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    Forever Young – (Chapter: 7 Twists and Turns)


    “Do want me to leave”  I mean she did say she likes to be alone.


    “No.”  I smiled.  “I want you to hold me.  I wanna forget this for now.”  


    “Alright Angel.  But you know your gonna have to face it sometime.”  I said speaking the unwanted truth.  Someone has to and I don’t think it’ll be the brunette.


    “I know.”  At least she can admit it.  Thats something.  “Hold me?”


    “Of course.”


    x x x


    Ashley P.O.V.


    “Hey Ashley”  Go away.  “Ash.”  Beat it.  “Ash you gotta wake up.  Uncle Arthur’s gonna be here in a few minutes.”  Agh.


    “Kyla its to early.”  I didn’t bother opening my eyes as I didn’t plan on waking up.  I wiggled down so that the blanket was now covering my entire body and tried my best to block out my sister.


    “Ashley!.”  She hit my pillow.  “Ash!”  My bed was rocking and it felt like an earthquake but I didn’t flinch. 


    “Fine you know what?”  She threatened in her high pitched pissed voice.  I wasn’t scared.  It’s not a tone that frightens easily.  “Rascal!”  Shit.


    I had a second to think it before a small furry body jumped on me.  He was walking on top me and trying to dig his way under the sheets.  His nose and paws were ready ticklish and I was squirming.  Then he found and opening and I had a dog smothering me between the covers.  


    “Ok Rascal I’m up.”  He’s licking my neck.  “Rascal I’m up I’m up!”  He’s stepping on my ribs and it tickles!.  “Really I’m up-  YUCK!”  I flung the covers up and instantly srung into a sitting position pushing the dog away from me.


    “What happen?”  Kyla asked confused.  I would be too if someone who was practically dead five seconds ago literally sprung to life and started having a spitting fit,


    “He licked the inside of my mouth!”  I spat towards my smug looking dog.  That was so planned!


    Kyla is hunched over laughing as I scraped my tongue trying to get the taste of dog out of there.


    “Your gonna get it mutt.”  I threatened.  

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