AN: Sorry I made you wait so long for this, and how I made the first chapter so shitty. But I promise the second chapter is better and plus, it's in Ashley's point of view. So just hang in there with me. It gets better.

I hope you like this one.

"I've never seen this place so messy," Glen said once he walked into the apartment. He checks on me every day now. When I told him what happened, he came straight to see me and ever since, he checks on me every day. It used to be every other day until he found out I stopped going to school. Then he checked up on me every single morning to take me to school and make me eat some breakfast. Today is a Saturday though, so he's here just to be here. As much as I'm thankful for him being here, I don't want him to be. He looked over at me, sitting on the couch watching TV, "Is she here?"

Today is a Saturday- one of Ashley's days off, but of course, now she's working every day.

"No," I looked up at him and sighed. "Of course not."

I can't remember Ashley being home for a week now. It's only been two weeks since I said no to her proposal. The night I told her no, she slept in the guest bedroom and never left. I'd see her, of course. I'd see her only leave and come back home. She wouldn't say anything to me, not even look at me. It would be like if she were living alone. I only saw her when she would come home and leave for work. But now I never see her. Not even when she leaves, or when she comes home. I don't even know if she comes home.

I can't blame her.

"I don't even know if she's at work," I sighed. That was the epitome of my worries. I didn't know where Ashley and I stood- if we were a couple, if we were on a break, or if we were still together- so she could be out fucking every girl on the street and I wouldn't even know. God knows she's not going to tell me. The press would, but the press tells me even when she's not doing it. "I don't even know where we stand."

"Mhm," Glen sat down next to me and set the food he brought for me down in front of me. He started taking it out of the bags for me too, because he knows I'm not going to do it myself. I don't do anything anymore. "I've heard."

"Excuse me?" I made a face, looking at him. He just rolled his eyes at me and laid out the food. He got me Subway today. He usually gets me something random from McDonalds or Jack in the Box. I think he's trying to tell me I'm fat. He got me an acai bowl this morning for breakfast.

"She's at work," He sniffled and went to go get me a drink, "I saw her this morning."

"Mmm," I took a bite from my sandwich. He got me my favorite. I didn't even know he knew my favorite. I never thought of Glen as a caring brother. I'm so happy he proved me wrong. "And how about all the other days, eh? Hah. I don't even want to know."

Glen rolled his eyes and set my Coke down in front of me," She was there too, Spence. She's not cheating on you or anything."

"Oh, and how would you know? I don't see her come home," I sighed and took another bite. Eating my feelings out for the win. "And how do I even consider it cheating when I don't even know where we stand? She could just be out there... being single. And I can' say anything about it, Glen."

"You really think Ashley would do that to you?" Glen raised his eyebrow at me. I sighed. He was right. She wouldn't do that. "Spence, I'm sure she's just working. I mean.. She hasn't thrown you out yet, so she's got to want you around at least a little bit. Don't worry about it."

I made a face. "I told Mom about what happened."

"Really?" He looked surprised. "What did she say?"

"I don't know," I shrugged. "I hung up right after because Ashley came home. I'm kind of scared to talk around her."

Glen sighed at that and took his vibrating phone out. He showed it to me; "MOM" was across the screen. Oh great.

"Hey mom, I'm with Spencer," he held the phone up between us. "You're on speaker."

"Oh, Spencer's there? Tell her I said hello and that I am very mad at her that she hasn't called me!" My mom said on the other line, making me roll my eyes. I don't think she knows there is such a thing as speaker phone. "That girl, I tell you. She never listens."

"Mom, I can hear you," I rolled my eyes.

"Oh," My mom paused. "Hi Spence. How are you doing?"

"I'm fine, mom," I sighed. "How are you?"

"What was that sigh about? I didn't like that sigh, Spencer. Are you alright?" My mom went on. I smiled.

"I'm fine, Mom. You've got nothing to worry about."

"So, your father and I have been talking.."

Uh oh.

"And we think that you should move back home," my mom finished. I wasn't expecting that. I sighed, looking down at my hands. "I know that you-"

"Mom, L.A is my home," I ran a hand through my hair.

"I know, but you and Ashley just broke up so-"

"Mom, we're still-" I cut myself off. I couldn't say that we were still together because for all I knew, we were just roommates. We didn't act like a couple anymore.

"Well, we just think it would be good for you to come back here for a bit. It could do you some good. Your Granddad misses you so much, Spencer. He keeps asking when you're going to visit again. So it may as well be now that you've got nothing going on with Ashley and such.." She paused. I sighed, looking down.

"Mom, I doubt that distance is going to make Ashley's and I's... situation any better."

"Okay, but you never know. Maybe when you come back home things will be better than ever, to both Ohio and L.A," she paused again and we heard ruffling on the other end. "Well I've got to go buy your tickets now. I'll call you both later. Love you both! Bye."

She hung up, to which we both sighed. I wasn't sure if my mom was being serious about the whole buy my ticket thing, but knowing my mother, she was. I sighed and looked at Glen. He was staring at me. I made a face, "What?"

"You've got to get Ashley back," he shrugged. "You know it."

I sighed again and rested my chin on my fist. He laid his hand on my shoulder. "Go see her. She's at work. Don't worry, Spence. She loves you. We all know that."

I nodded and the next thing I knew I was at AD Records' elevator. My nerves were on high and I could feel my body shaking. Literally shaking. Ashley's office was on the 18th floor and the elevator seemed to be going up quicker and slower than usual at the same time. My stomach felt queasy as if it were my wedding or something. My breathing wasn't steady, but I was sure it'd be fine once I saw Ashley.

But it wasn't. It was pretty much knocked out of me once I saw Ashley.

Ashley with Haley fucking Rider's lips on hers.