It's Spencer's pov. I have no clue where I'm going... but that seems right. So please keep commenting. Thanks everyone!!!
Love, pain, anger. That's all I feel these days. Love for Ashley, pain from everyone else, and anger because they're hurting me and even worse, Ashley. But mainly love. She is my heart and everything else... I don't know how she does it.
I thought that she was too broken to fight anymore. I was wrong. She won't give up, I won't give up, we can't. Madison even seemed surprised when Ashley just about took that blonde out. (She shouldn't have called me a queer tease... seriously.) It wasn't the fact that she was fighting for my honor, looking really hot because she was breathing heavily and sweat- I think she's rubbing off on me a little too much... anyways, it wasn't because she got into a fight over me that made me love her so much more it almost hurts,oddly enough it was just the look on her heart broken- angry- yet heart broken face when she saw mine. It only lasted a second before her eyes turned a dark shade that even scared the hell out of me and her muscles tighten, but still, I could see, feel, the pain and need to protect the one she loved because that's how I feel too. And I realized how much I need her.
She won't stop protecting me and I'm never going to stop protecting her. Even if it means that I have to pull her of some girl or just hold her. I'm just so scared. She's always trying to save me from the world.
I wish that she didn't have to fight. If she got hurt... I wish she didn't have to fight...