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Still something fishy?

Jason Davenport

I shut my eyes tight as Ashley knocked at my bedroom door. It stood wide open so obviously, she could see that I was awake.

I turned over in my bed, hoping she would take a hint and go away. But instead she knocked a second time.

"Do you have a minute?" She asked in her tinkly voice.

I wanted to yell out a huge 'no' but I wasn't in the mood to quarrel with her. So I sat up and motioned for her to come in.

She didn't sit, instead she folded her hands behind her and cleared her throat.

"Look, I know you don't want to see me or talk to me, but I have something to say."

I have her a blank stare.

"I'm trying. I'm trying so hard. And I know you don't see it, or refuse to see it. But it's fine, I understand why."

I cocked an eyebrow at her, folding my arms in front of me.

"I'm the one who. . ." She trailed off, tucking a strand of her blondish pink hair behind her ears and fiddling with the hem of her sweater. "I-I pressured your dad."