HEY! This is my first story on here. Not sure if I'll leave it at this or continue (probably continue, just cause I love this couple). Let me know in a review what you think I should do :)
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"SPENCER!" she yelled. I pretended not to hear. I paused and put my head down, thinking about what had just happened. What I just found out had happened.
Nothing but quiet for a moment.
"Please, Spencer?" she said quieter. I could still hear her, unfortunately. Just go away, Ashley. I don't want to talk to you. If only she could read my mind.
Slowly, I turned to face her. She was about 20 paces away, and my ears constantly search for her voice, hard to ignore. Harder to forget. Now she knew I heard her. But what could I say?
She started to come closer.
No. Stay there! I can't... do... this... right now.
"Spencer... I'm sorry..." She was still coming closer. Damn, why did I have to fall for this girl? And why did she fall for him?
"Spence..." No, don't do that! I can't resist it when you use that voice.
Looking deep into her eyes, I knew. She was sorry. She loves me. Or, that's what I want to believe. Is it true, Ashley? Do you love me?
No more words, but still walking towards me. 10 steps away. 6 steps away. 3 steps away.
Do I run? No. Won't run. Can't run. Can't think.
Only kiss.
A soft kiss laid on my lips. Coming from Ashley, it means more than any words she could ever say. Falling into a deep hug, I remembered why I fell in love with her. But, does she still love me more? Or Aiden?
"Spencer," she whispered in my ear, as I cried softly into her shoulder. "I love you. We can get through this, right?"
"Ash. I... don't know..."
"What do you mean?" My own shoulder began to get damp with her silent tears. "We're strong. We're stronger than this."
"Then, if we're sooo strong, why did you sleep with him? Do you love me? OR HIM?" Anger is rising. I can't hold it in, and I'm sorry the words come out as full of anger. Tears keep flowing, but the hug breaks. Her hands reach for my hips as I'm slowing walking backwards, never taking my eyes off of hers. She puts her head down into her hands, standing perfectly still, to break the stare. I do my part of the break-up, since it seems she has no more words to say to me, and I turn.
I need to walk away before I get hurt more. Now.
I turn. I walk. And, I stop, as I hear her forming words in a whisper.
"I... love... you. Its always been you."
