The storm raged on outside as the rain battered the windows and the thunder shook the mansion to its core. Ashley sat in the darkness of her room as she flicked on her lamp and dumped the pictures of her and Spencer onto the bed. She cried as she looked through all the pictures of them happy as can be. Why did she have to fuck it all up? Why couldn't she have just been there for Spencer when her brother died? Why did she always run to Aiden? Those were the questions going through her head as she grabbed a lighter and a bowl, she threw the pictures in and the lighter and watched as they all burned. She couldn't bare the look at them anymore and the constant reminder that she would never be that happy ever again.
Ashley waits till the fire is out before disappearing into her bathroom to grab an old friend; she pushes her sleeves up and takes the razor blade sliding it across her arms with ease. She inhales as the blade slices her skin and watches as the blood drips all over her floor. She wiped away her tears angrily as she threw the razor across the room and sunk down onto the floor as her tears took over.
Kyla's heart broke as she listened to her sister cry, she didn't know what to do to help and it was killing her inside. She tried talking to Spencer but it didn't go so well. She knew deep her heart that they belonged together but she didn't know how to fix the situation. She jumped when the kitchen door flew open and Ashley walked in. Kyla gasped when she saw the blood pouring from her sister's arms. "Ashley," she whispered as she grabbed paper towels and began dabbing at her arms. "What did you do?"
Ashley didn't seem to notice her sister was even there as she scanned the kitchen as if she was searching for something.
"Ashley answer me," Kyla pleaded.
Ashley blinked a few times as her eyes adjusted to the light, "Kyla," she whispered.
Kyla noticed how hoarse her voice sounded and suppressed a cry, "Ashley why did you do this?"
Ashley walked pass her towards the liquor cabinet and pulled out two full bottles of vodka before turning on her heels and walking out of the kitchen.
"Ashley!" Kyla screamed as the door to the kitchen swung shut.
Ashley closed and locked her door before sitting on her bed and taking a long gulp from the vodka bottle, she cringed as it went down her throat. She couldn't stand the pain and wanted for just a split second to forget it.