You're One to Remember by Chanda Dobra (story reading txt) 📕

Ash’s eyes. I don’t even know him… why does he seem to care so much? When Ryan hesitated Ash grabbed her father’s jacket and pushed him against the wall, lifting him up by his jacket, “Are you deaf, old man? I said let her go!” Ryan’s eyes burned with fear, “I can’t.” “Why not?” Ash snapped. “Because we already have her, Do you really want to give up on all that money? This is three million we are talking about!” Ash’s eyes gleamed with revolt, he pressed his face threateningly into her fathers, “You make me sick.” The words spat out of Ash’s mouth with pure disgust and he threw her father back to the ground, “Find another way to get money instead of trying to slaughter your own daughter.” A mumble of pain came from Zack and Ash kneeled down and spoke half gentle half madly, “Sorry brother, but your just as sick minded as him.” Ash struck out and punched him brother, breaking his nose. Zack let out a yowl of pain and held his hands to his nose, the blood gushed from between his fingers and Ash growled, “Give me the key.” Zack pointed to a small shelf almost right next to Myra. Stupidity smacked Myra across the face, why didn’t I look there! Ash stood and grabbed the key from the shelf, quickly he kneeled down behind her and she felt the pressure wrapped around her hands unbuckle. Letting out a sigh of relief, her eyes locked to her diaries and she quickly grasped it. Ash kneeled in front of her and unlocked the chains around her feet. She tried to stand but she collapsed at Ash’s feet. She felt the stranger’s arms gently wrap under her knees and waist as he picked her up, she used the bitter last of the willingness she had left to clench tighter to her diary. Ash carried her out of the stone room and into a narrow tunnel. It slopped up and Myra could see the bright light of outside up ahead, we must be in some underground cave or something. Frowning with exhaustion and fear, Ash carried her as he walked over a broken door laying on the ground. Myra half closed her eyes as he stepped out, into the light.
Ash walked through the wilderness with Myra in his arms; she could feel his rock hard muscles as he tighten his grip around her. Myra looked into his eyes while he focused on the ground, they were narrowed and concentrated on the stones, but they were a beautiful dark brown. It felt like he had been carrying her for an hour. Myra felt drowsy from Ash’s warm scent, his arms felt like a protective blanket, hiding her from the horrible world. She just began to close her eyes when Ash stopped and lowered her down, laying her on the grass under a huge oak tree. She could hear a tiny stream not far off, her thirst forced her to stand abruptly. The quickness of her move made her legs shake, her head felt like a balloon, filled with air and tortured with pressure. She pressed a hand against the tree to steady herself; the other was gently placed on her throbbing head. Sighing with pain and exhaustion, she tried to sit down again slowly, but she just fell down with dead weight. Ash was laying nearby and he looked over at her, his eyes gleamed now with worry. Whimpering, she stretched her aching fingers in the grass, she stared at the small stream wanting it more then anything. She could hear footsteps, and then she felt as if someone was behind her. Glancing up, she was Ash walking over to the stream. He cupped his hands and they filled with water. His own lips were dry, but he kneeled down and pressed his fingers lightly against her lips. Widening her eyes, she gladly accepted the water as it rolled into her mouth. She gulped the mouthful and Ash turned away and refilled him hands. Ash repeated this a few times until Myra finally found the strength to stand. Sighing with relief she watched him get him own water now, “Thanks.” Ash stopped and looked at her, his brown eyes seemed so irresistible. “No problem.” Myra turned and slid down the tree until she sat on its roots. Ash soon joined her and together they leaned against the oak. “Ash-“What’s your-“ they both spoke at the same time, their eyes looking into the others with the urgency of a question. “You go first.” “No you, my question can wait.” “Alright, what’s your name?” Myra looked at him question filling her eyes. She looked into his eyes, they were burning with an urgency that she didn’t understand, “Didn’t my dad tell you already?” “He only said he had a daughter.” Nodding Myra replied to his question, “I’m Myra.” The intensity in his eyes burned more than ever and Myra hardly caught him whisper, “So it is you…” Hesitating now, she forced the question out, “What made you want to save me?” Now it is Ash’s turn to hesitate, once he did she asked another question, “And why did you care if my father hurt me or not?” Ash lowered his gaze to his feet as he turned his head away, “I had seen you before, in Arizona. We went to school together, from preschool to high school, I had… well, I watched over you. The girls you- uh.. killed, they were going to jump you a few more times than they did, but I stopped them.” Myra watched him with surprise, “You did that? Why…” her voice trailed off with curiousity “Cause I have a crush on you.” Ash sighed his reply and anger sparked in Myra’s heart, “Then why were you planning to steal from me with my father!” her voice was full of hurt now, another person who betrayed me! “Am I that easy of a target?” Myra half asked herself. “I didn’t know it was you. He told me he wouldn’t hurt you, you had never mentioned your father so I didn’t know his name…” “The last name then!” “He used a fake one.” Silence… that was all that followed after Ash’s reply. “No, you’re not an easy target.” Ash said as he broke the silence, “You proved that back there.” “I got hurt though.” “You’re alive, are you not?” He looked at her again, his hypnotizing brown eyes stared into hers, she seemed to get lost in them, wandering with happiness and wonder, “Yea, hardly though, I’m only alive because you came.” Myra replied. Ash smiled and leaned back on the trunk again, sighing he put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes, “Then you’re lucky I came to the rescue.”. Smiling slightly, Myra did the same and then she laughed lightly, “We are sleeping together.” “What?” Ash almost let out a hearty laugh and she smiled, “Well your asleep and I am about to go to sleep so… we are sleeping together, right?” Her eyes beamed with humor and Ash laughed and leaned back again, closing his eyes with a smile across his face. Myra yawned and laid under his arm, it felt strange that she was so comfortable with someone she didn’t know at all, but she didn’t care. He is so warm… Myra thought as she slowly closed her eyes and let herself go in Ash’s warmth.
Chapter 6

By the time Myra woke up Ash was already standing, getting ready to leave and keep walking the rest of the way. Myra had to ask, “Where are we going anyway?” “I have a car about a mile away from here, we can get there and I can drive you home, do you have your phone or did they take it?” Feeling around all her pockets she sighed, “They took it.” Great it’s going to take forever for me to get another one… my mom is strict about this stuff; she hates buying things we ‘don’t need’. Ashes shoulders rose up then down as he shrugged, “I dropped mine in the stream…” “Wow.” Ash laughed, “Hey it wasn’t my fault!” Smiling she smirked, “Did a fish eat it?” He coolly smirked back, “Actually, yes.” They both laughed until they felt like they would pee their pants. While Myra was trying to get her breath back Ash yawned, he was obviously still tired, “We should probably head to my car now, we still have a long walk to go.” Finally regaining her breath she nodded, “Alright.” Myra kept close to Ash, either by his side or a little behind. Ash walked quicker than Myra liked, but she didn’t slow her stride. The forest around them helped keep the burning sun off their pale skin, along with keeping them cool. Soon Ashes car was in sight, it was a old brown and red truck, but it looked reliable. Myra reached out her hand to grab the handle, but Ash quickly opened it for her. Smiling back at his clever half smile, she climbed into the car and sat in the passenger’s seat. Ash climbed in beside her and started up the engine, Myra was surprised when the engine started with a small purr then began to roar to the point it hurt her ears. Myra turned her head to ash, her eyes brows raised and her eyes gleaming with surprise, I’m impressed. She watched him switch to reverse and he began to drive backwards, backing up to face the dirt road that she just noticed. “We were walking beside a road the whole time!” She half laughed half wailed. “Yes smart one.” He looked at her and gave her the most luring half smile she ever laid eyes on. His gorgeous glowing face nearly took her breath away and she tried to give him her best smile ever, he just laughed and began to race down the dirt road.
It took hours to even get out of the town her father took her too. She had no idea where she was or if she was even in the same country. “Do you know where we are?” Ash nodded, “Uh, did they hit your head or something? We are in Arizona… so where is your house?” Widening her eyes Myra let out a screech, “What! I live in London!” Ash set the car to a sudden halt and Myra screamed and she slammed her side on the dash-board. Ash gasped, his eyes round with worry, “Are you okay? Sorry I didn’t mean to you just freaked me out for a second and I panicked.” Myra could hardly hear him, she couldn’t breathe. She looked at Ash panic deep in her eyes and she tried gasping for air. Coughing wildly, she couldn’t control her lungs enough to breathe. Suddenly she turned her body in panic and she let out a scream of agony, pain electrifying her entire body. “Oh my god you’re not okay, Stay still I am going to find a hospital. Do not look where it hurt, okay?” Wailing she looked down and saw why he didn’t want her to look, something