Perfect Imperfections

Ashton's pov:

" No I never said that..." I say through the receiver. Dustin is talking about some 'party' that I supposedly promised to attend.

" Your not fucking ditching me this time." He gets over excited.

" I never have ditched you before! And anyway I have something I need to do!" I sit on the couch keeping my voice lowered so Cecilia doesn't hear. She slept over last night and is still sleeping.

" Man fuck this. What's been going on?" He asks obviously frustrated with me.

" I can't talk about it right now." He doesn't know that I will never be able to talk about it. Ever.

" Ashton... I swear man... If you are going out to do something with your girl-"

" I won't play you like that mate.. Just trust me.. I'll get ahold of you later." I hang up as I hear rolling around from my bedroom. And no we Havnt ever had sex... Although I want to she isn't ready.

I Stand up setting my phone down and head up to my room. I see her scrolling through what appears to be Instagram on her phone. I approach the bed slowly not trying to startle her. I get close and shake her shoulders.

" Ahh!" She catches her breath as her phone falls on the bed. Her blonde hair falling to one side of her neck as she looks at me.

" I scared ya!" I smile nuzzling her neck. She kissed my temple slowly.

" You did.. And that is never happening again." I kiss her lips to shut her up. We don't have much time to lay around today because Of my 'work'.

I put my arms around her for a moment before standing up. She doesn't know she has to leave today but I figure she would have seen it coming. I wouldn't say I always make her leave. But lately I have because of the stuff that's been going on. It's not that I want to be in this type of business but it's a good way of making money.

" Babe!" Cecilia looks at me with a worried face. I must have been staring off.

" Are you okay?" She stands up walking over to me. Her hands caress my face. If I could be honest with her I would tell her. That I'm not okay. That I'm in trouble most days. And that I need help.

" Fantastic." I smile softly hoping she buys it.

" Hmm hmm. I'm hungry... We should go out we haven In a long time." She starts her way down the stairs. I watch her as she walks slowly, I follow behind. Her first stop is in the bathroom and I make my way to the sofa. It's eleven thirty and I have to be at the 'shop' at one. I don't know how to tell her. She is going to be pissed. And we just got through a rocky part of our relationship and I don't want to start it again. My phone rings I quickly answer.

"Hello?"

" Get Your ass down here!" Michael shouts. He's like second in command at my job.

" What?" I say starting to whisper as I hear the toilet flush.

" You! Here! Now!" He yells again.

" I have until one Martin said that-"

" Fuck what Martin said man. It's Shawn who wants you here. And Shawn will have me fucking killed if you don't get here. You know that." Michael sounds pretty anxious and content on me showing up. I sigh and focus on my black t.v.

" Cecilia is here.. I don't think I can go." I bite my bottom lip. " At least not until one."

" When Shawn wants you to do something you better do it... Unless you want to end up dead in a ditch tomorrow get your ass down here." He hangs up quickly.

I turn my head to see a very unhappy girlfriend.

" What was that about Ashton?" She says sternly. Her hands are crossed in front of her chest. She has thrown her hair up in a bun, and her light blue eyes have turned dark.

" Babe, I'm sorry. Michael said I need to come in..." I stand up to go to her. She holds her hands out in front of her.

" Clifford? He is the worst always calling you in for work on your supposed days off." She says.

" Babe.. I knew I had to work just not right now.."

" Why! Why have me come over if you have work the next day! Baby it makes no sense. And how do I know if your really going to work." She says with an attitude.

" Stop.. I just got called in and if I don't go it'll be my head!" It literally will be.

" And I don't cheat.. Anymore." I say pushing past her to the stairs.

" You should have never cheated in the first place and I wouldn't have to worry!" She says tears forming in her eyes. I stop and face her taking her into my arms. I swear she won't move past it.

" You know I love you... I made a mistake alright. And I'm sorry.. But I have to go to work.. I'll make it up to you." I rub my fingers through her hair hoping to calm her down. I feel her inhale deeply.

" I'm fine.. And I love you.. But I swear let me find out you've been out doing something other than work." She kisses my lips and I hold it. She pulls away.

" I'm going to work." I wink. " I promise babe." I run off upstairs.

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Michael's standing outside as I pull up. I lock my phone and leave it in the car.

" Finally.. We thought you were a no show." He starts walking fast toward me opening his arms. I give him a quick Pat on the back and we start toward the warehouse.

" Why was it so important for me to come in right this second.. This better be good mike." I say as we walk through the doors.

" Well we got a really good deal yesterday... And they want it all taken care of by tonight.." He says nervously.

" All packed up and ready by tonight?!" I say loudly. He stops walking and faces me.

" Listen man we are talking about a huge deal.. I mean huge.. You could easily make a million over with this one. If YOU get it done right and by nine thirty." He has a grip on my shoulders. I sigh and shake out if it.

" How much needs to be packed exactly.. And who's all working?" I say finally putting the pieces together.

He does a nervous chuckle and runs his fingers through his hair.

" About 2 pounds... 2 thousand. And there's six of us." He closes his eyes.

" What the fuck! Thousand! And there's only six of us. There's no way.. It takes five hours to just get a hundred with just ten people!ow is this up pose to work out man.?" I pace the floor aggravated.

" Listen.. I need the money.. More than anything. And I need your help to get it... Just come on.. If we get started now maybe we can get it done. But we have to try ash.. We fucking have to." He says begging. I guess I have no choice. I don't want to get fucking killed for walking away. And I know Michael has money issues.... Looks like I'm going to have a busy night.

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