Chapter 18-Forgiven or not?

                                    

                                          
Hey guys. I'm really sorry for not writing last week's chapter. I am having a major author's block and I needed time to think. I have a lot going in my life and I am trying my best to write. I am losing my will to write this book and my other book but I am not going to leave you guys. I promised myself I would write something and actually finish it. Well anyways here's the chapter.
                          
Happy reading! (. _.)
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Victoria's POV:
                          
I woke up, freezing and thanks to a fucking animal outside my window. I untangled myself from the sheets and swung my legs off the bed but to add to my dilemma, I fell face down. I groaned and cursed as I went to the bathroom. I stripped off my clothing and turn the shower to warm. I savoured the warmth of the water. I then started to have an odd feeling. I looked around then I saw it. I fucking big ass brown spider beside the door. I screamed and hurriedly wrapped myself on the towel. Just then the door pounded.
                          
"Victoria! Are you okay?!" Ashton shouted from behind the door. I couldn't speak because I was shocked and was freezing.  He bang on the door and the spider crawled closer. I screamed at the top of my lungs and Ashton burst in with his gun in hand. I hugged myself.
                          
"What's wrong?" He said alarmingly. I shakily pointed at the spider closer to us.
                          
 He sighed and wacked it with a newspaper beside the toilet. The spider jumped away from the newspaper and on Ashton. He screamed and started to wacked himself with his hand all over his body and jumping around. I stood there watching him, frozen in place as I watched the dead spider on the bathroom floor. He looks at me worriedly.
                          
"Are you okay?"
                          
"Y-Yeah" I said and he noticed I'm shivering.
                          
"Okay. Get dressed." He says as he dismissed himself.
                          
"Hey, Ashton?" I say to to his attention.
                          
"Yeah?" He turns to look at me.
                          
"Thanks." I smiled at him.
                          
"No problem. I will never make anything hurt you." He says and leaves me alone. But you hurt me I say to myself.
                          
I got dressed with my same clothes and went downstairs. He sat on the counter drinking coffee and playing on his phone. I went to bring down the mug but my shaky hands made it fall. It was a loud clank and Ashton looks at me. I bent down to pick it up and I noticed another pair of hands helping me. I look up to see Ashton helping me. I stared at him in wonder. Why is he so nice after everything I did? Is he guilty? I shook the thoughts away and picked up the remaining pieces of mug. Just then I got cut and Ashton grabs my finger and place it under the faucet to rinse the blood away. He got on one knee and started to clean my cut.
                          
"Thanks Ashton." I smiled at him and then I hugged him. He embraced me back and walked over the counter. He leaves me sitting on the couch by myself. I scoffed. What a gentleman. I sneered to myself and walked over to the coffee maker.
                          
I finish cooking dinner and he came inside with a lot of firewood. His hair looked as if he just woken up, looking sexy as ever. His skin was white and his lips were pinkish. I place the food on the table and he sat down eating the food. We haven't spoken much to each other.
                          
"Are you okay?" I blinked and noticed I have been staring at him. I felt my bush fired up in my cheeks in humiliation.
                          
"Yeah-w- Why not?" I stuttered lamely. He chuckles softly, sending chills over my body. I wasn't cold but here I am getting goose bumps all over my skin.