When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

The rain got heavier in the middle of the night, and I jolted awake when thunder cracked across the sky like a whip.

When I turned on my side, I realized with a start that there was someone lying down beside me.

Before I could release a scream, a hand shot out to grab mine and then came a man’s soothing voice. “Calm down. It’s me.”

My chest heaved as I tried to recover from my shock. “Ashton, what are you…” I trailed off.

His unexpected presence had brought scared the daylights out of me, but gradually, I regained my bearings and furrowed my brows. Shouldn’t he be with Rachel now? Why is he here?

I pursed my lips and uttered icily, “What are you doing here?”

His lips remained sealed, seemingly having no intention to answer me. Right then, another clap of thunder boomed overhead, and I flinched closer to him. However, he didn’t seem to notice the subtle movement as he stuffed a pair of earplugs into my ears.

My surroundings instantly became quiet and for a while, I merely stared blankly at him in the dark.

Throughout it all, he didn’t utter a single word. Instead, he hugged me and coaxed me to sleep by gently patting my back.

I was really sleepy, to begin with, I gradually dozed off in his arms and slept through the entire night.

The sky was already bright when I woke up the next day, and the morning air was slightly humid due to the heavy rain from the previous night.

Subconsciously looking to my side, I felt slightly incredulous when I found the space empty.

comes and goes like the wind. I would’ve thought I hallucinated everything if not for the earplugs still stuck

I remained in the same position. When

my head and parted my lips to answer. “My head… hurts.” My throat was so dry

think I may

upon hearing my scratchy voice. Upon touching my forehead with the back of her hand, she exclaimed, “You’re

in a haste and spoke to someone. “We should pack our things right

to say something, but my throat hurt too

and scanned my face with his ominous eyes. Then, a frown appeared between his brows

“Mr. Fuller, you should take her to the base to see a doctor first. There’s a clinic

nodded and picked me up. By then, my head was buzzing with a pounding headache. I knew that

brought me straight to the base

car. My body felt light, as though I was floating in the

drifted in and out of consciousness, and I was plagued by an unending stream of nightmares, unable to break

someone standing beside me. When Ashton’s face came into view, I reached out to grab him, but my fingers just couldn’t seem to

down after several failed attempts. As my emotions spiraled out of

voice reached my ears, but I

with the outside world was horrible. After a few tries, I realized that I couldn’t open my mouth,

horrifying, while others were beautiful, but most were indistinct. One

those scenarios and emotions felt so tangible that I couldn’t differentiate

a long time. When I finally opened my eyes, it was