violence vs reality

I was born and raised in Southern California, my dad is Australia and my mom was born in Tennessee. I'm 17 years old, my family is rich, well in a way they are. I get abused by my parents all the time, they threaten me if I ever told anyone I'd get it. Get it? What does that even mean? Does it mean that they'll kill me? Well I don't know, I really hate my life at the moment, my boyfriend well... His name is Drake and he's a controlling type, if I don’t do anything he says well bad things happen. Hi there, I'm Ashton this is my story.


26. back to L.A.

Today Justin and I are heading home, I had a lovely time in Canada, the country my man is from, his family are such delight, they have made me feel so welcome, it’s been a pleasure to spend basically a week with Justin’s other half of the family, it’s been such wonderful. Jeremy, Justin’s dad adores me, that’s like the first Justin’s dad has liked anyone of his girlfriends, I’ve felt like I’ve made him proud to not be like his ex-girlfriends. Kenny and Scooter got another car just to help fit majority of the baby stuff we had brought, I didn’t realize how much we had spent, we agreed to buy most of it back in Los Angeles, but I guess we broke that rule. We said our goodbyes and thank yous and left for the car Moshe was driving once again, but he’s entertaining at times.  I wanted to sleep as its like a long drive to Toronto, but you know it’s longer ride back to L.A on the plane so I should just chill out a bit. Moshe started to drive off and started putting random music on, what the heck is this music, like really? Old in day stuff, not my jam. “Moshe, chuck on some good stuff,” Justin had said, I swear he can read my thoughts sometimes, or…. Maybe ;) Moshe put on some other stuff, he put on some Bon Jovi, oh I can handle this, I try to groove along, but of course Justin wasn’t trying to control himself and his laughter, so I immediately stopped. “You have to kill the moment don’t you babe,” I said, I was joking of course, but what they hey, I kissed his cheek and told him I loved him, he’s amazing.


We finally arrived in L.A, we saw Pattie she was beautiful, man why can’t I look as gorgeous as she does, now I know where Justin gets his good looks from, I giggle at the thought of that, a mommies boy. I was so exhausted, I just wanted to curl up in bed with some soothing music on, that will help me rest and have a good night sleep. Pattie was about to talk, but I interrupted her, “hello Pattie,” I yawned, “wow, you look tired, are you okay,” she asked concerned, I wasn’t okay, I wanted this child out of me now, I want a goodnight sleep, I am hungry and soon enough I’m going to get really cranky.  I’m a little jet lagged, but who wouldn’t after flying across the continent, “oh,” I blinked and continued to talk, “no, I’m fine I guess, I just want to go home and fall onto the bed and sleep for hours,” she laughed at what I said, oh dear she knows how I feel and I’m glad. Justin held me close, and as soon as we got to the car, he helped me in. He’s such a gentleman, I love him like this, I yawn again and basically collapse on Justin’s lap and fall asleep.


Justin’s Pov

As we landed, I knew for a fact that Ashton was over the whole pregnancy idea, she’s tired all the time, I couldn’t imagine being in that position, the thought of being a women at the moment would kill me, I’m glad I don’t have to go through that, in a way I would rather have me be in all this dreadful pain than my girlfriend. I stroked her hair, helping her sleep a bit, she told me that me playing and stroking her hair makes her fall asleep, that’s the cutest thing ever, I’m glad I have that sort of effect on her. When she bites her lip, it’s a complete effect on me, I’ve never told anyone because it does kind of a turn on, you know? It’s just so damn cute. Mom began to speak to me like a whisper so she doesn’t wake Ashton up, “how was Canada Justin?” she asked. Well Canada, was a disastrous, no I’m kidding it was wicked.  I began to talk, “it was really good mom, it was nerve breaking telling everyone I’m going to be a dad, but we are accepted and dad seems fond of Ashton, which is so exciting!’” I was full of excitement, not once has dad approved any of my girlfriends and now he has, he is complete all fore Ashton and I’m so freaking glad, she makes me happy so bad, it’s unreal, it feels like I’m living a fairy tale half of the time because of how much she means to me. “I’m glad you had fun son, and she’s well accepted into this family,” my mother carried on talking, “thanks mom,” I said.


We arrived home 20 mins later, it was exhausting but it was great fun. Ashton was still sleeping and she needed to rest, so I carried her bridal style up to our bedroom and I laid her down, she looked like the most beautiful princess I have ever seen, she’s just amazingly cute when she’s asleep.  I whispered to her, “my favorite, my favorite, my favorite girl, my favorite girl,” yeah, my song lyrics, because I can be cute at times. I found some new clean clothes and had a quick shower and laid down with her, I whispered “I love you, Ashton.”

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