Stockholm Syndrome

Rose Faith Davis comes from a family torn apart by the unfortunate events of a late night drive. It's taken years to overcome the loss of the one that believed in her so much. Now, she's graduated high school and is ready to take on the task that is college. She'll be moving from her small American town to the bustling city of Sydney, Australia. There's a lot of bad things happening over the sea, however, this doesn't scare Rose. She's up for any challenge, and will chase her dreams no matter what.
~Don't follow your dreams, chase them~


21. Hearts

*A Few Days Later*

          I wake up after another night with the girls all snuggled in my bed. My head is pounding and I can’t seem to remember ever coming home. Ashton obviously picked me up and brought me home. I hope I didn’t say anything like I did last time.

          My door slowly opens before Ashton steps in. “Good morning love. How are you feeling?”

          “My head is pounding, and I’m afraid that I told you something that I regret. Like last time,” I push my blankets off me and turn to have my legs hanging off the side of the bed.

          “You actually fell asleep in the car on the way home last night. So you didn’t say much. Mumbled in your sleep though. It was kind of cute.”

          I stand up and sigh, “Okay. Better than last time. I’ll go get ready so then we can go shopping.”

          “You still plan on going shopping with me? Even though you hate me?”

          I roll my eyes, “First off, I don’t hate you. I just really dislike you. Second, I’d like to make this room really mine. Since I’ll be living here for the next four years. Unless, you’ll let me go soon?”

          “I don’t think so love. I’d hope you might stay after you graduate college.” he smiles. “I’ll leave you to get ready then. I say we should leave in about two hours. Gives us time to eat a little breakfast.”

          I slightly smile and nod, “Sounds good.”

          Ashton smiles again before exiting my room, shutting the door behind him.

          “What a dork,” I mumble as I walk to my bathroom. “Such a dork. And then, at this point of the cliché movie, the girl would say, but I love him,” I mock a preppy girl as I turn the shower on. “Thank goodness that I am not in a cliché movie, and I don’t love that man.”

          A few hours later, Ashton and I are ready, have had a very good breakfast, and are on her way to the mall.

          “Shopping day,” I sing. “I can’t believe it,” I pull my phone out and bring up a check-list. “If I had, like, a chart to track how I feel about you, I think this would fill in a full heart.”

          “It would be tracked with hearts?” Ashton giggles. “That is too cute.”

          “Of course. That’s how love and such is shown in pictures. With hearts.”

          “That is true. You are right.”

          “So, right now, I would say, you are at like,” I bite my bottom lip. “Okay, it is out of one hundred, because that is easy. So, you are at, after this, I guess, twenty-six, tops.”

          “That is higher than I would have guessed.”

          “Still pretty low though.”

          “But, it does mean you like me, at least a little bit.”

          The rest of the ride is talking about all the stores we are going to go to and the plan of attack to get all that I want. Today is going to be a wonderful one.


​I am so sorry that this is so short. At the time of typing, way in the past from when you will read this, but I don't believe that anything can be added that won't water down the scene. So, just deal with it and chapters will be back to normal length from now on! XD

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