Hey everyone! Sorry its been so long again but I'm back with two new chapters to make up for the wait. Thanks to Craig-Ashley website that featured this fan fic! (I couldn't write the web address in here) but thanks! And please review these lastest chapters! I'm always looking for feedback!

Loud angsty girl rock blasted as Ashley speed down the highway on her way home. She was just 20 minutes outside of Toronto and about 4 hours late for various meetings with vendors to finalize everything for Darcy's wedding. She had gotten so carried away with running way that she had overslept at Ellie and Sean's earlier this morning. She thought maybe heading to Wasaga would give her some clarity on what to do about Craig but no matter what she still felt the same way. She was mad. She was angry. Oddly enough she still wondered if Craig was okay.

The words from Ellie's mouth kept echoing in her head as she drove. This time around you didn't even hear his side of the story. You ran before he could even explain himself. I'm not saying what he did was right but if you really care about him like you say you do, the least you can do is hear him out."

Maybe she had reacted too harshly. Maybe she did need to hear his side of the story. She turned off the radio which was starting to get on her nerves and took a long sip from her bottle of water. All of this was crazy she thought. It had always been crazy and dysfunctional but in her heart she wanted to be with Craig. She always had.

"You've always been in the back in the back of his mind. You've always had his heart. Even when you where 5,000 miles away."

She remembered Ellie sending her emails and calling her begging her to talk to a depressed Craig the summer she left for England. She had never ever addressed it with him but she was pretty sure their break up put him over the edge the first time causing him to run away from home and wander the streets so many years ago.

Her mind went back to the very last time she left him in were coming back from the hospital where he had just had his stomach pumped for an overdose.

Ashley slammed the hotel room door shut.

"Craig I can't do this anymore!" she shouted.

"Ashley! You're overacting! It was nothing!" he yelled back.

"Nothing? You had your stomach pumped! You flat lined! I was scared out of my mind. I thought you were going to die!" she screamed.

"It was nothing! Just a bad batch." he added all causally sitting on the nearby couch.

"Listen to yourself! I can't do this. I can't. I'm going home Craig. Jimmy's coming to pick me up in a little bit," she said sobbing packing her things.

"Jimmy?! My so called best friend Jimmy? This whole time he wasn't here to visit. He was here trying to get you back!" he said shocked.

"It wasn't like that. Jimmy loves me. He's got his life together." she explained.

"So this whole time everything between us has been a lie?" Craig asked raising his voice.

She was silent. "No. I love you but if you really loved me you wouldn't be putting me through hell constantly. Jimmy can take care of me. You're never going to change. I love you but I can't... I can't do this anymore!"

"You're supposed to be the love of my life. You're supposed to be my best friend. If I need help so bad then why are you abandoning me? Okay so things have been a little crazy but Jimmy is just an easy way out. Just London was an easy way out. If I need help like you say, if you love me than stay. Why won't you stay?

" I just can't be with you anymore!" she cried.

"I love you. Don't leave." he cried as she headed towards the door. He broke down crying.

"Goodbye," she mumbled trying to hold back her own tears.

Looking back she wasn't proud of herself that day. He was right. Jimmy was an easy way out. An excuse not to deal with everything.

Joey had called her the following week and revealed that Craig had tried to commit suicide a few days later. She hated herself for running. She had always ran when things had gotten hard and here she was doing it all over again. Craig had never once ran from her in fact he had always chased her.

She remembered back to the beginning of high school when all her friends had abandoned her because of her taking ecstasy. Craig was one of the few people that actually befriended her despite everything. She smiled. She thought of the first time she saw him walking around looking all goofy and aloof with Sean on the first day of school. Most guys didn't bother giving her the time of day because of the way she looked but still he wanted to get to know her. He made her laugh and made her feel beautiful. They would talk for hours about everything from music to photography. He didn't care what she had done the year before. He was interested in what she had to say and liked her for who she was. He was always trying to cheer her up and make her feel better. Even when she was bitter and mean he still loved her. So why did she always pushing away?

But so many times he had screwed things up. Maybe it was silly to believe they would make it work after everything that happened over the years. Maybe it was too late. She gripped the steering wheel harder as she tried to hold back her tears. She couldn't let everyone see her this way. How was she going to keep it together during Spinner and Darcy's wedding? She was glad for her friends but she wanted to be happy too. How could she stand seeing them get married when she was losing the love of her life? She wiped her eyes. "I can't lose him. I can't lose Craig," she said out loud.

The sounds of plates and various things being moved distracted Craig as he played his guitar. "God does everything have to so fucking loud! I'm trying to fucking practice here!" he yelled. The priest officiating Darcy and Spinner's wedding glared at him. "Sorry," he yelled in a sarcastic tone. Paige shook her head and carefully approached him. "Hun, can you try to be a little more discreet with the language? Clergy in the midst! Hello!" she shrieked. Paige's voice seemed to be even more annoying than usual. "Heard anything from Ashley?" he asked looking off into space and drinking a Coke. "No. I called Toby and apparently she's not answering anyone's calls. Not even Kate's," she added. Not good. Not good at all. he thought. "I just hope she's okay. I can understand her not wanting to talk to me but you guys and her family. This isn't like her at all," he explained.

It had been almost 24 hours and no one had heard anything from Ashley. Craig tried not to assume the worst but what if she was hurt or had a horrible car wreck? The thought of not being able to see her again was really tearing him apart but he had to be strong. There was a possibility it was finally over between them. "I'm sure Ashley is fine. Take a break, eat something... take your mind off things," Paige suggested walking back into The Dot.

Craig began to strumming "Don't Bother Me" by The Beatles. He began to sing:

I know I'll never be the same
If I don't get her back again
because I know she'll always be
The only girl for me

He kept playing repeating the lyrics. The words and rhythm of the song came naturally to him. He wanted Ashley back so badly, he had always wanted her but in some ways she had become an obsession. He had made himself so sick the previous night thinking of her that he could barely sleep or even eat. Was this all really worth it? She didn't want to have anything to do with him so why was he making himself so miserable over her? He sat down the guitar and rubbed his hands over his face taking a seat on a tree stump. In fact there was probably no accident or no good explanation as to why Ashley had disappeared. She was probably just fine off somewhere wallowing in how awful a person he was to her he thought. If she really cared and loved him she would have at least listened to his side of the story. Didn't she know the only person he ever wanted to marry had been her or how hard it was to deal with everything? She didn't want to have anything to do with him so why was he making himself so miserable over her?

"Do you want to be left alone?" someone said softly.

He knew that voice. He knew it well. He turned around and as he suspected it was her. He was mad for thinking how gorgeous she looked. He was upset at himself for thinking how he wanted to grab her and kiss her and hoping everything would be magically okay. Unfortunately it wasn't that simple. He could hear Paige and Marco approaching from far away but he kept staring at Ashley. "Don't Bother Me from The Beatles right?" she asked.

He continued to look at her wanting her to say something else. Perhaps, I'm sorry. Anything but useless banter. Just something to let him know she at least cared. She looked down at her feet like she always did when she didn't know what to say. Say something. He thought still staring.

"Ash! Thank God you're okay! We were so worried!" Paige said as both her and Marco hugged her. "Why didn't you call. We were worried?" Marco asked. "I'm sorry I was just..."

"Being Ashley," Craig added cynically breaking the silence. Marco raised an eyebrow. "I'm sorry but I just needed to get away. I just went to Wasaga. I left my phone. Its not a big deal," she added a little irritated. How could she be so nonchalant about everything. " Well I guess they don't have phones in Wasaga now do they?" he asked sarcastically. "C'mon Craig just let it go. The past two days have been stressful on all of us," Paige said. "Paige please! It may not be a big deal to you Ashley but your family and friends were worried sick! I was up all night worried something awful had happened to you! You could have at least called!" he shouted. "I'm sorry. What else do you want me to say?" she replied getting upset. "Maybe that you give a damn about someone other than yourself for once!"

"I'm sorry," she mumbled starting to cry.

"Well I'm sorry too. Paige I can't do this. Tell Spinner and Darcy that I won't be able to perform at their wedding," he replied grabbing his things and heading to his car. "What?!" Paige said as he stormed off. "Craig! Don't you think your being a little overdramatic? I'm the one was betrayed!" Ashley yelled back. "Well now you know how it feels. I'm done Ashley. I'm done with you and I'm done with Toronto," he shouted forcefully opening his car door.

"Craig, c'mon, you don't mean that buddy! Don't go!" Marco said chasing him. "No Marco! You're not the one who should chasing after me," he said turning around looking at her. Ashley just stood there motionless. She didn't love him. She didn't care at all. It was gonna be hard but he could live without her. He had done it before and he could do it again. He had to get out of Toronto and away from Ashley for good.