Chapter 6
Chapter six
Asher
The Bahamas
Three years later…
The last three years have been the absolute hardest for us, without Riley.
As much as I love Peyton, a piece of my heart died that day.
I lost a piece of my soul that I can never get back.
There were times we both thought we saw her in a crowd of people or her scent was left in the house.
All the little things were just reminders of her.
The girl we loved, the girl we lost and the girl we both couldn't protect.
Standing on the beach in the Bahamas the wind whips around us.
We look out into the ocean as the sun begins to set.
Today is the day I ask Peyton to marry me.
It’s been a long time coming but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it until now.
Not with Riley gone. I know that's selfish and Peyton deserves better so I decided I would make good on my promise and wisk her off to the Bahamas, just to get away from everything. The cops never came sniffing around us for the murder of Mrs. Radley. Their investigation has long gone cold and I couldn’t have been prouder of her.
I never thought she had it in her and then to find out she kicked Vikki’s ass too.
It made my dick rock hard so I ate her pussy until she couldn’t move, as a reward.
“Ash, this place is gorgeous.” she tells me, leaning her head against my arm as we watch the waves crash against the sand.
“It sure fucking is. Just like you, Little Dove,” I say, as I dig my hand into my pocket but something has me looking to my right and I see a figure walking towards us. I lift my hand to block out the sunlight to get a better look.
The wind picks up again and that familiar scent hits my nostrils making my heart beat a mile a minute.
Peyton gasps and falls to her knees. I look down at her confused as fuck then back at the person coming right towards us.
I blink once, twice, as blonde hair comes into view and there she is.
Riley, looking sexy as ever standing before us, with a shy smile spread across her face.
“Bahamas? Sun and sand?” she asks. I’m stunned as I stand here staring at a ghost. I step closer, swallowing thickly.
“Is it really you?” I ask and she nods, reaching out and cupping my face.
“Yes. It’s me.” She whispers then looks down at Peyton. Her hand leaves my face as she crouches in the sand and cups Peyton’s face.
“Hi,” she says and Peyton hiccups.
“Oh my god.” She shouts and wraps her arms around Riley. Bringing her to the ground and they both giggle. What the fuck is happening right now? Am I tripping? Is this a dream?
“How?” I ask and Riley looks up at me with those big blue eyes I’ve missed so fucking much.
“I guess I have a lot of explaining to do.” She answers and I nod still fucking stunned she’s here.
“Uh yeah. You do. What the actual fuck?” I shout and she laughs.
“For one I was afraid to just show up here like this. But you promised the Bahamas. I just didn’t know if you still wanted me.
” She says looking down at the sand. What the fuck?
That’s all I can muster right now. Because again…
What. The. Fuck? I look down at Peyton who looks up at me then to Riley.
“I don’t know what to say. I’m fucking shocked, confused, happy I-I’m everything but fuck, Bluebird. It’s been three years and you’ve been alive this entire time?” she growls and Riley nods.
“Yes. There’s so much you don’t know but you both didn’t deserve to see or deal with the Riley that Jake left behind. What he did to me…” She trails off and the flashback of the video that I’ve tried to bury over the years rears its ugly head.
“I saw, he showed me right before I killed him.” I tell her as tears fall from her eyes.
“It-it wasn’t something I ever wanted you to see.
He left me burnt from the inside out. I was broken and traumatized.
I needed time to heal. Go through therapy.
Amongst other things. I’m sorry. I thought I was doing the right thing for you both.
You didn’t deserve that—Riley. But now I’m better.
I’ve healed and most of all I’ve missed you both terribly.
” She cries and I can’t help but not be mad at her.
I don’t fully understand what the hell happened or why she hid for so long, but she’s alive.
She’s here in the flesh. So I look down at Peyton who's still sobbing. “I understand if this is too much for you guys and if you’ve moved on. I respect that as well. I ju–”
“Shut up! We fucking love you Riley. I’ve prayed every night that this was all a fucking nightmare and that you would walk through the door. We just wanted you back. I don’t think we ever fully accepted your death. I know I didn’t.” Peyton says, then looks up at me and I’m already shaking my head.
“Nope. I hadn’t either. All I’ve done is blame myself for what happened. I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you. I’ll never forgive myself for it.” I tell her and she cups my face, looking me in the eyes.
“It’s not your fault or your weight to carry. I’m sorry I stayed away but I need you to understand. You both deserved so much more and in that condition I wasn’t good for either of you.” She whispers and I press my lips against hers. She moans, sinking her body into mine.
“Fuck, baby! I’ve missed you, so fucking much.” I whisper as tears well in my eyes.
“Are you crying Asher Abernathy?” She asks and I laugh.
“Yes, yes I am.” I answer, as Peyton finally stands and Riley wraps her arms around us both. Peyton presses her lips against Riley's and they both groan.
“My dick is so fucking hard watching the two of you right now,” I interrupt and they both laugh.
“Of course it is.” Riley answers. I still can’t believe she’s right here. She’s alive and fucking breathtaking. I never ever thought she would be here. Never but I’m so fucking thankful that she is.
“Can we go back to the room? Please?” I ask and they both look at me and nod. Thank fuck!
“As long as you promise to feed me and fuck me.” Riley answers and Peyton giggles.
“Well fuck. You don’t need to ask twice. Shit.” I laugh and we walk through the sand back towards the hotel linking hands as we go.
I don’t know what I did in this life but I thank fuck to the man above for giving us our girl back. Now… to find another ring on this island so I can ask both of them to be my wife.