I didn't want to give her the satisfaction of hearing my teeth grind. "What are you doing here, Ashley?" Surviving," Ashley replied.I glanced at the d...or again. She hadn't touched my barricade."They're out there," Ashley told me. "It wasn't hard to figure out where you would go! You needed to get your bearings and to think a little. Your foster parents' house made the most sense. You probably weren't planning to be here long so we had to move fast."I slid back until I could sit against the. 6:00AM... she was due to wake up for school in 45 minutes. To be honest, she was still unsure if last night had actually happened, and that that if she turned over to look, it might actually be real, or worse, a dream.It wasn't courage or even curiosity that made Carly turn over, but a freak out over a sound she was hearing. She slowly turned to see her best friend, Sam, jerking off Freddie, and licking it up and down. Guess that answers one thing, Carly thought, but now what? Last night was. His dad was a d***kard and his mom was timid. He was the oldest of three and drew from within the strength to excel. He played baseball, football, and basketball in high school – lettering in all three. The guy who had grown up in a veritable country shack was accepted by the high- falutin town folk. He made his way to college despite every odd that may have been against him at birth. Not only that, but he also ensured his younger b*****r and s****r were able to get to college as well. His. “Nothing,” he said, “not a damned thing. There was no closure, no satisfaction, no relief. Once again, I put everything that I had in jeopardy. My job, my relationship, all at risk because of my own hatred. I know from first-hand experience how pointless revenge is, and the last time I judged someone for the actions of their species, I almost ruined my own life without even realizing it. So no, I don’t hate the Bugs from Jarilo because of what the other hives have done, and I don’t have any.