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    To Spashley With Love – (Chapter: Chapter Twenty-Nine)

    I was tossing and turning in my sleep. I’ve had this dream before, but the ending never stays the same. It usually starts off with Ashley and me being happy and in love, but the ending is never so happy. The end usually ends in tragedy. Ashley and I were dancing to a slow song. We were looking into each other’s eyes. “Baby, what’s wrong?” Ashley asked with concern.

    “Nothing,” I sighed having a feeling that the dream is going to end with the recent events that have occurred in our life.

    “Are you sure, babe?” asked an unconvinced Ashley. Whose ass do I have to kick? Ashley let out a light chuckle.

    “It’s not even about that,” I began.

    “What is it then?” questioned Ashley.

    “With everything going on, lately I just… I feel like everything is falling apart,” I responded as I began to cry on Ashley’s shoulder. Ashley hugged me.

    It was then that Ashley vanished from my dream and I was at the courtyard. I saw me having the fight with Chelsea and Ashley pushing me out of the way. It was that moment when Ashley got stabbed. I saw myself going towards Ashley, holding on to her dead body.

    “No!” I screamed in my sleep. Ashley, don’t die! Ashley was holding on to me trying to calm me down from my nightmare. There was a knock on the door. Kyla opened the door.

    “Another nightmare?” asked Kyla with curiosity.

    “Yeah,” Ashley answered. They are getting worse by night.

    “I’m sorry to hear that,” stated Kyla.

    “God, are we ever going to get sleep again?” Aiden groaned. When will these reoccurring nightmares stop with her, Ashley? Kyla and I need to work in the morning.

    “If you have a problem, Dennison, I suggest that you sleep on the streets,” responded Ashley. My girl is going through a hard time and saw me get stabbed and saw another girl kill herself. So yes she is going to have nightmares!

    “Alright, I’m sorry,” Aiden said. I never thought about it that way.

    “I’m not the one you should be apologizing to though,” replied Ashley.

    “Is there anything else you need us to do?” Kyla questioned.

    “No, I can take it from here,” responded Ashley as she still held on to me even though I wouldn’t stop squirming. Thanks, Ky.

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    1. im retarted i forgot to say i loved it and just the way u can see that they love eachother idk i just feel a strong connection between them unlike some storys….ok im done

    2. im retarted i forgot to say i loved it and just the way u can see that they love eachother idk i just feel a strong connection between them unlike some storys….ok im done

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