Love Me Tender, chapter 6
I stared at myself in the mirror. I was wearing Ryan's blue boxers and a white wifebeater. For having been trampled, my make-up didn't look too bad, so I left it alone. I pulled my hair out of the ponytail it had been in and fluffed it out with my fingers. I pulled my bangs so that they hung in front of my eyes, then I ruffled them slightly. I stepped out of the bathroom to find Ryan sitting in his bed, changing the channels on the tv. He smiled when I walked in.
"Hi."
"Hi Ryan."
"Do you mind if I have the tv on for a while? It's the only way I can fall asleep." Ryan asked me while watching the tv screen. I told him it was alright while I looked through my jeans to try and find my cell phone, but I couldn't find it. I sighed. Ryan looked up.
"What's wrong?"
"My cell phone is gone." I sighed again, and walked over to the hotel room phone.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm gonna call my cell. If its anywhere in the room, we'll hear it ring." I dialed and listened. I didn't hear it ring in the room and it went straight to voicemail. I didn't leave a message. Then I called Nikki. I hadn't seen her since we were separated, and I was worried. Nobody picked up, so I called her house. No answer. As a final chance, I called my home phone. It rang twice, and then a man's voice picked up.
"I've got you now. Caller ID, bitch."
Oh crap.
I hung up as quickly as possible. I knew that voice. It was Master.
"Ugh. Shit."
Ryan looked up at me.
"Whats wrong Ashley?"
I looked at him nervously. I sat down on the bed.
"A...A per-person that I...that I don't l-like picked up. And they have caller ID. So...so now that person knows wh-where I am. And...And thats not g-good."
"Oh. Thats okay. We won't let him get you, okay? Now sleep. But fiiiiirst, lets change your bandages." I sighed and Ryan threw the covers off of himself and walked over to me. He was wearing a pair of red boxers that hung loosely off his narrow waist. He picked up the bandages from the night table and changed them. His hands hovered over my neck and once or twice I started giggling madly. My neck is pretty ticklish. Whenever I started laughing, he would flash me a cutely confused smile, and then laugh with me. When he finished, he climbed back into his own bed and changed the channel to MTV. Because it was so late, music videos were on. I heard the opening lines of "Buttons" by the Pussycat Dolls, and I started to dance. I danced around the room a little, while Ryan alternativly laughed and shook his head at me. Finally I grabbed his hands and he spun me in a few tight circles. Then he laughed and got back into bed. The song ended, and he turned off the tv.
"Goodnight Ashley."
"Goodnight Ryan."
And he turned off the light, and we fell asleep.
"Hi."
"Hi Ryan."
"Do you mind if I have the tv on for a while? It's the only way I can fall asleep." Ryan asked me while watching the tv screen. I told him it was alright while I looked through my jeans to try and find my cell phone, but I couldn't find it. I sighed. Ryan looked up.
"What's wrong?"
"My cell phone is gone." I sighed again, and walked over to the hotel room phone.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm gonna call my cell. If its anywhere in the room, we'll hear it ring." I dialed and listened. I didn't hear it ring in the room and it went straight to voicemail. I didn't leave a message. Then I called Nikki. I hadn't seen her since we were separated, and I was worried. Nobody picked up, so I called her house. No answer. As a final chance, I called my home phone. It rang twice, and then a man's voice picked up.
"I've got you now. Caller ID, bitch."
Oh crap.
I hung up as quickly as possible. I knew that voice. It was Master.
"Ugh. Shit."
Ryan looked up at me.
"Whats wrong Ashley?"
I looked at him nervously. I sat down on the bed.
"A...A per-person that I...that I don't l-like picked up. And they have caller ID. So...so now that person knows wh-where I am. And...And thats not g-good."
"Oh. Thats okay. We won't let him get you, okay? Now sleep. But fiiiiirst, lets change your bandages." I sighed and Ryan threw the covers off of himself and walked over to me. He was wearing a pair of red boxers that hung loosely off his narrow waist. He picked up the bandages from the night table and changed them. His hands hovered over my neck and once or twice I started giggling madly. My neck is pretty ticklish. Whenever I started laughing, he would flash me a cutely confused smile, and then laugh with me. When he finished, he climbed back into his own bed and changed the channel to MTV. Because it was so late, music videos were on. I heard the opening lines of "Buttons" by the Pussycat Dolls, and I started to dance. I danced around the room a little, while Ryan alternativly laughed and shook his head at me. Finally I grabbed his hands and he spun me in a few tight circles. Then he laughed and got back into bed. The song ended, and he turned off the tv.
"Goodnight Ashley."
"Goodnight Ryan."
And he turned off the light, and we fell asleep.
