Note: I'd make this story longer, but I've lost where I'm going with it- I know, that happens a lot and I'm terribly sorry, so this is unfortunately the last chapter. Thank you to everyone who read and review, and make sure to read my other TSLOTAT story, 'You and me.' It doesn't just focus on Anne, Ashley and Amy are going to be in it a lot too. Ha.
Rating; T-M.
Title; Breathe Honesty.
Final Chapter.
Things had settled down at the Jurgen's house. Once the news was out, there was no doubt George wanted to kill Bob, and there wasn't a doubt that even Ricky didn't want to kill him, but after some talking down, they came to their senses.
Running a hand through her hair, Ashley Jurgen's sat on the steps of her front porch. So much has happened lately, so much she was too young to understand, let alone want to understand. And then, there's just so much more she couldn't.
Licking her lips, she stared out deeply, eyes pouring with tears as her body shook. She didn't want to feel like this, but she couldn't help it. Her heart ached, despite everyone finally knowing. I think that was the worst part for this young girl. The fact that everyone knows, and no longer sees her as Ashley Jurgen's, the girl with the pregnant sister, but Ashley Jurgen's, the girl with the pregnant sister, who's baby daddy's father, raped her.
A door opening and closing brought her from her thoughts, but she didn't turn around. She just didn't have the energy. As an arm draped around her shoulder, she watched her dad sit down from the corner of her eye. "How you doin' kiddo?"
She shrugs, pushing her bangs away from her face as she wiped furiously at her eyes. She hated this. She hated being so weak, she thought it was purely disgusting. Her father sighed sadly, kissing the side of her head. She grimaced, but placed on a slight smile anyway. It was the least she could do.
Giving her shoulder a light squeeze, he said nothing as he stood to his feet, leaving the young girl to herself and heading inside. Brushing off her jeans, she stood and headed back inside her house. I guess for now, she'd just have to learn to deal.
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The school hallways were crowded as usual, but what stood out to Ashley was all of them pointing and staring at her, whispering blatantly in front of her face. She felt her stomach lurch as she swallowed the lump in her throat and pushes past them, head down with her sister clutched to her arm. Leaning over, Ashley whispers something into the brunette's air.
"I'm going to talk to Kathleen. I think I should thank her, ya' know?"
Giving her a nod of approval, Amy lets go of Ashley's arm, and watches as she disappear into the sea of grant high students. Well, this should be interesting.
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"I should've said it before, but with everything going on-" She stops as the blond puts up a hand, shaking her head.
"It's not needed. I understand completely."
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Her mother and her are standing face-to-face in the kitchen with no words said. Everything comes from their body language as the red head scoots closer, pulling her young daughter into a hug, and holding her as her body shakes and her bottom lip quivers with hot tears that won't fall.
"Bad day?" She nods, silent.
Anne sucks in a breath, as one thought enters her heads.
Fucking teenagers.
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Adrianne Lee had never expected to show up at the Jurgen's house, yet here she was, in clad pajamas, at around 7 at night. Her heart is lodged in her throat, and she's wringing her hands together in a nervous fashion, listening as the trudging of footsteps grow closer.
The door flies open, she breathes a sigh of relief as it's the one she wants to see. As the young Jurgen's girl scratches her head in confusion, she opens the door wider and watches as Adrianne steps inside, muttering a small thank you.
"I know it's kind of weird, me just showing up here and all, but I uh...wanted to see how you were. I know with school and everything, it must've been hard." Her voice portrays honesty that Ashley never would've expected to come from her. She sighs sadly, and gives off a small but sincere smile.
"Thanks." She whispers, voice raspy. "I...I'm okay."
"Okay well uh, I'm here...If you need me. I'm here, if you don't."
She nods, watching as the Latina girl turns to leave. Muttering a small 'goodbye,' she slips out of the door as Ashley closes it behind her, leaning against it, and biting down hard on her lip.
As awkward as that was, she couldn't help but feel some comfort in all of that.
Somewhere.
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She didn't expect for everything to go back to normal. She wasn't asking for it too, and she knew no matter what happened that it wouldn't. Laying in bed, she let the darkness succumb her with one last thought in her head.
It's better now that you can see, you breathe honesty.
End.