Forgotten

**This chapter will be all in Ashton's POV unless otherwise stated.**

I woke up with a jolt and the feeling of something moving on my leg. I flung the covers off to find three huge ass cockroaches crawling along my legs as I jumped up and flung them off. I examined the rest of my body in the dirty, spotted bathroom mirror and saw multiple bug bites spread over my body. Wonderful. My clothes were almost entirely dry so I bunched them up and walked back out to the bed. 11:00 am. I slept for almost 12 hours. Shit. I thought to myself. Check out was at 12:00, if I wasn't gone by then I'd have to pay for another room. I spread my clothes on the bed hoping that they would dry as much as possible within the next hour. I hopped in the shower and scrubbed myself down to the bone until I felt as clean as I possibly could. I climbed out of the shower then dried off as fast as possible and looked at the clock again. 11:30. I slowed down a little bit and wrapped the towel around my waist. I reached into my bag and took out a bit of everything. I grabbed a plastic spoon and knife and two slices of bread, an apple, peanut butter, and a slim jim. I was going to eat up now so I had energy to do what I had planned today. I spread a thick layer of peanut butter on the bread with the spoon, licking the rest off as I cut up an apple into thin slices and piled them on the peanut butter, then took the next piece of bread and did the same this. I pressed the two pieces together and ate the rest of the apple. 11:43. I stood up and put my clothes on, still gently damp but bearable. 11:48. I sat back down and ate my sandwich quickly, but savoring each bite as much as possible. I opened the lemonade and drank enough to hydrate me and closed the top off again. I peeled the slim jim open and took a bite and began to put the rest of my food back into my plastic bag. 11:54. I stood up to leave, biting off the last chunk of my slim jim and threw the wrapper into the trash can. I took the stairs down to the main hallway and out the door, nodding to the woman as I left. She was in the same position she was last night, and I quickened my pace when she winked at me and I was gone. I needed to find a place to work, to make enough money to get home, but first I needed some more supplies. I had been to Adelaide before, so I knew where the important places were. I walked to Target that could be seen from a mile away knowing I could get cheap things there and still look decent. I pilfered through the sale rack, looking for anything that might fit me, that wouldn't cost me more than a total of 12 dollars. I had decided at this point that I was going to keep $10 to start saving for a plane ticket, and $3 for laundry or in case I ran out of food. After what seemed like forever of rifling through sales rack after sales rack, I found two pairs of basketball shorts, one collared t-shit and one normal one like the one I had on now. I walked to the checkout where the cashier rang me up, "$9.43," She said. I handed her my $10 and received two quarters a nickel and two pennies in return.

Notes

Sorry it's kind of short, just wanted to keep everyone updated on Ashton.