It's Never Gonna Be Too Late.
I Would Never Know.
Alex's POV.
Ashe didn't look well when she had layed back in her bunk for a second time
But I wasn't going to worry about her.
I watched as she sprinted for the bathroom, hand covering her mouth, and slammed the door behind her.
It looked like someone was about to get sick.
In a hurry, both Frank and Gerard rushed behind her.
Frank, ahead, banged on the locked door, yelling, "Ashe, are you okay?"
She didn't respond.
I ignored the commotion and poured myself another cup of coffee and sat back down.
Mikey got up to see what was going on.
"Ashe, are you okay? Frank asked again.
"No!" she told them from the other side of the door.
"What's wrong?" Gerard asked.
"I don't know!"
"Ashe, calm down. Can I come in?" asked Frank.
I heard the unlocking of the door knob and without her consent, Frank walked in.
Gerard also walked in.
Mikey stood underneath the door frame, Ray following.
Bob and I were the only two that didn't care.
I finished my coffee and placed the mug in the empty sink.
I felt Bob's eyes watch my every move.
Sitting back on the couch, I looked at Bob.
He quickly turned his head towards the direction of the bathroom to make it seem as if he hadn't noticed I sat on the couch right infront of him.
I rolled my eyes and went to lay on my bunk.
I buried my head in the opposite pillow, inhaling Mikey's familiar scent.
Remembering what had been going on in the bathroom, I sat up and listened.
"What do you mean you just got sick?" Frank asked.
"I don't know." Ashe's voice began to rise
"What exactly happened?"
One question after another was shot from either Frank or Gerard.
Soon everything clicked in my head.
It all made sense now.
She was pregnant.
I laughed to myself.
I looked up and saw Bob staring at me again.
This time he didn't look away and neither did I.
I saw his mouth open, like he was about to say something.
"I-" was all I could understand before he was cut off by Mikey who walked towards me.
He would never get to finish what he wanted to get out.
Ashe didn't look well when she had layed back in her bunk for a second time
But I wasn't going to worry about her.
I watched as she sprinted for the bathroom, hand covering her mouth, and slammed the door behind her.
It looked like someone was about to get sick.
In a hurry, both Frank and Gerard rushed behind her.
Frank, ahead, banged on the locked door, yelling, "Ashe, are you okay?"
She didn't respond.
I ignored the commotion and poured myself another cup of coffee and sat back down.
Mikey got up to see what was going on.
"Ashe, are you okay? Frank asked again.
"No!" she told them from the other side of the door.
"What's wrong?" Gerard asked.
"I don't know!"
"Ashe, calm down. Can I come in?" asked Frank.
I heard the unlocking of the door knob and without her consent, Frank walked in.
Gerard also walked in.
Mikey stood underneath the door frame, Ray following.
Bob and I were the only two that didn't care.
I finished my coffee and placed the mug in the empty sink.
I felt Bob's eyes watch my every move.
Sitting back on the couch, I looked at Bob.
He quickly turned his head towards the direction of the bathroom to make it seem as if he hadn't noticed I sat on the couch right infront of him.
I rolled my eyes and went to lay on my bunk.
I buried my head in the opposite pillow, inhaling Mikey's familiar scent.
Remembering what had been going on in the bathroom, I sat up and listened.
"What do you mean you just got sick?" Frank asked.
"I don't know." Ashe's voice began to rise
"What exactly happened?"
One question after another was shot from either Frank or Gerard.
Soon everything clicked in my head.
It all made sense now.
She was pregnant.
I laughed to myself.
I looked up and saw Bob staring at me again.
This time he didn't look away and neither did I.
I saw his mouth open, like he was about to say something.
"I-" was all I could understand before he was cut off by Mikey who walked towards me.
He would never get to finish what he wanted to get out.