Counting Stars

16 year old Lela Hemmings has never felt real love. Her father died when she was 15 and her mother died giving birth to Lela. Lela lives with her Aunt. She is depressed, insecure, and shy. She walks the halls with her head down and her mouth shut. She is bullied though. Pushed. Laughed at. Judged. Due to her shyness, she literally doesn't talk to people. At all. As a result, she is afraid to stand up for herself. Then someone walked into her life. She didn't want them to stay, but she didn't want them to leave. Can someone as simple as a person, as simple as a boy, change her life?


23. Oh God No....

Oh God No...


I walk out of my room into the living room.

"Is he still not back?" I ask my aunt. She looks up.

"No, maybe he is at his house. You were both mad. Just let him cool down." She replies.

We had just gotten into an argument. He started asking me questions and I yelled at him. I know I shouldn't have snapped, but I did tell him I don't like talking about my past.

The last thing I said to him was, I hate you.

It was a huge fight. It was just in the moment.

He left. He walked out of the house.

My phone snaps me out of my thoughts and into reality.

"Hello?" I say into the phone.

All I hear is cries.

"Hello!?" I say starting to get worried. It was Emily that called.

"Ash- Ashton, wa- was in an accid-ent." She stutters. 

I could feel every nerve in my body go numb. Every feeling in me had just gone away. My body felt morbidly cold. Frozen. And the quilt set in.

"He- he is at th-the hospital!" She cries.

I drop the phone.

"We got to go. Hospital. Now." I manage. My aunt stands up and we get in the car.

All I am thinking is,

Ashton, please don't be dead...

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