Sunlight violently hit the eyelids of Ashley Davies. She blinked a couple of times before fully committing to waking up. Once she was up, she was up. She always hated that about herself, among other things. She sat up in her bed for a couple of minutes. Her hangover had hit her like a freight train. She realized how dry her mouth was and how much her head hurt. The kitchen was downstairs and it pretty much could have been located in Africa, because that is how far it felt to Ashley.

She groaned out loud and put her hands on her forehead, hoping to relieve some of the pain. When that didn't work, she got up off her bed. She wasn't going to go to the kitchen and suffer alone though. She walked down the hallway to Kyla's room. She opened the door because there was no reason to knock. She found the girl spread like an eagle on her bed, snoring lightly. The sight of this made Ashley laugh out loud. As soon as she did, she was sorry because her stomach was now doing flips. But not the good kind of flips. The bad, violent flips you get after a long night of reacquainting yourself with Jack Daniels and Jose Cuervo.

Ashley stopped laughing and let her stomach settled. She then took a running start towards the bed and jumped on top of Kyla. Kyla responded with a loud "Ugggh."

"Good morning to you too, sunshine." Ashley smirked as she pulled herself off of Kyla and laid next to her. Kyla looked absolutely delirious and confused as she looked at Ashley in her bedroom.

Finally, she managed to get some words out. "Wha-….Why-….Ashley, what the hell?" Kyla stuttered.

"Your eloquence astounds me sometimes, Kyla. Did you know that?" Even though it was early, Ashley couldn't help but tease her half-sister. It had become the foundation of their relationship.

"And your sarcasm never fails to amaze me." Kyla quickly retorted back. She yawned and stretched out her entire body. Ever since she had started doing yoga, she had become increasingly nimble and liked to show this off to Ashley.

"You are a circus freak. Stop doing that." Ashley shrieked. She always found that the positions Kyla could do put disturbing thoughts in her head.

"Aiden doesn't seem to mind. From what I can remember, he can't get enough of it." Kyla couldn't help but laugh as she said this.

"Eww. Gross, as if I wasn't going to throw up from this hangover. That piece of information might do it." Ashley said as she threw a pillow at Kyla's face. Kyla blocked the pillow with her hand and it fell onto the floor.

"Anyway, what did you come in here for?" Kyla inquired. It was too early to go anywhere or do anything worth doing.

It took Ashley a couple of seconds before she remembered why exactly she came in there in the first place. The things alcohol does to your brain. Horrible, isn't it?

"I need to go to the kitchen to cure this hangover and you need to come with me." Ashley said as she flashed her infamous smile to sway Kyla.

"Fine. Last one there has to make breakfast!" Kyla screamed as she took off towards the door. She was out the door and making her way down the stairs before Ashley even moved an inch. Yoga also gives you a crazy amount of energy, as evidenced by Kyla.

Ashley found Kyla in the kitchen, sitting on the bar stool with a huge smile across her face. A little sisterly competition always made Kyla happy, especially when she had won.

"Ok, ok. You win. But the only thing I plan on making is cereal. I won't be able to hold down anything else." Ashley said honestly. Her body was reminding her of what she had consumed last night.

"Deal. I saw the bottles on the coffee table, they were noticeably more empty than before. You must have had a long night. Spencer came over, I presume?" Kyla slyly stated. She knew she was right. This had been a continuing destructive cycle that she was all too familiar with.

"She did." Ashley coldly replied. She knew where this was going. A lecture and advice from Kyla was not what she needed now. She needed aspirin and orange juice, not a Dr. Phil segment.

Kyla sighed out loud. She then shook her head. She didn't have anything against Spencer, she actually liked her. But this thing with her sister was slowly killing her, and she couldn't let that happen.

"Ash…you can't keep doing this. It isn't healthy." Kyla said, trying not to sound too motherly. But she didn't know what else to do, except voice her concern to the person she worried about the most.

"Doing what, Kyla? You're going to have to be a little more specific." Ashley bitterly responded. This conversation was one they had many times before. It always ended up the same way though, so she couldn't figure out why Kyla kept trying.

"This. This thing that you and Spencer have. She has her brother drop her off when she's finished getting drunk at a party. Then you get more drunk with her. Then you guys go upstairs and do whatever it is that you do. And she's gone before morning. But here's the best part, she completely ignores you at school and acts as if you're invisible. You can't keep doing it. That girl, she's going to be the death of you." Kyla bluntly stated. She looked at Ashley and knew she had hit the nail on the head. She could already see her coming undone.

"You don't think I know that? You don't think I know how fucked up this relationship is? You don't think that it kills me that she won't even acknowledge me in public? You're wrong, because it is all I think about. She is all I think about, okay?" Ashley said desperately. She understood the concern her sister had, but she also understood that she couldn't just let Spencer go.

"I get it. You love her. You're in love with her. Whatever. But look at you. Right now, look at all she has put you through. You said it yourself, she and what she does is all you think about. And yet, you only see and talk to her on the weekends when she's drunk. How the hell is that fair?" Kyla said.

"Life isn't supposed to be fair." Ashley lamely countered.

"Oh bullshit, Ashley. Listen to yourself. You don't deserve this, you deserve better." Kyla screamed at her. She wanted to wake her up from this Spencer daze. She wanted her to snap back to reality.

Ashley just sighed in defeat. She didn't feel like defending her relationship or whatever it was to Kyla anymore. It was a lost cause. She walked out of the kitchen and up the stairs. She opened the door to her room and heard her phone ringing. Who would be calling her this early? She read the caller ID and blinked repeatedly to make sure she wasn't seeing things. The name that flashed across the screen: Spencer. Ashley opened her phone.

"Hello?"