Authors note: I don't own anybody.
Oh yeah, thanks to everybody for the reviews. I know what most of you are thinking oh she's pregnant…but like I said everything's not as it seems.
Oh yeah and Ashley. I know it's called Bulimic when you throw up after a meal…but Paige doesn't know that.
Sorry for the short chapter, the next one will be longer.
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Ashley's Pov
"You can go now." I sipped the water that he gave me.
"No…Ash, your sick." I looked up at him.
"I'm not sick Craig, I didn't eat breakfast this morning that's all." I lied. Lying had never been one of my strong points.
"You never eat breakfast." Craig arched his eyebrow.
Damn, he caught me.
"Look, I'm not sick Craig, I'm fine. Now if you don't mind I'd like to be alone." I watched as his face fell. I felt bad, this wasn't me, and I'd never act like this, what was going on?
"I'm sorry…I've just been having a hard time lately." I confessed as I watched him sit down on the couch next to me.
"It's okay, Ash." He kissed me on my forehead. Why was he being so nice? Why was he taking all of the bad treatment I've been giving him?
"I'm going to get some sleep okay." Lately that's all I'd ever do.
"I guess I'll go." He got up.
"Go where? You can't go to back home, and I know your not going back to school."
"Yeah…I can, it's lunch time."
"Whatever you say."
"So I'll call you later." He offered.
"Sure." I yawned; I was too tired to talk. I watched as he walked out my house. I closed my eyes and started to think. What was wrong with me, I've been snapping at people, I've never felt so weak, all I do is sleep and throw up, and on top of that I'm beginning to forget things.
Am I Pregnant? No…I couldn't be. Do I have Cancer? Ha! Good one, I couldn't get cancer…I don't want cancer, my life would be over. If I did, Craig and my family would have to watch me die, every piece of me will wither away day by day. Ash! Get a hold of yourself. You could never be pregnant or have cancer! Those things couldn't happen though…right?