All The Good Titles Were Taken...So We Used This One!, chapter 8
Before they went out, Ashley had told Jamie that she didn't care what the apartment looked like. She and Jamie had the same taste so she knew that if Jamie liked it then so would she. Jamie and Billie walked into the last apartment for the day. They had hated each and every one of the others. They walked into the last one. Billie wrapped his arms around Jamie's waist from behind.
"I can just picture you here," He wispered into her ear. They went to see all of the rooms. Then the two walked into the bedroom, "I could picture BOTH of us here." Billie said cheekily, earning him a playfull slap on the arm from Jamie. They loved it. They knew that Ashley would aswell so Jamie bought the apartment. They were very quick about it and said that they could move in, in two days. Jamie was as happy as can be.
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Ashley sat shock still at the news she had just been given. The news wouldn't sink in. Tears streamed down her face. Her eyes resembled a waterfall. She couldn't belive it.
"How long?" she asked between sobs.
"Two days," the nurse replied, trying not to make her cry anymore. It didn't work. This couldn't be happening. She didn't belive it. The nurse led her out of the room and called the next patient in. She ran up to Tré, crying.
"Is it that bad?" asked Tré as he hugged her. Ashley nodded. "Do you want to tell me alone?" Ashley nodded again. Tré told Mike to fuck off for a minute. Mike suddenly went into another bad mood. No-one tells him anything. Tré sat Ashley down on the bench where he was sitting moments before. A concerned look spread over his face as he heard her mumbling random stuff to herself.
"Please, just tell me whats wrong," pleaded Tré. Ashley burst into tears again,"If you don't want me to tell the others, I won't."
"Don't tell the others,"she replied through tears.
"I won't, now tell me what's wrong. If you need medicine on a daily basis thing, I'll help. If you need pills...."
"Too late for that,"Ashley blurted out. The color drained from Tré's face. It all came together now.
"You mean your....." Tré asked, not quite finishing the sentence.Ashley nodded.
"So we're gonna have a......" Ashley nodded again. More tears came now. Tré honestly didn't know how to react.
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Jamie and Billie arrived back at the room. Jamie needed to tell Ashley that she'd bought them both an apartment. She saw that Ashley had left her cell phone on the table. Typical. She borrowed Billie's cell and called Mike.
"Hello?" answered Mike as he stood outside the clinic, waiting to be let back in.
"Hey, Mike, it's Jamie. Has Ashley come out yet?"asked Jamie.
"Yup," he replied.
"Can I talk to her? I've got some really good news and she'll be so happy," Jamie added happily
"Umm..sure...gimmie a sec," Mike said while opening the door and telling Ashley that her friend is on the phone and to make it quick.
"Umm..hi," greeted Ashley as she tried to hide the fact that she was crying. It didn't work.
"What's wrong?! Is it that bad?" cried Jamie.
"I'll tell you later." Ashley hung up before her friend started to argue. She handed the phone back to Mike and was about to go back in to Tré, when he came out.
"Don't worry. We'll sort something out. And whatever you choose to do, I'll support you," Tré said as he came out of the building. Mike heard this and guessed what had happened. He guessed correctly but he didn't say anything. They got into a cab and drove back to the hotel in silence.
"I can just picture you here," He wispered into her ear. They went to see all of the rooms. Then the two walked into the bedroom, "I could picture BOTH of us here." Billie said cheekily, earning him a playfull slap on the arm from Jamie. They loved it. They knew that Ashley would aswell so Jamie bought the apartment. They were very quick about it and said that they could move in, in two days. Jamie was as happy as can be.
***
Ashley sat shock still at the news she had just been given. The news wouldn't sink in. Tears streamed down her face. Her eyes resembled a waterfall. She couldn't belive it.
"How long?" she asked between sobs.
"Two days," the nurse replied, trying not to make her cry anymore. It didn't work. This couldn't be happening. She didn't belive it. The nurse led her out of the room and called the next patient in. She ran up to Tré, crying.
"Is it that bad?" asked Tré as he hugged her. Ashley nodded. "Do you want to tell me alone?" Ashley nodded again. Tré told Mike to fuck off for a minute. Mike suddenly went into another bad mood. No-one tells him anything. Tré sat Ashley down on the bench where he was sitting moments before. A concerned look spread over his face as he heard her mumbling random stuff to herself.
"Please, just tell me whats wrong," pleaded Tré. Ashley burst into tears again,"If you don't want me to tell the others, I won't."
"Don't tell the others,"she replied through tears.
"I won't, now tell me what's wrong. If you need medicine on a daily basis thing, I'll help. If you need pills...."
"Too late for that,"Ashley blurted out. The color drained from Tré's face. It all came together now.
"You mean your....." Tré asked, not quite finishing the sentence.Ashley nodded.
"So we're gonna have a......" Ashley nodded again. More tears came now. Tré honestly didn't know how to react.
***
Jamie and Billie arrived back at the room. Jamie needed to tell Ashley that she'd bought them both an apartment. She saw that Ashley had left her cell phone on the table. Typical. She borrowed Billie's cell and called Mike.
"Hello?" answered Mike as he stood outside the clinic, waiting to be let back in.
"Hey, Mike, it's Jamie. Has Ashley come out yet?"asked Jamie.
"Yup," he replied.
"Can I talk to her? I've got some really good news and she'll be so happy," Jamie added happily
"Umm..sure...gimmie a sec," Mike said while opening the door and telling Ashley that her friend is on the phone and to make it quick.
"Umm..hi," greeted Ashley as she tried to hide the fact that she was crying. It didn't work.
"What's wrong?! Is it that bad?" cried Jamie.
"I'll tell you later." Ashley hung up before her friend started to argue. She handed the phone back to Mike and was about to go back in to Tré, when he came out.
"Don't worry. We'll sort something out. And whatever you choose to do, I'll support you," Tré said as he came out of the building. Mike heard this and guessed what had happened. He guessed correctly but he didn't say anything. They got into a cab and drove back to the hotel in silence.
