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James's POV

He's getting on my nerves right now. He isn't trusting us which isn't good. Who was that man this morning? And why did Ashley ignore me?

"What's on your mind?" Maria asked me.

"Ashley is acting strange" I told her.

"Yeah, I noticed that too, it's like he's acting little while he's actually big"

"It's because he is, he's lying to me and Ivan"

"What about?"

"I don't fucking know, I'm going to find out though"

"Alright little one" Maria poked my cheek.

"Not little" I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Oh yeah?" She poked my cheek again.

"Y-yeah"

"I think you are"

"NO" I screeched as she started tickling me.

How dare she know my weaknesses.

"Hey Ashley can I hang out today?" I asked him before he got out of the building.

"Um sure"

We got out and Ashley stood still. I looked at him and his eyes are wide in fear. I tried to pinpoint to where he was looking but I have no idea.

"Ashley, James, want me to drive you home?" I heard Ivan.

"Cmon Ash" I grabbed his arm.

"N-no it's fine, I already have a ride" he stuttered out than ran.

I watched him and he got in the truck that was at his house this morning. I walked over to Ivan's car and leaned on it.

"What's up with Ash?" Ivan asked

"No idea" I shook my head before getting in Ivan's car.


Ashley's POV

"You worthless piece of shit!" My dad threw me inside.

I fell to the ground trying to not cry. Why isn't my mom here? This was a shitty day to work over time.

"Fucking fatass" he bent down and shoved his fingers in my mouth.

I tried to not puke but I failed when he pushed in further. He kept going till I was dry heaving.

"Clean this shit up now" he kicked my stomach.

I quickly got up and went to the closet to clean up my puke. As I cleaned the someone knocked on the door.

"Who the fuck is that?" My dad gripped my hair.

"I-I don't know"

"Well fucking answer it and tell them to fuck off"

I got up from the ground and opened the door seeing James.

"Are you okay?" James asked.

I looked over to my dad and he has a nasty look on his face. I looked back at James and nodded.

"Ashley, tell me the truth" he tried coming in.

"My hamster died and I just want to be alone right now" I lied.

"You don't have a hamster, let me in" He tried pushing his way through.

"N-no, get out" I fought him

"Now Ashley, let me in"

"I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT YOU FUCKING BITCH"

I finally pushed him out and closed the door locking it. I didn't mean that. I didn't mean it when I called him a bitch. I panicked. What if he's going to hate me now?

My dad came up to me and started beating the shit out of me. I fell to the ground letting it happen.


"Morning Ash" my mom greeted me as I walked out of my room "are you going to be big today?"

I shrugged and sat at the breakfast island.

"I haven't seen you wear that since your break from Robin"

"I just wanted to look more masculine I guess"

"Why? You're not being bullied into doing this are you?"

"No, nothing like that, I just want to feel a little bit from the pass" I gave her a fake smile.

"Alright" she gave me a skeptical look.

I grabbed a grape from the fruit bowl and stared at it. I can't eat this, I can't eat anything. Shit.

I quickly got up and ran to the bathroom throwing up in the toilet.

"Ashley are you alright?" My mom came in.

I nodded and threw up more.

"You're going to stay home"

"Mom I'm fine, please don't make me stay home" I started to cry.

"Ashley, you haven't thrown up this early in the day since Jared, I want you so stay home"

"Please don't make me stay home" I grabbed her leg crying more.

"Okay fine, but I'm going to make sure that Ivan and James keep a close eye on you"

I nodded and my mom kissed my head walking away. I got up from the floor and flushed. I rebrushed my teeth before leaving the house.

At the corner of my bus stop my dads truck was there. Well shit.

Sighing I went to his truck and got in.

"You look like shit" my dad commented.

"I threw up before I came out" I told him.

"Good, you're fat enough" he started the truck and started driving.

As he drove his hand was on my thigh really close to my dick. I just have to ignore it, if I say or do anything I'll get hurt.

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