Spencer wanted to go. She had to, right? Well, maybe not after the whole dinner situation, but a plane ticket isn't really something you can just bail out on unexpected. A girlfriend is even worse. No one bails out on a girlfriend. That's just totally fucking horrible, even to Spencer. And we all know Spencer wasn't very much of a good girl in the past.But here she was; in New York with her beautiful girlfriend on the way to go meet her parents and see... New York. Of course, New York was definitely beautiful to her (though she couldn't really see her and Ashley living there together, but she just brushed that thought off since they weren't going to be getting married anyway) and she loved to sightsee. She was only really there for Ashley though, because this time around she actually loves proving to her girlfriend that she does indeed, love her.
And meeting the girlfriend's parents is a fun way of celebrating a 'we've been back together for 2.5 years now!' anniversary, right?
"I don't know if this is a good idea," Spencer backed down once she saw the mansion in front of her. Seriously, who the fuck needs a house this big? I know they have a lot of kids and all, but damn. "It's too soon."
"No, it's not," Ashley rolled her eyes, stepping behind Spencer in attempt to drag her inside. "You're fine, okay? The only opinion that I care about in this house is my mom's, and I'm sure she'll love you."
"How can you be so sure?"
"Because I love you," Ashley smiled and leaned down to peck her lips, to which Spencer relaxed at. Ashley straightened back up, smiling at her girlfriend. "Come on, let's go see who's home."
Spencer wasn't surprised at all once she stepped into the Davies' home. It was the same as how Ashley described it; from the old fashioned furniture to the lovely paintings and the reds. It was all beautiful.
"Well look who's here," Allison smiled once she saw her older sister, quickly wrapping her in a bear hug. As always, she missed the fucking hell out of Ashley and only thought happy thoughts upon seeing her. But being a Davies- which was pretty much another word for protective- she wasn't at all happy about seeing the blonde coming with her. She just held on to Ashley in attempts to 'forget' that Spencer was even there.
"Alli," Ashley smiled and pulled away from her sister. She knew that they had never even met before, but Ashley could tell that Allison hated Spencer already. She didn't have to meet her to hate her though, honestly. With all the shit Spencer did to their family, she was bound to hate her. Allison sighed, hating to have to be polite in front of someone she would rather slap. "Be nice."
"I always am."
Ashley just rolled her eyes and pulled a nervous Spencer in front of her. The blonde could feel the hate already. "Allison, Spencer. Spencer, Allison."
"It's nice to meet you," Allison almost rolled her eyes to go with her blank voice. She sent Spencer a quick fake smile for direct measure. "I've heard ALOT about you."
Spencer just sighed. This was definitely going to be a long day.
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"She hates me," Spencer complained, frowning as she spun around in Ashley's computer chair while Ashley typed away at her laptop. Ashley just rolled her eyes from the bed. She didn't really have anything to say about that- considering Allison did in fact, hate her. "She hates me so so so much, Ashley."
"So?" Ashley started to wrap up her e-mail. She looked at Spencer, "What does it matter?"
"'What does it matter?' Seriously, what does it matter, Ash? How would you feel if Glen or Clay totally hated your ass and there was nothing you could do about it?"
"There's plenty you can do about it," Ashley yawned, closing her laptop. She knew very well that her sisters' probably hated Spencer, but that didn't mean that Spencer couldn't do anything about it. There was always an alternative. "Action is the antidote."
"What?"
Ashley smiled and laid her hands on Spencer's shoulders, "Don't worry about it, okay? They're just... stubborn. You're planning on being around for a while, yes?"
"Of course."
"Well then prove to them that they'll just have to get used to you," Ashley wrapped her arm loosely around Spencer's shoulders, leading her toward the door. "I think my mom is home. I can smell something cooking."
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"What the fuck is he doing here?" Kyla, with little Deuce on her hip, made a face as Dawn shrugged in front of her. Being Ashley's loyal and supportive sister, she accompanied her sister and her girlfriend on the trip. Mostly because Allison wanted to see her nephew, and a part of her wanted to see if she could picture raising her son in New York instead. Though, she didn't run that part by Johnny. Kyla gestured toward the kitchen, "You know that Ashley is going to be pissed off about this, right?"
"No shit Kyla," Dawn rolled her eyes, randomly shaking her nephew's hand. He smiled at her, making her smile for once. "It's not like I can kick him out, he lives here just as much as you and Ashley do."
"No he lives with his mom, who lives in California," Kyla rolled her eyes and sighed, hoping that Ashley had fallen asleep or something so she didn't have to see a certain someone.
"Hey Ky," Ashley came in with Spencer at her side.
"Ah fuck," Kyla rolled her eyes. "Just my luck."
Dawn dropped her nephew's hand, her eyes dead set on Spencer. Her look wasn't at all nice either, unfortunately. "You must be Spencer."
"Yeah," Spencer stuck her left hand out. "It's nice to finally meet you."
"Yeah likewise," Dawn almost rolled her eyes. Ashley rolled her eyes for her though. Dawn wasn't very different than Allison- probably more cold, and more closed off- but she loved Ashley just as much as Allison did. And with the Davies' blood running through her veins, it wasn't surprising that she didn't like Spencer already.
Ashley just smiled and walked into the kitchen, leaving Spencer alone with her two sisters.
"Look, I know that you have probably heard a lot of bad shit about me and I know that I may act like I don't care about Ashley, but I do," Dawn's eyes were set into Spencer's blues. By now, Spencer was absolutely terrified. "I do and if you hurt her again, I will come after you and I will make sure that you regret it. Got it?"
Spencer was too stunned to say anything. Instead, she muttered out a silent, "Uh huh."
"Good," Dawn leaned back. "Good luck with what's going to happen."
"What do you mean?"
"You'll see."
Spencer just made a face, now walking into the kitchen to go check on her girlfriend.
"Spencer," Kyla grabbed the blonde's arm. "I wouldn't go in there."
"What? Why-"
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Ashley yelled from inside the kitchen, followed by a crash. Dawn sighed, walking into the kitchen while Kyla and Spencer followed suit- Spencer being the only one confused. It was all cleared up once she walked in to find a standing Ashley, and an Aiden standing at the counter covered in flour.
"Hello to you too Ashley," Aiden rolled his eyes and went back to rolling his dough.
Ashley made a face, "What're you doing here? Dad isn't here; you don't have to be here."
"I want to be," Aiden looked up to smile at his half sister. Surprisingly, he didn't even glance at Spencer. "I want to be here."
Now Ashley was just confused. "What?"
"I'm trying to be a better person Ash," Aiden smiled as he patted the dough into perfect little circles. "You should know about that, right? I've been here since I graduated, you know. Been staying here. Trying to spend some time with Mom. I'm trying to be... better."
Now everyone was beyond confused.
"What?" Aiden didn't exactly like the 'what the fuck?' look on their faces. "You all don't believe that I want to be good for once? That's what you all wanted, right?"
"A bit late for that, don't you think?" Kyla asked, rolling her eyes and shielding her son away from Aiden. Deuce didn't need to know him. "What are you going for anyway?"
"I'm just trying to be a better person," Aiden rolled his eyes and placed the cookie tray in the oven. "I'm making everyone cookies."
"Well isn't that lovely."
Everyone turned around to see the one and only Christine Davies standing in the doorway, leaning against the doorframe watching everything play out in front of her. She wasn't surprised at how things played out- she knew her daughters and they weren't the most... accepting people. She knew that Aiden was going to have to try much harder than that to gain back his sister's trust.
Christine took a step toward Spencer, her eyes pouring into terrified blues. She smiled at the blonde, "And are you the certain blonde that I have to kill?"
