Silence » a.i.

Ashton had all the answers to every question Bridgette had, but he had to stay silent for her own good.

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39. Old Habits


Luke would not stop walking out of the house. For the next month, it was just in and out and in and out and in and out. He didn't even go anywhere. He just stood there with the back door open, taking a step out and giggling to himself before going back in and repeating it. He was such a five-year-old.

But it was kind of adorable.

I sat in the living room with Michael, his arm slung casually around my shoulder. The only thing not casual was that he would sometimes lean his head on me or kiss my cheek. It was weird being with Michael. But a good weird.

Ashton acted normally, but I was afraid he would snap at some point. I didn't see him watching Michael and I, but I was afraid that he'd wake up in the middle of the night and do something terrible because I was with his best friend now. Although, I still had no idea where these feelings for Michael came from, or where his feelings for me had appeared from.

"Is he still doing that?" Calum inquired as he stepped into the living room. He watched as Luke continued to go back and forth from the porch painted by the outside lights, back to the house.

"Two. Fucking. Hours." Michael stated through clenched teeth.

"He's excited." I shrugged.

"He's wasting the heating is what he's doing." Michael said.

"Luke, get in the house." Calum sighed.

"No," he said, crossing his arms over his chest as he stood on the deck. "I've been inside for like, half a year."

"Well, in or out!" Mikey barked. "Pick one!"

Ashton stayed silent. He hardly ever said anything anymore. He still lived here - he moved into Ben's room, I think. He'd just sit there and say nothing, though. I couldn't help but feel I was responsible for putting him back in his old habit.

Luke stomped into the living room, closing the screen door behind him. He sat on the couch next to me, going to sling his arm around the back of the couch. Once his arm made contact with Michael's, he quickly folded his hands in his lap.

"It's getting late anyway." I told Luke, putting a hand on both of his.

He shrugged. "What's the difference? Once you and Ashton are asleep, I'm just going to leave anyway."

Luke hated spending time in the house now that he could leave. He was stuck inside for six months after all.

"Was there something you came for?" Michael quizzed.

"Yeah. You," Calum replied. "Ma thinks she found a way to bring someone to life again. I need one of you three to come with me."

"Why not Cooper?" Michael quizzed.

"You want your girlfriend to be tested on?" he asked with raised eyebrows.

I wasn't officially Michael's girlfriend. He never actually asked. We just sort of acted like we were together. Although, I couldn't remember if Ashton had asked me to date him either. He'd just told me he loved me so that was that.

"Alright, let's go," he grunted as he stood up from the couch. He bent and planted a kiss on me. "I'll be back tonight."

"Bye." I chirped as he walked out of the house with Calum.

So it was just me, Luke, and Ashton. Probably the most awkward trio to leave alone. I sat awkwardly on the couch, not really knowing what to do. Talking to Ashton probably wouldn't go over well, and Luke was just upset he couldn't keep messing around with his new freedom.

Luke sighed, looking between Ashton and I. "Can we go for a walk?"

I shrugged and nodded. "I guess. Ash, you coming?"

That was one of the first times I'd spoken directly to him. Also the first time I used his nickname. He turned when his name left my lips and nodded, standing up. We walked together to the door, Luke leading the way happily.

"What happened with your parents and stuff?" Luke wondered as we turned out of the driveway. He studied my house, his hands jammed deep in his pockets.

"They still don't know," I sighed, feeling bad for Jeremy. He was still trapped inside that house. "Jeremy had to tell them he dropped out. It's not like he could grow up and get a job anyway."

Saying that made me realize that was now my fate. I kept forgetting I was dead - I won't age or get old or have a family. I was stuck like this and I couldn't even remember that. But every time I did, I got really sad. This was better than being stuck in an endless nothing, though, right?

"Weren't they pissed?" Luke asked as we passed Mikey's house, and the new house in place of Ashton's.

This one looked a lot more like the other houses on the street. It wasn't tiny like Ashton's, but it didn't look as cozy. The only thing that remained the same was the single tree outside. Ashton didn't look toward the new house.

"Well, yeah," I said with a light laugh. "Their son gave up on school. If he could get out of the house like me, he'd still go."

I'd still been going to school. I went with Calum still. We acted as if nothing was different. No one noticed anything was off. I still continued to keep up with school, and Calum continued to ignore the world over his notebook.

"Oh," I added, running a hand through my hair. "My parents are kind of coming over for dinner tomorrow night."

Luke stopped walking. Ashton noticed and stopped to wait for us. "What?" Luke gasped.

"I'm sorry. I forgot about it and-"

Luke looked to Ashton, cutting me off. "Do we have anything in the fridge?"

Ashton stood there for a second behind his dark shades before shaking his head. Luke groaned. "I'm sorry." I repeated.

"Let's just get to the store." he sighed, stalking off down the street.





like i said, filler. but now you know how things are since bridgette died. and the next chapter will be good bc her parents are coming and stuff. yaaaaaas.

so ashton isn't talking or anything anymore. what do you think's going to happen there? and brichael. bridgette is just all up in everyone's business.

but i promise, she's not getting with calum, okay. and probably not luke again either.

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