Ashely P. O. V.
I woke up in the middle of the night when I felt nothing beside me.
Weirdly, it felt natural. I thought Jayson was in my room, right? or was he. I don’t know, but having the sexiest dream it felt real. In fact, it felt so real-the dream. Yet, I feel an ache between my thighs still? How is that possible if it was just a dream.
I shook my head and said it was a dream, nothing else.
“I don’t know about that,” I heard Envy giggle in my mind, and she knows something I don’t know.
“What do you mean, Envy?” I ask her.
She didn’t say anything, and I was not wasting any more energy speaking to her right now. But she knew something. I am curious about what she knows. But on the other hand, I am tired and need to get a little more sleep before my fIght tomorrow night. I need my beauty sleep to be all fresh in the morning for the fight tomorrow night. So I got early practice and training early in the morning.
I twisted on my side, grabbed my phone off my side dresser, grabbed the phone in my hand, and opened it up. I saw it was 5:30 am. I have training at 8:00 am. So, if I get a couple of hours of sleep. I feel fresh and ready for tonight’s fight.
I was still thinking about what was going on with Jayson and me. Then I was still thinking until my eyes landed on the side of the other side of my room, where I saw something I usually don’t turn on?
It was a little tiny light because I usually leave the side lamp by my bed, and it wasn’t on this time, but the light in the corner of my room.
“Oh right,” I said out into my darkroom but with the same tiny light that I didn’t know what was on?
Wait for a minute, if I didn’t turn on my little light in the corner of my room? So, how did that light come on?
So, something or someone was in my room when I was not home, or I was- I gasped, placed my hand over my chest, and felt my heart beating. That was when I realized I wasn’t alone when I came home, but now I am alone.
~”I am a bitch, and I am mother,
I am child, and I am lover,
I am sinner, and I am saint,” ~
I heard my phone alarm going off. So I set to get up on my phone. I used that ringtone to wake up, and I started waking up singing and dancing in my bed with me, lipping the lyrics.
I sat up in my bed and started yawning and stretching my arms.
I can feel my sex still sore and surprisingly aching pain.
“Oh, God, my poor legs are so sore,” I said while rubbing them.
That is when I try to get off the bed slowly. But my legs were shaking so bad and felt like jello. I thought I would fall on my face or on the floor.
I can’t believe him! I was dench with water all over me. Of course, I didn’t have extra clothes, but I did know they are all going to pay and
they will all be sorry!
Oh, come on Ashely your not going to do anything? If you did you everyone will know who you are?
Daisy Woods! the cage underground fighter. So, I just stand there and took what they gave me, I only did it so I won’t be caught and I am doing it for my mom.
I am so hurt, and I am wet and I am broken by what he is doing to me right now.
I can’t believe he is treating me like crap again. This freaking hurts. I want to die. Will, it feels like I am dying. Because I can feel my heart is shattering and breaking into tiny little pieces.
What I do, nothing.
I stand there and stare at the people that hate me and want nothing more to treat me like I am a disease.
I wanted to cry, but I told myself I would not cry over him and his cruelty. He’s a monster. He will never change.
Why do I have to fall in love with a man that’s nothing more than an evil, cruel monster.
So, here I am, standing in the cafeteria, standing right in front of over at Jayson and that bitch in his lap, kissing all over him with a fucking smug look on her face.
Just last couple of days ago, he was kissing me and holding me in his arms, bringing me more pleasure I could ask for. But here I am with my heart in his hands, squeezing the life out of it. I felt the pain when I saw him touching and kissing and smiling down at the evil witch, Amilia.
I wanted to knock that bitch off his lap and ring her skinny little neck. But what about the time we were together and the time he was treating me differently. I thought he would at least treat me more likable than he was before since we started high school. But I was wrong. I didn’t realize how wrong I would be…
“Why would he want you then he can have me,” I heard that bitch smirking in his lap and everyone around us laughing.
I saw Jayson; he had a smirk on his lips.
“You know what, Williams, why won’t you do us all a favor?”
I heard someone else say Mary-Ann or Mary-Beth; I don’t know her name, but I know she is friends with Amilia and the other bitches in the popular group.
When I looked over at Jayson, I gave him a look saying with an expression on my face.
Please, Jas, don’t let them talk me this way and treat me like this; I am your mate?” I told him with my eyes, but Jayson ignore it and had a big smirk on his lips. Then something worse happened. He started changing his expression to something dark and hateful.
” Why would I want someone like you a nobody, crazy psychopath loser huh?” Then he drops Amiliea on her ass. I almost laughed when I saw her face. But I held back when I saw her stare up at Jayson.
But what he did next is. He walked up toward me, grabbed me around the waist, and grabbed the back of my head.
I gasped when he didn’t let go of my head, and my hair was caught in his fist.
I didn’t want to show him and the people surrounding me and watching what was going down what he was fisting my hair into his hands.
I need to put some space between us. I am not going to let him know he is getting to me. But even though I am in a lot of pain right now with the pull and tightness from my hair.
He is so close to my face. I don’t want to be around this Jayson Woods, and I like the sweet and ornery and flirting man.
I will not show him and these stupid morons who worship the ground Jayson walk on. I rolled my eyes. But it was inside my mind when I did it.
” Get into your fucking skull Williams, I. Do. Not. Want. You,” He said close to my face and then he say.
And. I . Will. Never. Do.” He said with a hateful expression on his face and then he shovel my shoulder and pushed me away. I almost fell on my ass. But I caught myself before I fell to the ground.
That is when I took two steps back away from him. So, I have at least a couple of feet away from this angry monster. I should have never come today if I knew he would be a cruel asshole today. I would have stayed in bed and gotten more sleep. Because tonight is a match I am fighting for a lot of money.
$5, 000. 00 dollars for each match tonight. If I win tonight, then the last one will be my last of this month.
But somehow I have been feeling weak? I don’t know why I am feeling this way?
.
Then again, I should get more sleep at night. You are supposed to get eight hours asleep a night. But I am only getting like five hours asleep a night. I am having a hard time sleeping especially dreaming about being with my torturer and/ mate. So, I am can feel my eyes are baggy. I can feel the baggy’s dropping under my eyes and I need to make sure I get my beauty sleep and have no baggy’s under my eyes anymore.
I kept walking to the door and I walked out.
I heard them laughing and I heard my name called, well not my real name.
“Hey crazy, loser,” I heard a male voice at first I thought he was right behind me following me? But no, he wasn’t following me. He was at the table and he wanted me to turn back around and listen to someone dissing me and treating me like I am nothing but mud under their feet.
Yeah, they’re right I am nothing but a crazy, Loser and nobody likes me. It has to be true.
I wish I could tell him I am his mate? But. There a but people. I know he hates me but he wants me at the same time? He confused I do know because I am too.
Maybe there is a way we could be together but be you know not noticed?
No!
No!
No!
No, get that out of your head Ashely, my inner voice told me.
I should never think about being in a secert relationship with him in that kind of manner. But he is an asshole, and he doesn’t deserve me.
I am not stupid. I can’t believe I almost try to tell him I was his mate. That was a close one. But I didn’t because one, I was afraif how and what he treats me and he frightens me.
But Instead of telling him off then nothing. I didn’t do anything. So, I stared into his eyes, waiting and watching for him to return to me from the guy a couple of days ago. Then, finally, the sweet and loving person who wanted to be around me treated me like a human being a long time ago.
I didn’t want this man, not this monster and evil empty asshole that hates me. I don’t know this man.