The volgende Few Weeks
Michael and Ashley have tried to spend as much time together as possible. Not one dag has gone door that they didn't spend time with each other...until one dreadful dag came...when her sister went a tad bit crazy.
The volgende Day
Ashley just woke up and gotten changed, ready for anything her own sister was gonna throw at her. She wanted to spend the dag with Michael, but since her sister was like his father, she couldn't anger her this day. The guards came and got her and Michael saw her being dragged away. He sighed.
'I hope she'll be alright...' he thought.
He waited around her room for her to return, worried about her.
In The Lair
Ashley was thrown onto the ground in front of her sister. Sarah looked down at her and smirked.
"Dance for me, baby sister..." she zei with a smug look upon her face.
Ashley got up and sighed, dancing as to what her sister said. She had stopped for a brief moment, catching her breath. Sarah wasn't happy about it.
"Did I say u can stop?!"
Ashley turned to Sarah and said, "I'm sorry, but I'm tired. Let me catch my breath."
Once she caught her breath, she continued dancing...only to be stopped. The guards grabbed her and brought her up to Sarah. She could tell Sarah wasn't satisfied at all...and she could tell Sarah was angry. She raised her hand and slapped Ashley across the face, making her fall to the ground. Ashley looked at Sarah, her hand on her cheek, tears falling.
"Take her away!"
The guards picked Ashley up and led her back to her cell.
Back In The Cell
Michael was laying on his bed, thinking of Ashley. Until he heard a cell door open and someone being thrown in. Once he heard the door close, he heard crying. He went into the cell and saw Ashley, crying, with her hand on her cheek and she was on the ground. He walked up to her and helped her up.
"Are u alright, Ash?" He asked, worried.
Ashley shook her head.
"N-No...I'm not okay. My sister is being such a witch...she slapped me." She said, shaking.
Michael gasped slightly and held her close. She wrapped her arms around him and cried on him. Michael rubbed her back, trying to calm her down. She looked at Michael and he looked at her. Michael first kissed her cheek.
"You're with me now...you'll be alright."
She nodded. He then softly kissed her and she kissed him back. Once they released the kiss, Michael automatically thought it was too soon to get really serious with Ashley.
"Well, it’s getting late. We should be in bed door now."
Ashley nodded and let Michael go. He was about to go into his cell, but Ashley grabbed his hand and led him to her bed.
"Stay with me...please?" She asked.
Michael blushed slightly, but smiled and nodded.
"Okay. I'll stay with you."
Ashley smiled through her sadness and layed down with Michael on the bed and soon fell asleep.
Michael and Ashley have tried to spend as much time together as possible. Not one dag has gone door that they didn't spend time with each other...until one dreadful dag came...when her sister went a tad bit crazy.
The volgende Day
Ashley just woke up and gotten changed, ready for anything her own sister was gonna throw at her. She wanted to spend the dag with Michael, but since her sister was like his father, she couldn't anger her this day. The guards came and got her and Michael saw her being dragged away. He sighed.
'I hope she'll be alright...' he thought.
He waited around her room for her to return, worried about her.
In The Lair
Ashley was thrown onto the ground in front of her sister. Sarah looked down at her and smirked.
"Dance for me, baby sister..." she zei with a smug look upon her face.
Ashley got up and sighed, dancing as to what her sister said. She had stopped for a brief moment, catching her breath. Sarah wasn't happy about it.
"Did I say u can stop?!"
Ashley turned to Sarah and said, "I'm sorry, but I'm tired. Let me catch my breath."
Once she caught her breath, she continued dancing...only to be stopped. The guards grabbed her and brought her up to Sarah. She could tell Sarah wasn't satisfied at all...and she could tell Sarah was angry. She raised her hand and slapped Ashley across the face, making her fall to the ground. Ashley looked at Sarah, her hand on her cheek, tears falling.
"Take her away!"
The guards picked Ashley up and led her back to her cell.
Back In The Cell
Michael was laying on his bed, thinking of Ashley. Until he heard a cell door open and someone being thrown in. Once he heard the door close, he heard crying. He went into the cell and saw Ashley, crying, with her hand on her cheek and she was on the ground. He walked up to her and helped her up.
"Are u alright, Ash?" He asked, worried.
Ashley shook her head.
"N-No...I'm not okay. My sister is being such a witch...she slapped me." She said, shaking.
Michael gasped slightly and held her close. She wrapped her arms around him and cried on him. Michael rubbed her back, trying to calm her down. She looked at Michael and he looked at her. Michael first kissed her cheek.
"You're with me now...you'll be alright."
She nodded. He then softly kissed her and she kissed him back. Once they released the kiss, Michael automatically thought it was too soon to get really serious with Ashley.
"Well, it’s getting late. We should be in bed door now."
Ashley nodded and let Michael go. He was about to go into his cell, but Ashley grabbed his hand and led him to her bed.
"Stay with me...please?" She asked.
Michael blushed slightly, but smiled and nodded.
"Okay. I'll stay with you."
Ashley smiled through her sadness and layed down with Michael on the bed and soon fell asleep.
