Everything In Between
Ashley
I didn't know what to say. I could hardly move. How do you turn a corner in a foreign country and see the love of your life. The one you let get away. It seemed impossible, and yet there she was. Sitting no more then 10 feet away from me. Her blonde hair glowing in the sunlight. She laughed and it sounded so genuine that I instantly hated the dark haired women sitting across from her.
Truth be told this wasn't the 1st time I'd seen her. I just told myself that it the quick glances I'd had of her were my imagination. But this was the 1st time I'd seen her so full faced. So blatantly Spencer. Sitting right there.
The women sitting beside her, holding her hand began to notice my staring. I knew it was only a matter of time until she turned her head in my direction. One moments until those amazing blue eyes met mine for the 1st time in 5 years. The thought terrified me and I quickly hid behind the building. Chicken shit. That's what I was. No better way to describe myself. I'd been chicken shit 5 years ago & apparently… nothing had changed.
Spencer
I love it here. The sights. The sounds. The smells. Italy was like heaven on earth, and the study abroad program has been my savior. Going to Worthington had been everything I'd ever dreamed of. The epitome of what collage should be. Bit, beautiful buildings covered in ivy. Large, manicured lawns. Knowledge. All my expectations surpassed. There were parties, and rallies and mixers, and the GLBT group on campus. I wanted to share it all with Ashley and called nearly every day. I called from the parties, the rallies and GLBT events. But it seemed the more I called the farther away she got. I invited her out to visit for spring break. I guess that was my 1st mistake. From the time she got there things went from uncomfortable, to bad, to worse. And when I dropped her off a the airport she told me she needed a break. Then she got on the plane… and never looked back. Aiden tired to explain and told me how she was hurting. Really? Cause he also told me about Erin, and Cassie, and Lynn.
I threw myself into school and my films, which turned into this incredible love of writing. And the GLBT. I became very highly involved in it. The freedom. The Pride. My films moved into my community. Our lives our stories. And then last year I met Dylan. Brown haired, green eyed Dylan. A Study abroad student from Italy. I won't bore you with the details, but my life changed that day. She's so confident in who she is and honest in her feelings, and so out no one could even find her closet. The thought of losing her at the end of the year. I guess she had the same feelings because she had enrolled me in the study abroad program. My GPA and senior status shot me to the top of their list. I didn't even go home for the summer. We would both finish our senior years at the University of Milan.
I laughed so hard it was distracting the other patrons in the café. Not in the annoyed way people in the states would be distracted. More like curiosity. Like they wanted to laugh themselves. The atmosphere was so different from back home. Dylan smiled at me and brushed a stray hair from me cheek while I sipped my coffee. I could see her eyes catch something behind me, and before she could say anything , I knew. Ashley. I'd seen her before. At the Grato, the delie the fountains and the book store. She glanced quickly at me each time before quickly turning her attention away. I did wonder how she was, but I would not pursue her anymore. It was happy. If she wanted to talk to me she would. I'd been drama free for quite some time and let's face it, with Ashley it "all about the drama."
"She hid behind the building again." Dylan informed me. She's heard the stories. Knew who Ashley was.
I shook my heard. Chicken shit. She'd been chicken shits 5 years ago, and CLEARLY nothing had changed.