting in trouble in class since everything was boring. The fire and his death push everything on it’s right path, I guess. I get to graduate this year like I was supposed to, he won’t. 

    I can’t seem to find sleep. I get up from my bed and out the room with intentions to go to the kitchen and drink something, killing time. It's late at night and tomorrow I have school. I'll probably have raccoon eyes from the dark circles under my eyes.

    Everyone at the house is at sleep, so I don’t make to much noise, to not wake them up especially Ruby. She is hard to put to sleep, that girl is an energetic ball. She and Asher use to play a lot, they were magnets. So, everywhere we go she went with us, that is places she could go. We never let her go to a party or a place that would endanger her, our parents would have kill us. But mostly whenever we go to Joanne's dinner or the movies or the beach she tag along with her older siblings, there was always a big smile on her face. I should do that more often, I have been neglecting our time together. I been selfish and shutting myself to the world.

    If Ruby doesn’t have a play date on Saturday, I’ll spend the day with her. Maybe go to the mall or buy ice cream or play in the park. What ever she wants to do with her big sis. It can also give mom and dad some time together. They need it, more dad than anyone. Dad has been the quietest around since the fire accident. I know we all want to hear him talk more and laugh again. His laugh were so loud you could hear it all over the house and our house is big, it's a mansion.

    I went to the kitchen and opened the fridge to take the milk and drank some but then I see the time in the oven and decided to drink water. I can see in the fridge inside a bowl chopped vegetables, that only means one thing in this house, mama's scramble eggs with vegetables for breakfast. I also see pancake mix, it’s not a lot so mini pancakes. I close the fridge and take out a cup to pour water in it.

    After drinking 3 glasses of water, I decided to go back to my room and try to get some sleep, it’s two in the morning. Tomorrow I’ll have bags under my eyes, like I said, great more makeup to put on. I’m still not sleepy so, I’ll start going trough my walking closet to see what to wear for tomorrow or this morning. My walking closet is those you see on tv. The ones that are like another room, that’s how big it is. But you see half of it is full of my art supply, even though I have a space for storing them, the shed, it's my art studio. I still use half of my closet for them. 

    So, I am not those conceited rich girls that have a full walking closet of clothes. I also have shoes and purses, and backpacks in it. I go to the jeans section, and I see a skinny bleached one, I take that one. Then go to the shirt section and go trough them, I stop at a black and white strip sleeveless graphic crop top, I take that one. After choosing my clothes I go to the shoes sections, trying to choose between converses or boots. I’ll go with my black chunky high heel lace up combat boots. I put the close on the isle and went to bed, feeling tired.