Love…?
Friday.
The whole school waited for the joyous day every week they came to the building. It meant that the weekend was here and it was time to relax. Not only that, but they were even given the whole next week off.
Even though the whole school was excited, many weren’t as some were on punishment for either doing something stupid at school or at home while others still had work to make up. But there was one person - a girl, who hasn’t done anything wrong nor had any work to make up; she just generally wasn’t excited as the other kids. “Who is this girl?” you ask?
Ashley Mayweather.
Ashley wasn’t really much of a social person. Though, it might be due to how shy she is... and also her social anxiety stemmed by her schizophrenia. With that fact, she doesn’t have many friends. But according to her, she only has one true friend - her best friend, Sergio Staples.
“Yo, Ashley?!” exclaimed a voice.
Speak of the devil.
The girl stopped and turned around to see her best friend running towards her. Once he finally made it to her, he bent over, placing his hands on his knees, catching his breath before finally standing back up. “Damn, girl... Whew, shit! You done gave a nigga a workout tryna catch up with you.” Sergio stated, still somewhat out of breath as Ashley giggled a bit. “Well, no one told you to start flirting with those girls.” Ashley giggled. “I know. I should’a been flirtin’ with you.” Sergio stated flirtatiously as Ashley glared directly at him.
Sergio may have been her best friend, but she hated when he flirted with her. Sergio knew his best friend was a lesbian but flirted with her anyway just for the sole purposes of messing with her and because of the crush he has on her.
Ashley just scoffed and continued walking. “What?” Sergio asked, walking along side her, “Aww. Don’t tell me you mad?” Sergio asked, giving Ashley’s butt a light slap, only to receive a punch in the stomach. ”Why in the bloody-hell did you do that?" Ashley hissed, her faced flushed from embarrassment. “Augh, shit... Damn, you can punch. And why I did it? I don’t know, ‘cause I jus’ wanted to...?” Sergio said, unsure of his own answer. Ashley just stared at him with a look that could kill anyone, ”I fucking hate you." she stated, resuming her walk. “Damn, what’s got you so bent outta shape?” Sergio asked, concerned about his best friend. Ashley looked away from him before giving a dejected sigh, “I-I... I had a rough day...” the girl solemnly stated, looking down. “What happened?” Sergio asked. “Nothing, just getting picked on for my sexuality and being schizophrenic. You know, the usual," Ashley bitterly expressed, ”Why? Why does everyone always choose to mess with me? What did I even do...? W-why... why... w-why am I al-always... al-al-always..." Ashley stuttered before falling to her knees and breaking out into tears as she softly cried. Sergio sighed and hugged the distraught girl as she cried into his shoulder.
This had become a common thing for the two. Over the years, Ashley would become slightly more depressed from all the constant teasing. Sometimes, she’d go home and lock herself in her room, belittling herself; telling herself that she’s ugly, a bitch, a weird dumbass, hell, every bad name there is in the book. Usually, one of her brothers or her mother would come in and console her, telling her that she’s none of those things. But when she was away from home and none of her brothers were around, Sergio would be the one that would help Ashley feel better. Or, at least make her think a bit more highly of herself.
“Ash, look at me,” Sergio said as Ashley looked up at him, sniffling as tears endlessly ran down her face, “I know you probably heard this more times than one, but you don’t let what they say get to you. A’igtt? If you’re a lesbian, who cares? You ain’t hurtin’ nobody. And if they mock you for having a mental disorder, then just don’t listen to ‘em. I know it might be hard, but ignorin’ ’em can be really helpful in certain situations.” Sergio stated, hoping it would cheer his best friend up as Ashley settled down with soft sniffling. Sergio sighed contently before planting a soft kiss on the girl’s forehead, causing her to lightly giggle. “Aye, there she is! Now c’mon so we can get you back home and so I can get home and play some 2K.” Sergio said, causing his best friend to giggle again as he helped her up and continued walking.
“S-Sergio...?” Ashley asked as her best friend hummed in response, “Th-thank you for always being here for me.” Ashley softly stated. “Aww, it’s nun’. What type of best friend would I be if I wasn’t there for you?” Sergio said with a sheepish grin on his face, only to have his face turn red as he felt Ashley’s lips softly peck his left cheek. ‘Fuck yeah!!’ he thought happily with a toothy grin on his face. Ashley giggled at her best friend’s reaction to the simple, yet, affectionate gesture.
Ashley was very happy to have Sergio as her best friend.
So, the two continued their walk home, talking about whatever came to mind: music, school, what they were going to be doing next week, and about Ashley’s addiction to brownies with Sergio telling her she needs stop eating so many, only to receive a kick in the shin. It wasn’t long before the two reached the street that Ashley lived on. “Welp, I guess this is your stop,” Sergio stated as they stopped at the corner, “Hopefully we’ll see each other during the weekend... or week off? Ehh, I don’t know. Well anyway, I’ll see you later, and don’t forget what I said.” Sergio stated as Ashley nodded before pulling him into a hug. Sergio felt heat rising to his face, feeling Ashley’s large, soft breast press up against his chest as he returned the hug. The two pulled away from the hug and gave each other one final goodbye before heading towards their homes.
It wasn’t a long way for Ashley, but at the same time, it was. It wasn’t long due to her home only being three houses down from the corner, but took a little longer due to how big the the yard was. That’s what being in a wealthy family gets you: a big house with a big front and back yards.
Ashley finally made it to her house of residence as she cut across the grass, not wanting to use the walkway; seeing as how that would take longer, even though it wasn’t. Walking onto the porch and opening up the front door, she was greeted to her mother and father sitting in the large living room. Her mother, Erica, was on her phone, most likely playing “Star Gems 2” to past the time as her father, Derek, was reading his favorite book, “Fifty Shades of Grey”.
“Hey mom, hey dad.” Ashley greeted as her mother looked towards her. “Hey, Pumpkin!” Erica happily greeted her daughter back with her very thick English accent that was similar to her daughter’s and her two sons, Keeagan and Jack. Ashley glanced towards her father in hope to get a response from him, only for him to respond by turning the next page of his book, which caused Ashley to give a soft, dejected sigh.
It wasn’t always like this. When Ashley was younger, Derek loved spending time with her. Ashley would sit and wait for her father to come home from work. And when he did, she’d always run to him as he picked her up and swung her around before doing something that two of them enjoyed. But after Ashley was diagnosed with schizophrenia, everything changed. Derek has begun to distance himself from Ashley. Talking to her less and less, barely acknowledging her presence before he just ended all contact with her all together. Nobody really knows why he does it and he refuses to say. All Ashley wants is to have things back to the way they were.
“Derek...” Erica muttered before turning back towards her daughter, “W-well, how was school?” she asked as Ashley perked up a little. “O-oh. It... wasn’t all that great. I... p-people started messing with me... again...” Ashley softly spoke as Erica looked at her with a worried expression, “B-but Sergio cheered me up when we walked home together.” Ashley happily announced as a soft smile graced her freckled face, prompting her mother to give one back. “Well, I’m happy to hear that. So, do you got anything planned for your break?” Erica asked Ashley, who was on her way to her bedroom. “No, not really. I was just planning on staying home the entire week, maybe go out for a walk every now and then.” Ashley said, continuing to head to her room as Erica nodded.
Upon entering her bedroom, Ashley took her shoes off and threw her backpack onto the neatly made queen-sized bed before plopping down onto it herself. As she laid there, she thought about what she would do for the remainder of the day. Debating between either going to sleep or going to the mall. After a heated, mental debate with herself, she had decided to go for a walk, deciding against both the mall and going to sleep.
Getting up out of her bed, she walked in front of her wall mirror, staring at the reflection of a freckled, slim-thicc, light skinned girl with long, black locks that went low at just above her butt, wearing a black droopy beanie, a white tank top that showed a lot of cleavage from her rather large bust, a pair of black leggings that squeezed the contours of her lower body, making her butt look more bigger than it usually was while a black pair of thigh high socks covered her legs underneath said leggings. The girl saw no reason to change, so she threw on her white hooded sweater and black Chucks before leaving her room and heading towards the front door. “Mom! I’m heading out!” Ashley exclaimed as her mother gave her consent for her to leave.
Opening the door, Ashley felt the slightly cool breeze brush against her face. ′Hmm. It wasn’t this cold earlier.′ Ashley thought, heading towards the park. She loved going there during her free time.
Walking through the park, she looked around and noticed that nobody wasn’t really there. There were a few people, but only like two, three, four, five, six... probably about fifteen people. Odd. But nevertheless, she kept walking, looking around and taking in the sheer beauty of the park. She honestly thought the park was much more calming without so many people around.
As she sauntered along, she caught a glimpse of a group of people ahead of her, girls to be specific. Being the shy, anti-social girl she was, Ashley decided to just walk in a different direction, ‘Easy.’ she thought. But as she got closer to the group she saw a face that was very familiar.
The face of Kiera Gartner.
Kiera is like the “pretty-pretty princess” of her school, but... not so much. She was also the first person to ever pick on Ashley, from telling the whole school about her sexuality, to mocking her about her illness. Everyday, she would make Ashley’s life a living hell, if not more hell than it already is.
Ashley did not want to be bothered with them, so she lowered her head and turned a different way.
“Hey, who is that over there?” one of them asked. Ashley took a glance at the girls to see that they were all glancing at her.
“That looks like Ashley.”
“Yeah, that is her!”
“I think we should go say ‘hi’.”
Ashley’s breathe hitched, turning her head to the group as they were making their way towards her. ′FUCK!!′ Ashley thought, mentally cursing her own luck as she was about to break off into a sprint, which she did, only to run into someone that was standing in front her. She looked up and came face to face with Kiera herself. ‘How did she get in front of me so fast...?’ Ashley thought to herself, getting surrounded by Kiera and her little posse.
“Hey Ashley, how you doing?” Kiera said. “I’m d-doing fine...” Ashley answered, looking of to the side at a drinking fountain that suddenly became interesting. “So... what exactly is you doing here?” Kiera asked. “I-I’m just walking... th-that’s all...” Ashley hesitantly said, still refusing to look at Kiera as a family of Blue Jays caught her attention. “Oh. Well, since you’re here, you wouldn’t mind if I asked you a couple questions, right?” Kiera pressed. ”Actually, yes. I do mind," Ashley said, suddenly switching moods, ”Because it just occurred to me that you suck dick for living. And if you haven’t noticed, that’s exactly what your breath smells like." Ashley snapped with smirk on her face. Kiera and her posse were taken back by Ashley’s sudden change in tone... and her statement. ‘What the fuck...?’ Kiera mentally asked herself before shaking the thought from her head. “Oh. Well, aren’t you one with a smart mouth?” Kiera asked smugly. ”I guess you can say that..." Ashley answered, just as smug as Kiera’s question. “Somebody’s gonna have to clean out then, huhn?” Kiera asked as Ashley snickered. ”That’s kind of funny of you to say that; I always thought the same about you," Ashley started, ”I mean, come on! What with all the dicks you suck, it’ll probably take a whole bottle of pinesol or something to clean your mouth out." Ashley snapped as Kiera and her posse, once again, was taken back. ′Checkmate, bitch.′ Ashley thought to herself with a smirk on his face.
Kiera just stared at Ashley as if the beanie wearing girl just insulted her great ancestors. “Bitch...” Kiera hissed under her breath before delivering a clean jab straight to Ashley’s stomach, causing the girl yelp in pain and bend over as she held her stomach, trying to numb the pain.
“Aww, what’s the matter bitch?” Kiera asked, kicking Ashley to ground, “Huh? Don’t got anything smart to say?” Kiera asked as her friends started beating the ever loving shit out of Ashley; punching, slapping, and kicking her. Ashley even felt like one of them slapped her butt.
When they finished, Ashley was barely able to keep her eyes open, sporting a busted lip, a blackened left eye and an aching body. Kiera walked over to the bruised girl and glared at her before smirking. “Hmp. Should’a jus’ kept your mouth shut. But nah, you jus’ don’t know when to shut the fu-” Kiera said before receiving swift right hook to the face from behind, knocking her out in single blow. Ashley and Kiera’s friends looked at the person who knocked Kiera out. The person was obviously female due to how feminine their body was, she was wearing a black hoodie with her hood on that was covering half her face, black jeans and some black shoes. Kiera’s friends stared at the girl before running at her, only for the girl to single-handedly beat all of them.
The girl looked over at Ashley to see that she went unconscious. The hooded girl sighed and picked her up bridal style before walking off, leaving the “Gang Of Bitches” on the ground, unconscious. Well, all except one who was just too weak to do anything.
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‘Oohhh~! Whew! That was a nice nap. Hmm... Geez, what the in bloody-hell happened...?’ the sleeping girl thought, slowly opening her eyes and sitting up.
Ashley rubbed the remaining sleep out of her eyes. Once they’ve adjusted, she took a look around the room. At first, she thought nothing of it before looking around the room again, seeing that the room wasn’t her bedroom. It was a rather small bedroom with a flat screen TV, two dressers, a nightstand with a lamp sitting on top of it and two queen-sized mattresses stacked on top of each other, which were the same two mattresses that she was currently occupying.
‘How did I get here...?’ Ashley mentally asked herself.
“Hey! You’re up!” happily exclaimed a voice that caused Ashley to scream in fright.
Turning her to the door, Ashley eyes met the gaze of another girl. A rather beautiful girl in her opinion. She had a long curly afro that reached down past her shoulders, beautiful dark brown eyes that dazzled in the light. She had light skin, the same pigment as Ashley’s skin, but just a bit more darker with a slim-thicc body structure that rivaled the beanie loving girl’s. There was only two differences; the first was that the girl’s body had a bit more muscle than Ashley’s, and the second was that the girl had very small breast, almost looked like she had no breast at all.
“Uhmm... you okay...?” the girl ask as Ashley was subconsciously staring at her chest, both out of curiosity and fondness, “Aye, you starin’ at my boobs?” the girl asked, smirking as Ashley snapped out of her subconscious state. "W-what? N-no, I wasn’t staring at y-your br-breast!" Ashley quickly stated, her face flushed from embarrassment as she turned away from the girl. “Aww. Don’t worry, it’s cool. Besides, I don’t mind if a sexy li’l mama like you look at me~" the girl flirtatiously stated as Ashley’s cheeks grew warmer, “So, how you feelin’?” the girl asked in a more sincere voice. “Wh-what do you mean?” Ashley asked as the girl fully entered the room before closing the door and leaning against it. “I was jus’ wanderin’ if you were okay, ‘cause you had a lot of girls junpin’ you.” she said. “Oh. It was nothing. Just a bunch of dick sucking bitches that don’t have any other thing to do with their lives." Ashley hissed. The girl stood there shocked at Ashley’s sudden change in mood but quickly composed herself. “Heh, I thought they was jumpin’ you ‘cause they was jealous.” the girl chuckled. “Jealous about what...?” Ashley asked. “Yo’ body! Have you looked in a mirror lately? ’Cause you sexy as fuck.” the girl stated, chuckling as Ashley’s face grew warm again.
“But fa’ real, though. Are you alright?” the girl asked again. “Yeah, I’m fine.” Ashley stated. ‘Why is she asking me am I okay? And how did she know about... what... happened...?’ Ashley thought before her eyes widened, “W-wait, were y-you the one who was w-wearing all black...?” Ashley asked. “Yep! How do you think you got here?” the girl asked smirking. A light, rosy hue dusted across Ashley’s face, “O-oh, th-thank you...” Ashley softly spoke as the girl chuckled to herself. “Aww, it was nun’. It would be a pretty dick-move and be petty of me to jus’ keep walkin’ without helpin’ you.” the girl stated with a cheeky smile on her face, “By the way, I don’t think I caught yo’ name...” the girl stated. “My name’s Ashley, Ashley Mayweather...” Ashley said. “Martti, Martti McBride!” the girl now known as “Martti” exclaimed with enthusiasm, causing Ashley to let out a giggle, “Aye, hol’ on, what’s so funny?” Martti asked. “Oh, nothing. It’s just that looked cute when you told me your name.” Ashley giggled as Martti’s face became a very faint pink.
Ashley had went to get up, only to moan in pain as she sat back down. “Hey, hey, hey! You really shouldn’t get up. I mean, as much as I hate to say it, but those girls really beat the shit outta you. So it’ll probably be best of you jus’ stay here overnight. I-if you want to, th-that is...” Martti stated, a sad tone coming to her voice towards the end.
Ashley didn’t want to leave, she wanted to stay. She wanted stay with Martti some more. Even after having known the seemingly tomboyish girl for only twenty minutes, Ashley was quite fond of her. From the way she talked, to her seemingly arrogant yet very sweet personality, she felt something for the girl. But was it? Her insides got all fuzzy whenever she looked at her, her face would get hot and she felt as though... she could trust Martti.
And that’s when it hit her.
Ashley Monette Mayweather has fallen in love.
It may have been weird for her to fall in love with a girl she just met, but she didn’t care. Ashley felt like her and Martti had a connection.
“...hey? Hey? Hey?! HEY?!” Martti exclaimed, snapping Ashley out her trance, “Hey, you alright? You were kinda starin’ off into space...” Martti pointed out, sounding a bit concerned for the bedridden girl. Ashley gave a nervous giggle, “Y-yeah, I’m fine. I was... just thinking about something.” Ashley stated before yawning. “Looks like someone’s sleepy,” Martti stated as Ashley nodded, “Well, guess I’ll let you go to sleep then. I’ll, uhh... jus’ go sleep on the couch. Jus’ shout if you need anything.” Martti said as she left out the room.
“WAIT!!!”
Martti opened the door back up to see Ashley with a nervous and embarrassed look on her face.
“Yeah, what’s up?” Martti asked as Ashley’s face grew warm. “U-umm... c-could you... sleep in here... w-with me...?” Ashley nervously asked as both her’s and Martti’s face grew hot. “Uhh... yeah, sure.” Martti stated as she entered the room, closing the door behind her. She walked over to the lamp that sat on the nightstand and turned it off, cascading the room in darkness before laying down behind Ashley and wrapping her arms around the timid girl’s waist.
“Is it okay if I... spoon you?” Martti asked hesitantly. “Yeah, it’s okay.” Ashley answered, snuggling herself deeper into Martti’s embrace, causing the two girls to blush.
“Wait, I need to do something first.” Ashley stated, wiggling a little bit underneath the covers before stopping, “Whew! There we go.” Ashley stated contently. “What you’d do?” Martti asked as her question was answered by Ashley getting out of her grasp and from underneath the covers to reveal that she had taken her leggings off, leaving the girl in only her tank top, panties and black thigh high socks.
After neatly folding her leggings and setting them down on one of the dressers, Ashley noticed Martti staring at her, “Is something wrong?” Ashley asked as Martti answered by shifting her gaze to towards Ashley’s semi exposed legs, "O-oh... I al-always sleep in just a shirt and p-panties. I-It’s not a problem, is it...?” Ashley hesitantly asked with her face growing warm. “N-nah, it’s cool. J-jus’ didn’t expect it, that’s all.” Martti assured the girl with a light red hue on her face. Ashley smiled softly as she got back on the mattress and turned her back towards Martti before scooting back and cuddling up to her as Martti re-wrapped her arms around Ashley’s wait, getting back in their previous position.
“Comfy?” Martti asked as Ashley nodded.
“Goodnight.” the two girls bidded as they went to sleep.
