Caroline rolled over, allowing Ashley to breathe normally. It was quiet, for a time not as long as she imagined it to be. She turned her head as she heard Anzu walking towards Caroline, watching as she talked to a corpse, as if Caroline was still here and Ashley wasn't. Instead of Anzu, Sarah had to be the one to talk to Ashley.
Threatening to kill her.
Part of Ashley wondered if anybody would be surprised if she would just shoot Sarah right now, as stupidly close as she was, after what she had just did. She circled her gun-wrist. Part of her also wondered how many would be surprised when she listened to Sarah. She closed her eyes and stood up, red and clear drops falling from her face.
She hadn't been thinking for the group this whole time, not as much as she believed she had. They were all fine by themselves without her. She hadn't needed to keep look out for when nothing was there, or had to be dragged away to the parlor when she couldn't even look out for herself. She could have just let Anzu kill the little girl, or have given Sarah the gun when she asked, or had just taken it lying down while Caroline attacked her. They would have been all the better for it.
Ashley certainly wouldn't have though. She'd do it all again if she couldn't avoid it. Every step she had taken so far had been for her own sake and sanity. Funny though, that now of all times, doing what was best for her would be best for everyone else too. Anzu had barely looked at her, as Ashley walked over and grabbed her bag, still talking to Caroline's body. Standing around each other, Ashley and them, had never worked and was built up to fall.
She couldn't afford to give anybody faith or second chances, and neither could they. They didn't care as she left, busy with their useless mourning. She held her head low, never once turning back in hopes they'd feign some hope for her to return.
((Ashley Namath: RBP2 - TV2 - Continued Next Time In You Remind Me))