I moved swiftly into the kitchen and grabbed the biggest knife that we had. I started to look around the house. I heard a creak in the floor and wobbly went that direction. I saw a shadow coming from my room. I heard a step. Then another. Then he stepped out of my room.
"Ashton fucking Irwin. Why are you here?"
"You didn't want to talk to me out there so I decided to come in here." He acts like it's not a big deal, like he does it all the time.
"How did you get in here?"
"I figured that if you could climb the fence that I could too."
"Well you at least could have closed the damn door." I snatch my bag from the bed and head into the kitchen. I write a note telling my dad to call me when he gets home and Cal and I will watch a movie with him or something. Then I walk out the door.
"Go away Ash." I can't cut through the neighbor's yard because I have a bag and won't make it over the fence. But I just keep walking.
"Please can we just talk. You are trying your hardest to push me out, and I deserve it, but please give me a chance."
"I gave you a chance when we became friends. That was your chance."
"What do you mean?"
"I could have pushed you out right away and then when you found out you might be pissed, but it wouldn't hurt me, and it would be fine. I would move on a lot quicker."
"No. I can't keep going on without you please. We are going on tour in two weeks, please consider coming with us. With me."
My voice is raw with emotion when I speak. "Why couldn't you figure that out when you first found out? Why Ash?"