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Ash's POV.
‘Ugh. My head.’ My hand came to my brow. It hurt, but being a headache I couldn’t rub it. It wasn’t tender, it just hurt like I’d been thinking to hard.
‘Ash?’ Will called from somewhere distant. I could hear my breathing, but nothing else. Gradually, I could begin feel Will’s warmth around me. One hand around mine, the other on my face.
‘Ash?’ My eyes opened but his features were blurred. I blinked, but still nothing. I closed them again and attempted to regain my balance.
‘Mmmm.’
‘You’re bleeding.’ His voice was concerned. I opened my eyes for a secondo time. This time I could see everything. Will’s face was worried and I reached for his. He pulled away and grabbed it. I felt a harsh stinging sensation in my hand and turned it over.
‘I’m bleeding?’ I asked, perplexed. Will looked up and smiled.
‘You are, Silly girl.’ He grabbed a bottle of water from the back seat.
‘You brought water?’ Will let the water trickle over my wound and run onto the sede, sedile of the car.
‘Yes I did.’ He answered, still tending to my wound. As he wiped the blood away, it became aware to us both that these were self-inflicted. The delicate crescent-moons looked innocent enough not to draw blood yet the evidence was undeniable. There were four small cuts along my palm, stained red with blood, and so unbelievably sore I hand to restrain myself from wincing. Will looked up at me.
‘You made yourself bleed.’ I stared back down at my hand, and then to my nails. The ends were pink. I closed my hand hesitantly and saw my nails matched the cuts.
‘I must have done it from te driving.’ His features suddenly Lost all humour and turned solemn.
‘I’m so sorry, Ash. I didn’t mean to scare you.’
‘Well what did te mean to do then? te defiantly didn’t want to stop.’ He looked down, confused with himself. I waited, he didn’t answer. ‘Suicide? Thrill Seeking? Idiocy?’ Silence. I knew what he was hiding. I’d figured it out before even he knew what it was. I just had to prove it.
Will’s POV.
I heard the car door slam shut. My head snapped up and Ash was out the car. She was walking to the edge.
‘ASH!’ I jumped over the car door and ran towards her. Her strides were planned and every step quickened. I followed her desperately but I couldn’t catch her. She was stood, desolate, on the brink of a bottomless drop. I reached for her but her arm whipped the air.
‘Don’t! Don’t come near me.’ I couldn’t see her face, only her hair. She was deadly serious, and it scared me più than ever. I knew she was all into recklessness when she Lost Dylan, but this wasn’t like her. I wasn’t loosing her again.
‘Ash. Please. Talk to me.’ Her arms were spread, like wings, as she turned to face me.
‘You keep expecting me to just follow you, Will, and I will, to a certain extent. It’s when te start hiding things from me that I begin to domanda you. domanda myself, my own existence. I want to feel sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza with you. I want to feel no hidden desires within you.’ She stopped. Eyes closed. ‘Faith.’ Her voice was only wisps of what she felt. ‘Faith is what I feel.’ Her mouth was still moving, but the words were silent and unheard. The wind blew them away, leaving me helpless. Her eyes opened and I saw nothing but determination. Fear was nowhere to be found. I yearned to grab her, but that would prove to her I didn’t trust her. And I did. I would lay my life down in her hands, but this is what Ash does. Her ‘stunts’ code for an emotion o desire, something she wants those around her to see. That’s why I could always relate to her, and that’s why she relied on me to tell her my own secrets and hidden desires. She trusted me to trust her, in every aspect. That’s all she ever wanted. A sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza Harbour.
I looked at Ash with everything I had, every emotion I felt towards her. Every ounce of Amore for her was channelled through me and presented to her through my eyes. If this was my last chance to save her, I wanted her to know and understand my Amore I felt for her. I just hoped to God that it would sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza her, and me. If not, I would follow her to the ends of earth. And if that was death, then so be it.
Ash's POV.
I didn’t think about failure as I looked into Will’s eyes. Failure was a weakness; something that I had never intended to feel. That is where many people fall, when they consider the failure. But I wasn’t scared and I knew what I wanted. And if that was death, then so be it.
enjoy,
Ash's POV.
‘Ugh. My head.’ My hand came to my brow. It hurt, but being a headache I couldn’t rub it. It wasn’t tender, it just hurt like I’d been thinking to hard.
‘Ash?’ Will called from somewhere distant. I could hear my breathing, but nothing else. Gradually, I could begin feel Will’s warmth around me. One hand around mine, the other on my face.
‘Ash?’ My eyes opened but his features were blurred. I blinked, but still nothing. I closed them again and attempted to regain my balance.
‘Mmmm.’
‘You’re bleeding.’ His voice was concerned. I opened my eyes for a secondo time. This time I could see everything. Will’s face was worried and I reached for his. He pulled away and grabbed it. I felt a harsh stinging sensation in my hand and turned it over.
‘I’m bleeding?’ I asked, perplexed. Will looked up and smiled.
‘You are, Silly girl.’ He grabbed a bottle of water from the back seat.
‘You brought water?’ Will let the water trickle over my wound and run onto the sede, sedile of the car.
‘Yes I did.’ He answered, still tending to my wound. As he wiped the blood away, it became aware to us both that these were self-inflicted. The delicate crescent-moons looked innocent enough not to draw blood yet the evidence was undeniable. There were four small cuts along my palm, stained red with blood, and so unbelievably sore I hand to restrain myself from wincing. Will looked up at me.
‘You made yourself bleed.’ I stared back down at my hand, and then to my nails. The ends were pink. I closed my hand hesitantly and saw my nails matched the cuts.
‘I must have done it from te driving.’ His features suddenly Lost all humour and turned solemn.
‘I’m so sorry, Ash. I didn’t mean to scare you.’
‘Well what did te mean to do then? te defiantly didn’t want to stop.’ He looked down, confused with himself. I waited, he didn’t answer. ‘Suicide? Thrill Seeking? Idiocy?’ Silence. I knew what he was hiding. I’d figured it out before even he knew what it was. I just had to prove it.
Will’s POV.
I heard the car door slam shut. My head snapped up and Ash was out the car. She was walking to the edge.
‘ASH!’ I jumped over the car door and ran towards her. Her strides were planned and every step quickened. I followed her desperately but I couldn’t catch her. She was stood, desolate, on the brink of a bottomless drop. I reached for her but her arm whipped the air.
‘Don’t! Don’t come near me.’ I couldn’t see her face, only her hair. She was deadly serious, and it scared me più than ever. I knew she was all into recklessness when she Lost Dylan, but this wasn’t like her. I wasn’t loosing her again.
‘Ash. Please. Talk to me.’ Her arms were spread, like wings, as she turned to face me.
‘You keep expecting me to just follow you, Will, and I will, to a certain extent. It’s when te start hiding things from me that I begin to domanda you. domanda myself, my own existence. I want to feel sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza with you. I want to feel no hidden desires within you.’ She stopped. Eyes closed. ‘Faith.’ Her voice was only wisps of what she felt. ‘Faith is what I feel.’ Her mouth was still moving, but the words were silent and unheard. The wind blew them away, leaving me helpless. Her eyes opened and I saw nothing but determination. Fear was nowhere to be found. I yearned to grab her, but that would prove to her I didn’t trust her. And I did. I would lay my life down in her hands, but this is what Ash does. Her ‘stunts’ code for an emotion o desire, something she wants those around her to see. That’s why I could always relate to her, and that’s why she relied on me to tell her my own secrets and hidden desires. She trusted me to trust her, in every aspect. That’s all she ever wanted. A sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza Harbour.
I looked at Ash with everything I had, every emotion I felt towards her. Every ounce of Amore for her was channelled through me and presented to her through my eyes. If this was my last chance to save her, I wanted her to know and understand my Amore I felt for her. I just hoped to God that it would sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza her, and me. If not, I would follow her to the ends of earth. And if that was death, then so be it.
Ash's POV.
I didn’t think about failure as I looked into Will’s eyes. Failure was a weakness; something that I had never intended to feel. That is where many people fall, when they consider the failure. But I wasn’t scared and I knew what I wanted. And if that was death, then so be it.