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Stone Or Fragile

Author: flowrtgirl

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Chapter 1: D I S G R A C E

ASHLEY

CLUNG!

"You!"

Lifted my head from my knee as I sat with my knee to my chest, against back to the dirty white wall.

The one with a harsh voice, pointed her chubby finger towards me. "You're lucky kid, your dad bailed you out... again", continued with a bored expression on her dark charcoal face while letting out of sighed. She looks like on her early thirties.

I walked out following her from behind. Silently walking as shes mumbling about kid nowadays and something like what a day.

.

"Miss Ashley. Do come with me. Its sir." Out of blue, an old man with a neat black suits that fit him well for his beer stomach. He fasten his move toward me to usher me into the dark red muscle car.

Ah, fathers personal driver. As he approached toward the light, showing his white beard face. I stood tall and hold up my hand to stop him with a blank look.

"Jimmy its Ash to you and no I can take myself home. Anyways, i need to pick my car at the bar.Tell him I be back in an hour."

He tried to open his mouth to protest but I cut him first. "Its end of discussion, Jimmy ." there are slightly pang of hurt in his pale blue eyes but quickly covered it with a nod. He knew, nothing going to change my damn mind. Its pointless.

I walk passed him and jog toward the bar, take about twenty minutes by walking from the police station. The bar is the only place where I an loosen myself up.

.....

"Huh, finally she came." Sarcastically my father spoken to me once I enter.There he is standing tall and proudly in the middle of our lovely family room, crossing his hand to his chest and piercing blue eyes daring to meet my stormy gray eyes.

"Leave it. Its twelve in the morning." I shot a cold glance with a bored tone in it, after the great-grandad clock rung showing the long and small needles pointed to 12. I continued to make sure that I'm not in a mood to argue with him this time. "Its none of your damn business anyway."

As I walked pass him, suddenly my wrist have been held tightly by a large fair white skin- hand. I winced.

"NONE OF MY DAMN BUSINESS!?" He yelled, stumbled my body towards his. He forces me to look him in the eyes. "You have been doing this all over for the pass three years, in and out of the prison!" his jaws tightened. " Involved in bar and street fight over and over again!" he yelled on the of his lungs, his face reddened due to the hold of rage. After all, I have been a caused for three years back.

I stood still with a cold expression, make sure I sealed my mouth. I might harsh to him so does he but he is my father and I still respected him. I struggled to free my wrist but he continued to hold firmly.

Definitely its leaving a mark. Great! Mentally I rolled up my eyes.

"YOU HAVE BEEN A HOT TOPIC TO EVERY SINGLE DAMN PERSON IN THIS DAMN NEIGHBOURHOOD!" this time he snapped. I showed my are-you-done- face at him, still struggling though.

"You only care about YOUR reputation! So what, huh?" Yup. There you go. I AM SO FUCKING DONE! Finally I have my wrist back. Told ya, it leave a mark.

PANG!

I felt a hot pain rise on my cheek. He slapped me! I turn my stern face to him, still on my two feet.

"You're Sommer for God sake!" he walks back as he pointed his index finger at me." Look at your face and knuckles, dammit!" he hissed, spare a harsh glance. My face full of few bruised and a busted lips. Hell, I'm aware about that, dad! I got into a fight remember? Well, it just my thought.

"You're such a disgrace to this family. "

He venomously locked his piercing blue orb at me, runs his hand to his white blonde haired wildly as his back now facing me. He immediately demanded to get the hell out of his face and go upstairs.


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Hallooo, thank you for passing by to my book. I am flattering to have you guys here! It's my first ever book published and I hope you enjoy it! Cause I'm XD (duh it my book so ofcos I'm loving). Anyways, PLEASE HELP my poor baby Ashley! PITY HER. stay tuned, pepol!

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