Chapter 30

Johnny roared, "Ashley! I swear if you don't open this fucking door right now, I'm gonna break it down!"

'Do it! I triple dog dare you Johnny Vincent' Ashley screamed in her head. Oh he would get it real good if he went through with his threat.

"I mean it! Open the damn door." He yelled. She had half the mind to go out there and introduce Johnny to her fist. "1, 2...3!" Before Johnny made contact with the door, Ashley opened the door. He crashed into the sink, and successfully bruised his left side.

'That's what you get.' Ashley crossed her arms angrily, her brown eyes darken in rage.

Johnny groaned in pain, "You don't wanna be messing with Johnny!"

His girlfriend was taken back, she blinked in disbelief. "I- uh I mean why do you have to be that way Ash?"

"Mmhhm.." She hummed, a brow perked. Ashley walked out of the bathroom and into Johnny's room. She sat on the edge of the couch with legs crossed. Soon after Johnny came in, much calmer than before.

"Explain this to me one more time before I go over and ring that basket case's neck."
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*TWO HOURS AGO*

Russell left with a big picnic basket filled with food for him and his gang. Ashley soon later baked a batch of 'I'm sorry' cookies and took them to the tenements. She parked a block away from the building. Ashley hated it, the rundown apartment complex looked like they would crumble away with just one gust of wind that happened to blow by. She sought out a handful of home investors to renew the apartments, and two emailed back, saying they would gladly take on the job.

'Can't wait for this place to be habitable and not violate health codes.' Ashley hummed happily.

"Are you okay child?" A shrilled elderly voice shouted out behind Ashley. She turned to see Miss Abby, a 70 year old elderly woman she befriended in the streets of Bullworth. Miss. Abby wore a baby blue dress and white apron with pink slippers and has white curly hair with pink curlers. Ashley noticed the older woman suffered from senile dementia and she lived in the tenements. However, the poor woman was that: poor. She had not one cent to her name (which she frequently forgets) and once, Ashley caught Miss. Abby eating dog food. After that, Ashley began to watch after her, made sure she had good insurance, a roof over her head, clean clothes, fresh food, and the best doctor she could find.

Ashley waved and smiled at her older friend. "Did you know that my grandson is going to be boxing in the big match! I wish he wouldn't, it's so dangerous!"

The younger girl simply grabbed her older friend's arm and gently led her to the apartments. All the rooms are rundown and poorly kept, but Ashley managed to find one better than the rest and pay for Miss. Abby's rent. The elderly woman refused to live in Ashley's mansion, she had a panic attack in the new environment. She kicked and screamed for her 'kidnappers' to let her go.

"Did you know Emily Smith and I go way back? Her son Gary used to play with my grandson all the time." That was the first time Ashley had heard her say anything about Gary. "Of course that sad woman became cruel and cold. Hated her mean old guts and that Gary fellow? Grew up to be just like her."

Usually Miss Abby would brag about her multiple grandchildren that happen to all attend Bullworth Academy, she even claimed Jimmy was her long lost grandson. But nothing was ever muttered about Gary Smith or his family. Ashley wasn't sure she should get more information out of the old woman, but she was senile so it was most likely a delusion. "Thank you deary, I hope you will come and visit again!" Miss Abby shuffled up the steps of the complex and into the building. Ashley was about to enter herself when she heard someone yelling by the side of the tenements.

"I swear when I find her she got some serious explaining to do!" Johnny. She recognized that voice anywhere.

"Calm down man, I'm sure she ain't mean nothing by being with Russell," another voiced chimed in, she assumed it was Peanut.

The anger in Johnny's voice almost deafened Ashley, "I don't care! That punk had the nerve to walk out with my woman. It's making me real angry!"

As Ashley peeked around the corner, she saw Hal, Peanut (aha she knew it), Ricky, Norton, and her loving boyfriend Johnny in a circle. "Man I'm sure nothing happened man, Ash ain't that type of girl to cheat." Norton tried to reassure his best friend.

"Of course she ain't that type! But that low-life, retarded scum think he can make a move on my girl? I ain't gonna let that slide. No one makes a fool outta Johnny Vincent!" He roared.

Ashley couldn't take anymore of his trash talking and stepped out of her hiding place. With a hand on her hip, a brow raised, she cleared her throat loudly, loud enough to have caught all five boys attention. 'Hey Ash', 'Yo Ash', and other greetings were given. She shot them a quick smile before she sobered up and stared down Johnny. "Ah man! Are those cookies!" Hal saw the medium sized tupperware, "I love your cookies!" He seized the plastic container out of her hands. Peanut smacked the back of his head.

"Don't be rude numbskull." Peanut hissed.

"Sorry," Hal mumbled, a cookie already placed in his mouth.

Johnny and Ashley had a staring contest, the boys sensed the air thicken. "Um so yea, we just gonna take the goods and share them with the rest of the gang." Ricky grabbed Hal by the collar and dragged him inside, Peanut followed right behind them. Norton glanced at Johnny, his eyes practically told him to screw up. The leader of the greaser scoffed.

Ashley walked up to Johnny and kissed the side of his neck. He tensed, the same butterflies raged in his gut. He would always get those damned things whenever he was close or with the black haired girl. He felt he was on cloud 9 when he got a whiff of her shampoo, and today she looked like an angel and he thought he was the devil. He knew he sounded cheesy as all hell, it made him sick to the stomach, but it was true. Ashley was just this perfect human being to ever grace earth with her unworldly presence. Johnny had to keep her safe, away from anyone who tried to take her away from him- even if it meant going against Russell.

Johnny growled out loud. That name made him even more prissy than before. "What did you do with that chump?" Ashley backed up a little, her brown eyes hypnotized him. She frowned and Johnny wanted nothing more than to kiss her silly.

Let's go inside. She typed on her phone.

He narrowed his eyes suspiciously, "Why? What's wrong with talkin' out here huh? You embarrassed to be seen with me? It that it? Well it don't look like you were embarrassed to be with that giant retarded ape!"

Ashley lightly slapped Johnny, a glared firmly fixed itself on her face. Don't you go insulting my friends Johnny!

He couldn't believe this. His girlfriend defended another man that wasn't him. "Oh so now you're all buddy-buddy with him is that it? You would rather be with him than with me!" He pulled her by the arm, Ashley stumbled against Johnny's chest. "Well I am a lot better than that gorilla!"

IF YOU DON'T LET ME GO THIS VERY SECOND, I'M BREAKING UP YOU. She typed in all caps. Johnny did as he was told, his eyes wide. His heart dropped, his breath hitched. Whenever he argued with Lola, he was the one who did the breaking up, never the other way around. And yes, he did manhandle Lola, never too roughly, but she loved it and found it sexy. That usually led the two to angry sex.

Now we are both going inside and calmly talk about this. And just a kindly reminder, you ever lay a hand on me like that again, we are done. She scowled. Ashley stomped inside, not waiting for her stupid boyfriend.
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The couple laid on the floor mattress, two cold cokes sat untouched a few feet away from them and a couple half bitten cookies laid on a styrofoam plate not far either. Ashley allowed (keyword) to lay his head on her lap as she played with his hair. She waited for him to apologize before they could have a conversation.

Johnny felt anger ooze out of every pore of Ashley's skin, her calm yet infuriated eyes made him real nervous. "Whaddya wanna talk about?"

For a second, Ashley stopped playing with his hair and glowered, her eyebrow twitched in irritation. Then she resumed touching his greased up hair. "I'm," Johnny swallowed his pride, he sensed that what she really wanted was an apology. "I'm sorry about grabbing you the way I did, and for calling Russell a giant retarded ape."

She smiled, but there was no warmth. Thank you.

"Can I ask you a question?" Johnny needed to know what happened between his girl and Russell when they were alone in her dorm. He heard people say the two held hands as they walked up her room. If it has to do with Russell, pick your words wisely.

He nodded to himself, even if she typed he was able to tell her words were cold. "What happened between you two?"

Ashley frowned, however she expected it. Johnny left a toxic relationship a few days ago, and he still carried some of that dirty laundry into their new relationship. It was expected of him to want to blame the new girl for the old girl's mistake, but he needed to cut it the hell loose; unless he wanted to push her away and she would terminate their relationship. Ashley decided to be patient and work with Johnny to learn she is not anything like Lola.

I will tell you the whole thing, and please refrain from interrupting me. Desperation decorated her eyes, she went to the lengths to mouth the word please. It broke Johnny's heart to have seen her like that all because of him, so he calmed himself down. He leaned up, his elbows carried his weight, his lips lightly pecked Ashley's lips. She heavily blushed, her lips puckered in annoyance. How could she stay mad at him if he was so cute?

You know, very well Russell and I are close, before you and I were a couple. She needed to make that fact clear. That day at lunch, was the first time we had been able to hang out in months. Just the two of us.

Johnny frowned, the familiar feeling of jealousy bubbled in his gut. Ashley shot him a warning look. I promised we would eat together like old times but then you appeared and so did everyone else. She sighed tiredly, as she remembered that day that didn't happen not long ago, it gave her a headache. Russell wanted to pound all of you into dust, but he knew I would be mad at him so he gave up. Her eyes watered, Russell's sad eyes flashed through her mind. It broke her heart all over again.

I almost lost a friend Johnny, one of my best friends. And earlier today he was used like some tool by that jackass. The jack ass you kept me from kicking his ass. Ashley slapped Johnny upside the head with a scowl on her face. "Ow.." He couldn't help but smile, a surge of pride swelled in his chest. He knew his woman can handle herself and others if needed too. Better not be patronizing me Johnny, she threatened, but a small smile also crept onto her face.

I just had to fix our friendship Johnny, I don't know if you know this but Russell is like a giant teddy bear- He scoffed. That was laughable. Russell was more of a muscly stone giant than a fluffy soft teddy bear. -and he needed me. Whether you like it or not, I love him like a brother and we are going to be friends.

Johnny sat up quickly, "Woah, wait you love him-" Ashley stuffed a cookie into his mouth. Yes I do, but as a friend you dork. Geez learn how to read would ya?

He glared, "I don't know if I'm comfortable with you hanging out with him now."

And I don't know if I'm comfortable with you telling me what I can and cannot do, Johnny Vincent. She returned a glare of her own.

This was tough. A voice in the greaser's head told him that Ashley isn't Lola, that she won't cheat or run into the arms of another man that could provide for her. He remembered their talk Halloween night, and all the other days when they were friends. Everyone in the whole town knew she was different. A sudden calm settled in his body, he felt at ease. "I'm sorry for being such a dick. I know you ain't like that, like her. It's just you're the total package and I want to keep you all to myself. It drives me insane to think that you might get bored of me and leave me for some other douche."

Oh Johnny, you're not a dick, you're an idiot and a dick. She smiled a goofy smile that made he fall even harder for her. "Hey wait did you-" Ashley grabbed his head and pulled him into her's. Electricity. Hot white electricity. Johnny moved his lips against her's, but felt her own lips stood still. He pulled away first and smirked at how red her entire face was. This was her first kiss after all.

"Follow my lead and take it slow. You'll get the hang of it. Kissing is like second nature." They tried again, this time she wasn't a statue. Ashley did what he said, taking the kiss slow. After a while, the broke apart for air.

Better?

Johnny nodded vigorously, "A lot better."

She smiled happily, Johnny, you may be an idiot, but you're my idiot.

"Thanks," he chuckled. Ashley pulled him in for another kiss. She took the lead which surprised the greaser. Her lips were soft and tasted like chocolate. She sat herself on his lap, straddling him. Ashley wrapped her arms around his neck, one hand gently pulled on his hair and the other laid on the base of his neck. Johnny wrapped his arms around her body, one hand on her ass and the other on her waist. Ashley nipped on his bottom lip, and he pulled away. "What the hell was that?"

Her eyes widen, embarrassment flooded her body. She shied away as she bit her own lip nervously. Did I do something wrong?

Johnny sat there, unmoving. He watched as she fidgeted under his gaze, her cheeks ablaze, her teeth bit her bottom lip- the lips that he should be sucking on. Ashley looked so damn innocent and irresistible he wanted to take her then and there. She reached for her phone, to type something, but Johnny lunged at her. He knocked her down, his body would had crushed her if he hadn't used his forearms as support. Johnny attacked her neck mercilessly, a hand gently yanked her hair so she would arch her body into his. This made her neck much more accessible. Johnny left multiple trails of wet kisses up and down her neck and he found himself back at her lips. "The only one who gets to bite your lips is me. Got that?" Johnny declared, his voice husky and deep. Ashley felt his chest rumble lowly through his clothes, it made her audibly gulp as she nodded her head. "Good."

The two continued their makeout session until Johnny' mouth trailed down to her chest, over the fading mark Gary left days ago.

Gary.

Ashley violently pushed Johnny off of her. Guilt racked her body, she decided to tell Johnny what had happened between the two before Gary had the pleasure to ruin their relationship.

Johnny, there's something you need to know. Her hand shook a bit, unsure on how to tell him. "What is it Ash?" He pushed away a loose strand of her before he grabbed Ashley and tugged her to his chest.

Remember Halloween? How I had that maid costume? A perverted smile stretched across Johnny's face. Oh he remembered alright, such a shame he didn't get a chance to take a picture with her that night.

"Oh yeah." He sighed in content, that was a nice mental picture to have. He made sure to save that for later. Ashley giggled and smacked his arm, "Well what about it?"

This was it. I was forced to wear it.

Johnny furrowed his brows in confusion. "Whaddya mean?"

You know how Gary is always coming up with schemes? Well one of them involved me wearing that maid suit, unfortunately. The greaser didn't like were this was heading to.

"Go on." He demanded steely. Johnny never liked that freak, sick bastard was real cruel, even to his standards. Weirdo would always torture people and talk to himself about how he was a genius and how he would take over the school. Gary would give out bad vibes. Not that Johnny was scared of him, no he knew he could take on that chump, but that didn't mean he would want to cross paths with him.

I dressed up in Jimmy's room and there was a knock on the door. It was Gary. He walked in and before I knew it, he attacked me.

"That scum! Attacked you how?" Johnny snarled.

He began to kiss me everywhere- except my lips. The bastard left hickeys, love bites, and he touched me.

Johnny's brown eyes seemed as if they turned pure black. His knuckles were white, his jaw clenched shut. "Where. Did. That. Bastard. Touch. You?" Johnny seethed. Never in his life did he want to kill a man. Ashley's eyes widen in horror. What had she done?

She didn't answer him fast enough, he grabbed both her arms and lightly shook her. "Baby girl, tell me exactly what he did and I'll go and teach him a lesson."

NO, please don't. Don't worry about him anymore. What happened was a mistake I have to live with for the rest of my life. Ashley grimaced in disgust, it was clear to him she hated it.

"Did you liked it?" Johnny realized she typed mistake, which meant she must of reacted to that sick bastard. "Did you encourage him?" He whispered lowly.

Guilt plagued Ashley's face, she dropped her head in shame. It was enough to push Johnny to his limit.

He stood up and paced angrily while cussing out to the world. Ashley couldn't handle being in the same room as him. She rushed to the bathroom down the hall. "Ashley! Come back here now!" For extra measures, the black haired girl locked the door. Excessive banging boomed throughout the small room. "Open up! I just want to talk."

Ashley hit the door.

Johnny roared, "Ashley! I swear if you don't open this fucking door right now, I'm gonna break it down!"

'Do it! I triple dog dare you Johnny Vincent' Ashley screamed in her head. Oh he would get it real good if he went through with his threat.

"I mean it! Open the damn door." He yelled. She had half the mind to go out there and introduce Johnny to her fist. "1, 2...3!" Before Johnny made contact with the door, Ashley opened the door. He crashed into the sink, and successfully bruised his left side.

'That's what you get.' Ashley crossed her arms angrily, her brown eyes darken in rage.

Johnny groaned in pain, "You don't wanna be messing with Johnny!"

His girlfriend was taken back, she blinked in disbelief. "I- uh I mean why do you have to be that way Ash?"

"Mmhhm.." She hummed, a brow perked. Ashley walked out of the bathroom and into Johnny's room. She sat on the edge of the couch with legs crossed. Soon after Johnny came in, much calmer than before.

"Explain this to me one more time before I go over and ring that basket case's neck."

Ashley walked back to the room they were in and reached out for her phone. I want you to know this Johnny, after what happened I wanted to throw up. Every fiber of my being hated what happened. Don't ask why, but I did react to his touches. I really wished I didn't but I did.

Johnny said nothing at first, but then said, "I don't want you anywhere near that chump anymore."

She shook her head in agreement, Don't worry about it babe, I will try and stay away from him.

"What do you mean try, you will stay away."

I have almost every single class with him. It's almost impossible to not be in the same room as him.

"Then I will have the guys watch over you if I'm not able to." He refused to have his woman alone for that dirty skeez to come up and pull something on her. Johnny believed her when she said she regretted it.

Thank you, and please don't work yourself too much. I'll be fine. She pecked his lips lovingly. That wasn't enough for Johnny. He yanked her to his chest and kissed her passionately. "Where did he touch you?" He murmured against her lips.

Ashley cocked her head to the side, confused. "Did he touch you here?" Johnny lowered his hand to the her inner thigh. "Or here?" His hand went in deeper into her thighs.

"Did he kiss you here?" Johnny dipped his head into the crevice of her breast. Ashley closed her eyes in pleasure, she tried to soak up the feeling of Johnny on her body. It felt so much better than what Gary did. Johnny was warmer, kinder. Gary was aggressive and cold. She felt safe with her greaseball, she felt loved. With Gary, she felt she had to be on her toes, ready to pounce on the boy, she felt lust. Still both had very skilled hands, but one had this feel to him.

He left a mark, here. Ashley unbuttoned a few clasps and pulled on the left side of her shirt. She revealed to him a small purplish mark on her left bosom. Johnny growled animalistically, "That just won't do now won't it?"

Immediately, he ripped the rest of buttons off, further opening up her shirt. Johnny dived down and latched onto that mark and sucked ferociously. Johnny suspected the guy was handsy, so his right hand traveled down her back, onto her ass and squeezed. Ashley took it upon herself to wrap her legs around his waist and gripped his hair tightly as he pushed her up against a wall. She threw her head back and moaned.

"Dammit Ashley, you're driving a guy crazy." Johnny groaned out loud. He left many marks all over her, up and down her stomach, her neck, her breast. He wanted the whole world know she was his.

"YO Johnny, we was wondering if.. Jesus Christ my bad!" Vance accidentally barged in on the couple's heavy make out session.

Johnny quickly gave his jacket to Ashley to cover herself up since he destroyed her shirt. "Damn you fucking idiot! Next time knock, better yet don't bother me when I'm with my woman."

R.I.P Ashley Smith. She died then and there. Cause of death? Utter humiliation.

She dug her head into the jacket, in hopes to disappear from the face of the earth. Vance shut his eyes as quickly as he could, and for extra precaution, he slapped his hands over his eyes. "Sorry man, it's just the boys and I were wondering if you wanted anymore cookies. Hal about to finish them all."

Johnny glared at the greaser, "Really? Is that all you wanted to say?"

Vance shook his head, "N-no, I mean yes! Yes and no. We also wanted to know if we're still down for that bike race against the townies."

Ashley peeped out of the jacket, Johnny glanced at her. God she looked so hot in his clothes. "Nah, I don't want nuthin' with those washed out rejects."

"Cool." Vance still had his eyes covered, so he struggled to find the exit. Johnny became impatient and yelled for him to just get the hell out. "So where were we?" Johnny wagged his eyebrows suggestively.

Mood killed, maybe next time. Ashley smirked.

"I swear to god Imma kill that idiot." Johnny grumbled.

I have to get going. I'm glad we got through this together. She smiled cheerily.

"Me too and I'm serious. If that creep ever goes near you, reach out to one of my boys or hell, a friend if I'm not there." Johnny advised. The moment that scarred freak goes near his woman, Johnny won't hesitate to kick his ass.

Yes baby. She coyly smiled. Johnny hummed, "Call me that again and I don't think I'mma let you walk outta here."

The two walked down the stairs, Johnny playfully chased after Ashley. His game made her giggle madly, the sound of it drove him crazy. They reached the first floor, where all the greasers were hung out. "Done snogging each other's faces off?" Ricky snickered.

"Norton?" Johnny sighed irritably. The indirect command was enough for the big greaser, who happened to be next to him, to smack Ricky upside the head. "Thank you." he praised gratefully.

Ashley, along with the rest of the greasers chuckled. She patted her pockets and realized she left her keys upstair. She was about to head back up the floor, but Johnny stopped her. "Where ya going?"

Babe, I left my keys upstairs.

"I'll go get it for you." He insisted. Johnny jetted up the steps, leaving her alone with his friends.

"How ya been Ash?" Hal asked.

She smiled and nodded, her signal that she was good. "That's good, um hey, when do you think you can make another batch of cookies?"

Whenever you want them Hal.

"Ah cool, you make the best stuff ever!" Lucky exclaimed. The others murmured their agreements. Ashley giggled, I'd be happy to cook for you guys whenever, just tell me when and what you'd like.

Hal appeared to be in heaven, "Can you make spinach-artichoke lasagna roll-ups with extra garlic bread, a-and those churro ice cream sandwiches you made that one time for Petey? He gave me one and I fell in love." Drool practically dribbled out the side of his mouth as he imagined all the food she would be able to make.

"Calm down Hal." Lefty warned.

It's okay Lefty, I would be happy to cook for you guys.

The guys smiled happily. "You are dime Ash, way better than that tramp." Norton mentioned.

A collective mumbles of agreements sounded out. "Yeah, Lola was such a whore, no one liked her."

The greasers never mentioned anything about their leader's old broad in front of him, for obvious reasons. Everyone in school knew Johnny had a hot temper on him and the concern he had with his image, he worried if people didn't take him seriously and laugh behind his back gave him severe anger management problems. Ashley recalled a few times she saw Johnny in the headmaster's office because of fights or his inappropriate behavior with his ex.

"We always thought that tramp was a real bad influence on Johnny, never knowin' when to shut her legs to boys that wasn't her man." Peanut explained, "The boys and I know you'll do Johnny some real good. It ain't everyday a broad knows her way with fixin' bikes and cook a mean burger."

Ashley grinned in gratitude. Thanks you guys. She was beyond glad the boys hadn't changed their opinion about the rich girl. Ashley half expected them to grow weary because they worry for their leader. Another girl who was from a completely different social circle was surely another disaster waiting to happen.

Johnny's footsteps boomed, alerting everyone downstairs. "Ready to go babe?"

She nodded.

Once outside, the couple said their goodbyes. Ashley made it back to the dormitory, a vibration notified her of a text.

Greaseball:
'Do you still have that maid outfit?'
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A/N: Another one!!!!!!

I wanna give another biG SHOUT OUT TO @twenty4sevenstories for the fan art! Omg guys I am so feeling the love when I feel like I don't deserve it 😭😭😭😭 All of my readers are fantastic, words cannot explain how much I appreciate you guys! Thanks for putting up with me ☺️

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~Artemis