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Xena smiled watching the boy, âThatâs rightâŚyouâre doing great.â The girl said with a smile.Â
He paused flushing lightly and gesturing at the page. "I don't what...what's that.." he stuttered pointing again the the word.
Stuck || Fiona & Ashley
Fiona shook her head, hugging the boy closer. âItâs okay, itâs about both of us now.â She whispered. Letting go of the boy, Fiona shook her head. âWeâre both a mess arenât weâŚâ The girl said laughing lightly.Â
"A mess is an understatement." he murmured curling into the blanket further before offering some to Fiona.Â
"Well then there is no reason for you to be in my office, since youâve got everything figured out." The man said folding his arms across his chest. "Get out of my office, season is over."
The whore considered doing just that but he couldn't seem to move from the chair.Â
"The security guy, y'know, the one at the front. I let him fuck me. There's that nurse too, he likes coming in my room at night, pretending to check on me and all. Then there's the doctor, the one with the green eyes, I think. I'm not sure, he likes taking me from behind. Makes sure he writes a good check up report on me, ignores the bruises and stuff."
Ashley didn't seem to be able to stop himself, only half realising he was ranting.Â
"Then there's the patients, and the gardener. He's always too rough. Think he made me bleed a few times, or was it one of the kitchen staff?"
"No Ashley, itâs not stupid." Xena said flipping the pages to an easier passage to read. "Try this one.." She said quietly.Â
Ashley considered the pages for a moment before beginning, voice shaky and stuttery.Â
A hand shot up to her face and Rose attempted to measure one eye and the other by using two fingers. âIs not!â she looked up, from her book tentatively, âWhy do you want to draw me anyways?â
Ashley watched with an amused smirk, settling the book against his lap. His attention turned to his pencils carefully picking one. "Because it makes me not want to off myself. Is that a good enough reason for you?"
"I am? Is it because I can sit so still for long periods of time and also take instruction well?"
"You'd make a good whore then." he gave a small smirk not looking up from his drawing.
"If you did, you wouldnât be sitting here trying to get help. Youâd be back on some random street corner, just waiting to get your perky little ass filled one more time."
"I don't need help." he scoffed before he stared up at the older man, considering. "I'm already doing that. Minus the street corner."
Stuck || Fiona & Ashley
Fiona shook her head, her heart sinking into her stomach. âAshley..â She whispered. The blonde didnât know what to say, they were both broken versions of their formersleves. Slowly sitting up, the girl wrapped her arms around her friend. âThat is not what you areâŚyou are an amazing friend..and I love you.â She whispered in his ear.Â
Ashley leaned against her, feeling heavy. His eyes stung and legs hurt from sitting on the solid ground for so long, yet he couldn't think he could move even if he wanted to. "This was suppose to be about you not me." he murmured, visually flustered. Anything to bring the conversation off the scars.
"You seemed pretty content doing it before I showed up. Want me to leave you alone again, maybe youâll figure it out." She said moving to get up again.Â
"I-I...the letters I can..." he frowned swallowing thickly. "They don't...move around. This was stupid, I-I shouldn't have..."
"Me too.." She said softly. Her eyes ran over the fresh scars on her wrists before tucking her hands under the sheet. If he was going to draw her, sheâd rather have the good parts being seen.
"Have..." he paused "Have you talked to Cillian again yet?"
   âThen letâs get wasted?â Russ asked, growing bored of being a model and thinking about the weed stashed away in his room, and the alcohol in Siobhanâs.
The whore sighed in annoyance. "I only take herion."Â
"Oh, yeah of course." She lifted her chin up then smiled at him, "That good?"
"Good." he nodded with a slight smile back. "You make a good model."
   Russ made an angry cat noise, rolling his eyes. âSheesh, dude. Chillax.â
The whore blinked, fixing him with a stare. "I'm too sober for this." he murmured before sketching lightly on the paper.
She turned the page and shrugged, âWhat if you suck? I donât want one eye looking deformed or something.â
"If I draw your eye deformed it's cause it's already like that." he retorted sitting down anyway.
She sat quietly as to not disturb him, but watched his hands with a large amount on intrigue.
Ashley paused gesturing with his fingers. "Can you lift your chin?" before he was back bending over the paper.
Fiona shrugged her shoulders slightly. âIâm alrightâŚthey come in every 2 hours to make sure I havenât left.â The blonde said with a shrug. âBut, they are letting me move back to my dorm tomorrow.â She said with a soft smile.Â
Ashley nodded, he knew what that was like. "That's good." he paused glancing up. "I'm glad you're okay." before he was ducking his head back down to carefully draw the line of her jaw.
"Come on AshleyâŚyou and I both know you can. Youâre just being stubborn." The woman said moving to sit next to him.Â
"I can't!" he huffed out, frustrated. "I-I'm not being stubborn o-or difficult. I c-can't."Â