When she heard Rose yell out, Ash looked back at her friend. Though unable to do anything as she still had a gun trained on her, yet Jordan seem to have backed off of her for whatever reason. So that relaxed her a bit, she was still on edge. Looking towards Victoria as she started to say something, then suddenly both Brook and Jordan combusted, try let out no sound, just dropped to the ground. Bodies burning brightly as if someone had lit them on fire.<br/>Victoria looked towards her friends, letting out a loud cry of pain as her arm suddenly fought on fire as well, she dropped to the ground. The fire going out, the next moment Rose ontop of her, punching her over and over again. Ash wasn't sure what to do, yet Rose would snap out of it and back away, moving back towards Ash with tears.<br/><br/>"I-I don't know, but we shouldn't stick around here for to long." She grabbed her friend and ran back to the truck, jumping into the drivers side and waited for her friend to get in before she took off. Speeding down the road back towards town and her home. "Holy fuck, holy fuck, fuck!" The girl said, slowing down as she came to one of the random lights that was around the town. "Fuck Rose, I-I think you just killed Jordan and Brook with your mind or something!" Ash said, trying to clam her self down by taking deep breaths. "I mean.. how the fuck, w-why the fuck?" She asked, starting to drive off.<br/><br/>Ash would stay quiet for most of the ride back into town after her small outburst, letting Rose talk to her, clam her self down as well. Once Ash pulled her truck up into the driveway of her home, she could see half the lights on in the house. She knew her step-mother would be home, as well as her father, but she would rather not deal with her step mother. Getting out of the truck, she walked up to the hood of her car. Climb ontop of it, then jumping up and grabbing the edge of the garage. She pulled her self up, turning around and then reaching her hand down. She would help her friend up and then climb into her room.<br/><br/>Ashley's room was a mess, clothes everywhere, posters all over her walls, her bed was a mess as well. The covers half on, over her other window that faced out to the neighbors home, was a Canadian flag, though instead of a maple leaf a pot leaf was in the middle. Her closet door was broken as well, a desk was off in the corner. On the same wall with the window they climbed through, was a large book case with a thud on it, a stereo, lots of cds and such, a bean bag chair infront of the tv.<br/><br/>"Welcome back to my room." She said, laying down on her bed. Pulling the joint from her pocket, which was the one from earlier. She lit it up, taking a drag before she sat up. Looking to her friend, she looked at her dead in the eye. "Rose, that, that was pretty cool actually."