❀I'm A Trainwreck❀

P A R T F O R T Y T W O

✰ Ashland's POV: ✰

It's finally the month of October! Hardy had come out with his album, A ROCK, back last month in September; the reviews on the song we have on it has been very good, which definitely boosts up my confidence. Even though me and him have our shitty past and everything, that song is something that will always stick with me no matter what. Even if me and Michael aren't on good terms.

The day when the album dropped, J was definitely acting strange- now he could've been acting that way for a whole different factor, but for some dumb reason, the only conclusion that made sense to me was that he was ticked off since there was a duet between me and Mike on there. It's far fetched, yes, but it made sense to me.

His mood has been so bad to the point that he's been avoiding me which definitely hurts. I'm literally due in January to give birth to our twins. He can't just fucking dip out on all of this stuff now. Being six months pregnant is no fucking walk in the park, I've told him this and he still wants to stay behind for extra hours in the studio. It's not easy on me at all.

My due date is on January 3rd, but with all the immense stress I've been going through the last few weeks, it wouldn't shock me if I were to go into preterm labor because of everything that's been going on. Being strong is something we all can do, but there's only so much one person can take and I feel as if I'm about to be at my breaking point...

Another sad thing about Jon not being home at all is that the only company I really have is Whitley and Dolly, but they aren't too easy to have a conversation with since they are animals; honestly, sometimes I wish that the twins were already here in the real world because then it wouldn't feel so lonely so home..

Since there wasn't anything to do around the house since it was damn near spotless, I took it upon myself to start watching tv- Virgin River to be exact. I left off on episode seven and never got around to watching it since everything has been going ninety to nothing, between J doing whatever in the hell he's been doing, the gender reveal that happened back in August- oh, and the rough argument that me and him got into last week.

Last week, my temper was flaring up badly and so I basically just snapped on him and asked him why he was always staying late at the studio. It was so hard just sitting back, biting my tongue, and letting my mind go to war every single time I'd see him walk out the door to go to the recording studio. It got to the point that I hit my breaking point inside of my own mind. It just hurts that I even thought of saying the not so nice things that I did to someone that means the whole world to me...

Flashback to the argument the two had last week:

"But you're literally always staying late at the studio; why is that?" I asked, genuinely concerned that Jon was overworking himself.

"I know, baby girl, I hate staying late at work, but the songs won't write, record, and produce themselves. I want to be home with you and the pups, but when Kerri and Jody want me to be in the studio, then it's best I get my ass there. It won't be as late as last time.." J muttered, looking down at me with his soft eyes.

"But- no! No way, you said that the last five times and yet you're still coming back home at ten o'clock at night. It isn't fair that they are working you so much! Why can't you just tell them that you need just at least a day off?" I snapped, the last thing I had asked coming out a lot more ruder than intended.