AMNESIA // AI

Amnesia Wilson was only 12 when her parents got in a fight causing her and her dad to move to New York. When Ashton found out that she was moving his was heart broken. "Who will be there to help with bullies? Amie I don't have any other friends." "Ash you're a year older than me. You'll be a freshman in a few weeks and I'll be in 8th grade. You have to understand that I can't be there for you all the time. Even if the world died and we're the only ones left or I move and never see you again you have to understand." Warning mature content such as sex scenes, self harm, drugs, and cursing are in this book

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Ashton's POV

I guess Amie and I feel asleep because I woke up next to her. The way she looked when she slept was angelic. I had no words to describe how beautiful and amazing she is. I lied back down, wrapped my arms around her small frame, and nuzzled my head into the top hers. She shifted turning to face me. It was in this moment that I realized, she was in only an over sized t-shirt and underwear. While I was in a pair sweats and shirtless. Her head buried deep into my chest and her purple hair was scattered all over the sheets. I looked at her roots and saw the dirty blonde hair that I used to know. I smiled at her. The way her face looked. It was soft. There were no signs of stress. Anger. Sadness. All of it was gone she was at peace. I didn't want to wake her because I knew it would all be ruined somehow. There was always something in her life that would do it. I honestly thought I had it bad when she left. As I studied her features I noticed that there was something dark on her cheek. It was partially covered with makeup but there was smudges and water lines from her crying and the rain. I looked closer and saw that it was a bruise. Not too recent. It was from this week but not too fresh.

The realization then hit me. She was abused by her father. I don't want to confront her about it, but I'll eventually ask. I'm just glad she was out of that house. My only fear was that her dad would find her and take her without my knowing.

She shifted again this time she was on her stomach her mouth partially open and her head tuned towards me. Her hair was covering her face in certain areas.

Amnesia's POV

I had turned to face Ashton. I was awake i didn't want him to know. I was great at faking pretty much any and everything. You name it I can fake it. Sleeping was an easy one for me to do. I had my eyes partially opened to see what he was doing. I noticed that he was staring at me. He squinted at my face and pity soon filled his eyes. Shit my makeup must have wiped off enough for him to see the bruise on my cheek. My dad doesn't normally hit my face. He said 'that would make it too obvious if I did.' Instead he would hit me in the stomach, back, upper arms and shoulders, and my upper legs. Which wasn't often because i would turn when he would try and hit from behind. Too weird for him to hit me so close to my..butt. 

His pity soon faded as he looked at me more. Honestly what does he still see in me. Back then, I understand, I was young, pretty, naive, I could be played so easily. I hardened over time. I have issues. Many issues...

 

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A/N

Wow hi guys. I'd like to thank, and im bout to be very southern here so don't judge, y'all for the 1k reads on this book.  I honestly thought that this would get nowhere. I'd also like to thank those of y'all who have read my other book "Here's a Start to Forever" and gave it the 19.3k reads that it has. I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you guys. I consider you all family. And thank you to the people who are actually reading this instead of skipping past this thinking  'ugh i hate these authors notes. they're so boring. like no one needs to know your whole life story' LIKE IT TAKES TIME TO WRITE THESE. IM DOING THIS FOR Y'ALL INSTEAD I SHOULD BE DOING AN ENGLISH PAPER THAT MY PROFESSOR GAVE BACK TO ME SO I COULD GET A BETTER GRADE ON IT. SO BE THANKFUL THAT IM ACTUALLY ON HERE BECAUSE NEWS FLASH IM IN COLLEGE I DONT HAVE ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD TO DO THIS LIKE I DID WHEN I WAS IN HIGH SCHOOL. Ok rant over. sorry for those of you who sat through that. Im very moody. 

BUT GUYS IM WITH MY DAD RIGHT NOW BECAUSE HE IS IN FOR THANKSGIVING AND HE GOT MAD AT THE THERMOSTAT AND HE PUNCHED IT. GUYS HE LEGIT BROKE HIS HAND. HE HAD SURGERY ON IT TODAY BUT I MEAN THAT IS FUCKING HYSTERICAL. I HAVE HONESTLY NEVER HEARD OF SOMEONE WHO HAS NEEDED SURGERY ON THEIR HAND FOR PUNCHING A THERMOSTAT.

And if any of y'all are wondering what my major is I'm studying to get into med-school. So I am pre-med. Guys I am losing my hair. I AM LOSING MY HAIR. GUYS THAT IS HOW STRESSFUL THIS IS. Alright that is all i have for you good bye for now.

-Ashton (Irwin) lol jk   

 

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