Forever Young

"It was the first kiss and the first time I felt connected to anything."


32. Chapter 32

Eve's POV:

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.


No no no no no.

"Ashton." I whisper into the next room.

"Ashton, come out here now."


"I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE EVE!" My dad screams from outside of the door.


"Shit, Ashton come in here." I whisper louder, he walks into the room.

"What? What? What's wrong?" He asks startled.

"My dad."

"Your dad?"

"My dad is here."

"What?" His eyes widen.


"EVELYN!" My dad bangs on the door.


"I have to open the door." I say, Ashton nods in agreement.


I reach shakily for the doorknob.

I open the door.


"Dad, let me explain."

"Let you explain?! LET YOU EXPLAIN?!" He barges into the apartment.

"Eve what the hell were you thinking? Huh? What, that it was "fun" to just date a man 100 years older than you? How irresponsible, I'm so disappointed, so terribly disappointed, Evelyn."

"He's not a 100 years older, dad!! Did you forget that it was your sister was the one who took me to that club? Huh?"

"This has nothing to do with Britt! Nothing at all!! Just because you're being a slut and letting a 20 year old take advantage of you doesn't mean you can blame this on Britt."


"Woah," Ashton steps between us.

"It's not like that sir." He tries to explain.


"Don't you dare talk to me about what it's like!" My dad gets into Ashton's face. They're both about the same height, but Dad seems bigger, stronger and more powerful.

Unlike Asthon.

But Ashton is respectable.

"Dad! Leave him out of this!" I say from behind Ashton.

"He's the son of a bitch who started it all, Eve!!"

"DAD!!" I scream, Ashton doesn't say anything and I can't see his face. But my dad is staring me down in disappointment.

"Come. We're going home." He walks to the door.

"Dad I…" I don't know what to say. Or do.

Ashton nods at me. "Go," Ash says. "Listen to your dad."

My dad looks at Ashton surprised but doesn't say anything.

"Come on, Evelyn."

I look back and forth at the two males.

"Evelyn." My dad commands, I look back at Ashton and walk out with my dad.

I can't believe I just walked out on Ashton.

Sick, beautiful Ashton.

The love of my life, my heart and my sole.



The ride home is chaotic…

"He's a good guy, daddy!"

"He's too old."

"You and mom were 8 years apart… Me and Ashton are only 5 years."

"Don't bring your mother into this."

I cross my arms and huff like a child.

"Michelle told you didn't she." I ask through clenched teeth.

"Michelle knew?"

"Wait… You mean Michelle didn't tell you?"

"No. Of course not."

"Then how did you know?"

My dad stays silent for half a moment.

"… He called me."


"That boy, Ashton. He called me."


"He said that I should know. He asked me not to tell you and asked not to make a big deal about it…"

I'm speechless.

"He wasn't expected me to show up… But I just got so angry, I was so shocked I didn't know what to do. So I called Grace and she told me where you were… I'm still pissed, Evelyn."

"I didn't do anything wrong."

"Didn't do anything wrong?!" We stop at a light and he pushes hard on the breaks, jerking myself forward and having a gasp escape my lips.

"Evelyn you went behind my back! Started to date a guy 5 years older than you! And on top of all of that, you lied about it all!"

I stay quiet.

"I didn't know how you were going to react…" I whisper.

He sighs. "Evelyn, I just don't understand your intentions."

"You think this has anything to do with my intentions? Dad this isn't a scientific discovery… I couldn't help falling in love."

"Falling in what?"

"… Falling in love… Daddy you know me better than this, you know I wouldn't do anything behind your back if the reasons I was doing so weren't legitimate ones. He's a good guy… A great guy… I've never met anybody as kind and as brilliant as Ashton." I say, each word being pulled from the bottom of my heart. "… Except for you."

My dad doesn't say anything, which is good. When he's silent he's rethinking over things, like regretting or deciding to change his mind.

"Does he treat you right?"


"Does he treat you right, Evelyn?"

"Yes." I say honestly. Dad pulls into the driveway and parks. He gets out of the car and starts walking towards the door, I join him.

"Evelyn, I don't understand why you immediately felt the need to lie to me." He says as he unlocks the door.

"Dad, coming to you and saying that I have a boyfriend who is 20 years old doesn't really seem like the greatest idea in the world." I admit as we walk inside.

"Do you know worried I was? Do you know how many thoughts were running through my mind when I heard that you have been dating him for three months? Huh? Evelyn, I was speechless. Completely and utterly speechless. I just couldn't shake the thought of someone taking advantage of you like that."

"It's not taking advantage dad."

"Did you sleep with him?"



I hold my fucking breath.



"W-W-Wha… I… What?"


"Evelyn. Did. You. Sleep. With. Him."




"Oh for fucks sake!!" He throws his hands up and his temper grows.

"Evelyn!! What the fuck is wrong with you?! What was going through that pretty little head of yours when you gave that ass your virginity!! Huh?"

"Dad!!" I feel the tears piling up, I can't hold them in any longer.

"14. You're fucking 14!! What the hell did I do wrong?! I raised you with respect, and discipline, and freedom. Where did I go wrong? Huh? Because I sure as hell didn't raise a slut!"


Second time he's called me a slut today.


"Daddy…" I cry.

"No! No! Don't you dare 'daddy' me… You know I was this close to forgiving you! For saying that it's okay and we can get through this, but no… Hell no… Not anymore, you blew that chance when you slept with him."

Our screaming fest is held in the living room as we both just stand there, intensely looking at one another. My tears stain my cheeks and I sniffle.

"I could call the cops on him."

"What?" I gasp.

"Sleeping with a minor. I could call the cops on him, Evelyn."

"Daddy you wouldn't."

"Well you're not really giving me a choice, now are you?!"


"No. Evelyn, go, go to your room."

"You can't just dismiss me dad! We're not done talking about this!!"

"Well I am!! I'll figure out your punishment in the morning…"

He waves his hand at me, shoo-ing me out of the room. I cry and storm into my room and slam the door as loud as I can.


This isn't how it's suppose to be.

This isn't how it's suppose to go.

He was so close, so close to letting everything go and allowing Ashton to stay in my life.

But now? I may be visiting Ashton behind a glass door and talking through a phone line.

I check my phone.

I have 24 miscalls and 11 texts. All from Ash.

I turn my phone off and throw it against the wall as I start to cry.

I hug my knees tightly and get under the covers in my bed.

Why the fuck would Ashton tell? Did he want this to happen to me? Maybe he didn't have the guts to break up with me so he called my dad to do it for him.

Will dad cool off in the morning?

I hear a soft knock on my door and expect for it to be Britt.

It's Michelle.

Her eyes are glossy and she looks like she's gonna cry.

"Eve, are you awake?" She asks, turning on my dim light.

I sniffle and nod. She walks in and shuts the door, taking a seat on my bed.

"You know I didn't tell him…" She says apologetically.

"I know. I didn't think you would."

"I'm not that bad, Eve."

"I know, Michelle. I know."

"I'm sorry." She apologizes, I sit up and hug her.

"It's okay," I say, we separate. "But right now, I need a sister more than ever." I place my hands on her shoulders and she nods.

"No matter what shit we go through, no matter how much heartbreak, or how bitchy you are to me. We will always be sisters." I say, a tear falls down her cheek and she nods.

"Okay." She says and I hug her again. "I'm gonna try to get better, Eve. I really am." She says into my shoulder, I back away and look at her.

"See, Miss Jane was talking to me about stuff like that, and I really wanna start to get better. Treating people better so I get treated better, all that lovey dovey shit." She says honestly.

I smile at her. "Oh, and no more cussing." She corrects herself and I chuckle.

"Okay… I love you Michelle, go get some rest." I kiss her head. "I love you too, Eve." She says.


When Michelle leaves I feel half a quarter percent better. Not very much, but it's something. I still need to find something to fill this hole in my heart, the hole that holds me and night and kisses me in the mornings. The hole that loves me and would never judge me. The hole that kept me company when my whole world was crashing down.

My light.

My love.

My baby.


My Ashton…

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