The alarm blared and I shot upwards, the alarm had startled me. I was glad I didn't have work today, but I still needed to run errands. I shook off my tired state and walked to the bathroom to take a shower. Once I was done I threw on shorts and a red t-shirt. I then dried and brushed my waist-length blonde hair. Then I applied eyeliner and mascara around my bright blue eyes. I took one last look in the mirror and rushed to the kitchen to grab a piece of toast. I put the bread in the toaster and then pulled on my worn black converse. The bread popped out of the toaster making me jump. I took it from the machine and ate it quickly. I then grabbed my purse and my phone (that I had recently bought). I walked out the door, locked it and hopped in the nice car the orphanage bought for me. And took off to the grocery store.
When I arrived at the store there were kids running around,worried parents, bored teens and tired workers. It was chaotic. Just to amuse myself I counted all the kids that were whining to their parents about an Item they wanted, Is that cruel? Whatever, who cares. I walked through the aisles while holding onto my shopping list tightly. I grabbed the things I needed and other things that I wanted. All while playing my cruel little game. Once I was done with my shopping I walked up to the busy cashier who was sweating and looked tired. But she scanned my items anyway. I handed her the money while counting my last whining kid. 32 was My finishing number. I walked out into the sea of cars and tried to find mine. Once I found it I stuffed the groceries in the trunk and drove home.
I walked up to my apartment door and fiddled with my purse looking for my key. But couldn't find it.
"Shit." I muttered to myself. Out of all the things I could forget. I fiddled with the door handle and shuttered it. With my little tantrum I kicked the door really, really hard.
"Fuck! That hurt!" I shouted.
"What was that?" Someone said. I turned to see who it was, castiel... I thought.
"Are you stalking me or something?" I said.
"You wish." Castiel said laughing.
"Whatever, What are you doing here anyway?" I asked.
"I live here." He said flatly.
"Oh, me too." I said quietly. I put my back up against the door and sat down.
"So, Why were you kicking the door?" Castiel asked.
"I left my keys inside and locked my door." I said.
"So you kicked the door? What did it ever do to you?" Castiel said while laughing.
"I was angry okay!" I said defensively.
"I know I could tell." He said.
"If your just going to sit here and insult me then get lost!" I shouted. I pulled my knees up to my chest and set my head down.
Just when I thought things were going good, now the food is going to spoil and I don't have a place to sleep tonight! I thought
"Hey ashlyn, I-Im sorry, I thought you could use a laugh. You can stay at my place If you want." Castiel said slowly.
"I barely even know you!" I said.
"I can't just let you sleep outside." He said.
"Since when are you a gentlemen?" I asked.
"Im in a good mood today." He said.
"You? In a good mood?" I asked
"On the rare occasion." Castiel said while holding his hand out to me. I took It and stood up.
"Thank you." I said.
"It's Fine." Castiel said
He walked to the door next to mine while I picked up the groceries on the ground. I walked inside his apartment. It was much bigger than mine. It was very nice. I set the groceries on what I assumed was the kitchen counter.
"Im going to go see If my balcony is unlocked." I said while rushing over to his back door.
"Okay." Castiel responded.
I opened the sliding door and grabbed onto the railing of his balcony. I threw my leg over, then the other and stood on the railing. I jumped over the space between mine and his and crashed onto the concrete ground. It hurt but I got up anyway. I tried to open the door but It was also locked. I groaned. I got on top of my railing and jumped back to the other side. But this time I landed it Castiels arms standing upright. Still shocked, I backed away and tripped on the edge of the railing. My hand was grabbed just after my feet lifted off the ground. And I was pulled back onto the ground.
"Thank you." I said.
"Don't mention it, It take it that the back door is also locked."
"Yea, Im sorry." I said.
"Don't be, It happens to everyone at some point." Castiel said.
"Thanks Again, It really means a lot." I said.
"Like I said, Don't mention it." Castiel said. Thats when I realized we were still very close to eachother. I quickly backed away.
"Uhh, I'm gonna put the groceries away so they don't go bad." I said nervously.
I left castiel on the balcony and walked to the kitchen. I put away the groceries while singing a tune that was stuck in my head. Once I was done I saw a guitar over in the corner and walked over to play the tune. I picked up the red guitar and strummed the chords while singing.
Living in a world so cold, wasting away.
Where have you been? Oh how Ive missed you.
Ive been counting the days since you've been gone.
Please don't leave again, I don't know If I can take it.
But again promises are meant to be broken.
Now I'm left behind.
And now I'm losing my mind.
I begged you to stay.
For my own sanity.
Look where I am now.
Sad and lost with nowhere to turn.
Please come back.
I need you here.
I know you'll leave again.
But temporary happiness is better than nothing.
So please come back, the cold is getting harder and harder to bear.
Please come home.
I strummed the last chord and was pleased with what I had come up with but It needed work.
"Whos that about?" Castiel said.
"Castiel! I thought you were outside." I said.
"I was, Until I heard you singing. You are really good. Maybe even better than Lysander." Castiel said.
"Really? Who is that?" I asked
"Do you remember the guy with me at the store the first time we met?" Castiel asked. I nodded.
"Thats him. Hes the singer of the band I'm in." Castiel explained.
"Oh cool." I said flatly.
"But seriously who is that about?" Castiel asked.
"Look, there are some things I can't tell you yet. I just met you. Im sorry." I said.
"Its Fine, Everyone has their secrets Ashlyn, Some are bigger than others.
