A Shade Of Dark Blue
Title: “A Shade of Dark Blue”
Character: Asher Green
Rating: mxf – all ages.
Word: 3). Dark
Fandom/Original? Original
Roleplay link? Touch Her Right Back
Archive: three out of one hundred
Summary: Asher begins to wonder if last night was a mistake or not

Note: 1,019 words

You’d think that after all we had been through that night that she would’ve at least stayed for a bit. That she would’ve at least want to lay down and cuddle, or stay for breakfast. But, no, she was expressing that she was going to be late. I knew she wouldn’t be late for class, before I was in her class after all. We didn’t have class until later on. So, why was she running away so quickly? Why did she want to just leave the house and the memory of the perfect night behind? I really did want an answer, but when I got the answer, I wished that I had never ever heard it. The reason for why she wanted to leave so badly…

She had a boyfriend.

Man, I felt like a total jerk. As I slowly walked around the room, I felt the urge to clean. I always felt the urge to clean the rooms when I was confused or upset about something. My mum had the same type of trait, so it didn’t seem so weird. I had one hand holding a large black bin bag open and the other grasping onto various pieces of rubbish, shoving them into the bag. For some reason, this was clearing my mind. Making me come up with reasoning to find peace. Why didn’t she tell me? Well, of course, you can’t start off a hello with “Hi, my name is Jenna – oh by the way, I have a boyfriend so no ogling at me” Well, you could but it would just be weird, wouldn’t it? But, why didn’t she tell me afterwards? Why didn’t she tell me “stop kissing my shoulder, you sleaze, I have a boyfriend” All these different phrases that stuck in my head made my stomach ache. I had just been part of an affair pretty much

I could remember when I was cheated on. When I was told that my beautiful girlfriend who I loved so much had cheated on me – not only that, but it was with my literature teacher. Oh yeah, it got worse – She had gotten pregnant by him and had an abortion. I couldn’t believe it. My heart just dropped into my stomach and my chest just got so tight. I could hear my heart beat in my ears, and I felt like vomiting. The whole world just stopped as she confessed in my arms. That was possibly the last time I was ever in a relationship, and the last time I ever cuddled with anyone.

I made my way around the house, stepping over all the bodies that were still currently asleep. Lazy arses. Finally, as I came to the closet, I opened it to make sure that no one had slept in it, or left any surprises in there. Taking a step into it, was almost like taking a set into last night… How the two of us has slow danced. “The Minstrel’s Prayer” by Cartel was playing, and I was softly singing in her ear. My heart racing and my stomach doing floppy flips. Finally, I had gotten the nerve and brought her into the closet where I confessed to her. I told her how I thought she was beautiful, and how there was no need for heaven, because when I was around her, it was like I was already standing in heaven next to an angel. Then, I placed a hand on her cheek. I felt her breath shudder with emotion. And then… she placed her hand on my jaw line, into the back of my hair and pulled me into a kiss.

Wait a second.

She pulled me into a kiss. Not Asher Green pulled her into a kiss. She had wanted to kiss me

For some reason, a part of me felt well… happy – it was an ego booster too! I mean, I had pretty much asked her permission, and she had agreed. Therefore, it’s not really my fault, was it? She never told me that she had a boyfriend, and didn’t push me away when we stood so closely or held hands or slow danced. Heck, she had a freaking whole hour to push me off while we were in this closet, passionately kissing and making out before we headed off to my bedroom. Memory of what had happened after that got even hazier but all I could remember was that it was the most amazing night I had ever had. The connection between Jenna and I was just… ah, there were no words for it. It was just… ah!

“Hey, Ashy buddy” said a voice.

I looked up quickly to see my best friend, Orson. Orson had been my best and main buddy since year five – ever since Mark Taylor put bubble gum in my hair, and Orson beat him up for me. Been best friends ever since. Think and thin. As I looked up to see that ‘oh my gosh, I’m hung over, and I think I got a tattoo’ look, I tried my hardest to put on a smile on for him.

“Hey,” I replied simply. I was going to say something more, but instead I bent down and grabbed one of the empty beer bottles, placing it in the bag.

This got Orson alarmed. “Okay, what happened?” he asked, grabbing me by the arm and making me come and sit on the couch. And this was how I was forced to tell my best friend about how I just let the best thing in the world just walk right out of my sight… Then, how I was told by one of the pledges that she had a boyfriend. The guy wasn’t just another frat guy – oh no, it had to be the worst person in the whole world – Ted Bauer. Both of us cringed at the name. Seriously, he was a jerk. Anyways, yeah, I told him everything. Told him how my once red beating heart was slowly turning dark blue was the bruise left from last night.

Yeah, even hearts can bruise into a shade of dark blue.