Chapter 2
Spencer sat their behind her desk, stunned. I know she wasn't expecting me, ever. The last time I saw her, or at lease spoke to her it ended on bad terms you could say. She leaned back with her hands in her lap, and stared at me.
"Ashley, when did you get back?" I took a seat in one of the chairs in front of her desk.
"Last night, I'm staying at the beach house"
"Kyla said you were planning on staying there, how long are you home for?"
"I don't know" I looked at her, all I wanted to do is kiss her.
"Well I will make sure Riley is packed, you can pick her up tomorrow night." I nodded, I didn't know what else to say to her.
"Thanks, Have you spoken with the label?" I asked; she looked away, then back at me.
"I can't do it Ashley, you and I both know that doing your music videos will kill both of us"
"How?" She was the best at what she did, and I didn't want anyone but her.
"Ashley you write what you see, hear, feel. That's why I love your music, you do an incredible job with expressing your emotions through your music. I also hate it, because I am part of what you write about. Remember your last music video, I wanted to scream at you while we were filming. "
"I don't want anyone else, I don't trust anyone else."
"I'm sorry Ashley, I can't" She got up from her seat walking over to the window, I thought I saw a tear.
"I understand" I got up from my chair, heading to the door when I stopped. "I am sorry Spencer, for everything. I never meant to hurt you, or our family"
"Then Why did you?" Her eyes were watering as she stared into mine, I wanted to comfort her so bad. I knew I had to walk away, just like before.
I walked out of her office, letting the door close behind me. I walk right out of the building getting into my car. I slammed my fist against the steering wheel as I felt my self wanting to cry. It hurt me to see Spencer upset, it always has.
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