A New Start

After moving to London, Ashton and Ashley start new. New house, new job, new atmosphere. Ashley works for the biggest magazine company in London. Ashton, is still going on with his drumming. After being married for two years, Ashton and Ashley are still struggling with rumors, fights, and their children growing up. Follow Ash&Ash once again in, A New Start


11. Chapter Eleven

So this chapter is the night of the family day. It's getting more confusing, and it's going to be more confusing. I'll explain the chapters in parts like this, so you all don't get confused.

Ashton's POV

How dare he come here. How dare he want to talk to Lauren. He cheated on my sister, and he wants to apologize? Over my dead fucking body.

"Ashton, please calm down." Ashley said. "Who the hell does he think he is? Showing up here like that?" I yelled. "Ashton, you acting this way, isn't helping." She sighed.

"What would you do if that was Rachel, huh! What would you do!? You would probably be the exact same way as I am right now!" I yelled. She took a deep breath.

No one cheats on Lauren Dawkins. No one. Even if we don't have the same last name. No one. If they cheat on her, they die. Emotionally and physically. I will make their life a living hell.

Just the fact he made her smoke pot, an drink, is enough, but cheating on her was the topping on the cake.

I walked over to the wall, and punched it, again. "See, this is how you hurt yourself." Ashley said. "I can't help it. I hope his mum kills him. Maybe she'll take the blame." I said. "Never say that again." She said. "Now, let's go clean you up." She said, moving me into the master bathroom.

"If this was Rachel, what would you do?" I asked. "Ashton." She sighed. "Tell me. How would you handle it?" I asked. "If I was still in California, I would handle it exactly how you are. I would be angry, and... Do stupid things." She replied.

"She shouldn't be crying over him." I said. "She can't help it." She replied. "She shouldn't be. Its not worth it." I said. "Babe, it was her first boyfriend. And she loved him. It's only natural." She replied. "She doesn't know what love is." I said. "And we do?" She asked.

"How do I deal with this? With seeing her hurt?" I asked, as she wrapped my hand up. "You don't. You let it pass. You let her get over it. There's nothing you can do." She replied. "I don't know if I can do that." I said. "I know you can't. But you have to. She's surrounded by people she loves and so many positive people. In a few days, she'll be fine. She was doing fine, until he showed up here." She replied. I nodded, and slammed my hand against the sink.

"Stop." She said, taking my hand in hers. I took a deep breath. "You need to deal with this a better way." She said. "But how?" I asked. "I don't know. I really don't." She replied. Where's my mum when I need her?

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