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I run push the 'call back' button, grab a sweater, my wallet and run out the door to my car.

No answer.

"Hi, you've reached Ashley's phone, leave a message."

I hit end and throw my phone into the passenger seat.

Sliding my glasses on hurriedly, I speed out of the parking lot.

Five minutes later I am at her door banging as hard as I can. "Ashley, its me, let me in" I say hoarsely.

I can't hear anyone inside.

I look around and see no one so I open the side gate and run threw her back yard.

I trip over a chair and fall flat on my face. "Fucker" I stand up and can't believe my eyes.

Ashley is sitting there, on the phone, in one of her nice beach chairs.

What the hell?

This must be a really bad joke or dream or something.

"Ashley?" I say in disbelief.

My heart beats faster and faster but not because I'm in the presence of someone who I love dearly, but because I thought I would find her dead or something.

"Spencer?" She turns around to face me, and looks very surprised, if not shocked to see me standing there.

I am a mess.

I look at my feet and see that I tore my favorite jeans.

Dammnit.

My mouth becomes dry and even if I wanted to say something, I can't.

She tells the who ever she is talking to 'goodbye' and then walks over to me. "What are you doing here?"

Say something.

Come on, Carlin, its not that hard to form a sentence.

"I thought-" I furrow my eyes angrily. "What the hell was that message you sent me?" I nudge her hard causing her to falter backwards.

She looks at me confused.

"I thought you were going to kill yourself or something" I breath out sadly, and I think my heart may stop beating completely if I stand here any longer.

This is to much, I cannot do this.

Her face has bewilderment written all over it and I don't wait around for an answer. I book it out of there and get into my car.

She follows me just like she's done a hundred times before and other moments like this come rushing back to me.

"Spencer, wait for just one second" She pleads me.

I come to a halt. "One" I say loudly and start walking to my house.

"Hey" She grabs my arm, forcing me to stop. "You're not being fair"

"No, I'm not." I say gruffly, yanking my arm away, but she grabs my hand instead. "But you know what's not fair? Telling a certain girl how you feel about them, and then finding some dirty skank rubbing her boobs in her face" I yank my hands away. "That's not fair Ashley."

"We were playing truth or dare" She says.

"Is that supposed to be some kind of apology?" I say harshly, not caring if she is hurting.

I'm the one who is hurting.

This is such a disaster.

"No, I just" She sighs and runs her hand throw her messy hair. "I'm sorry okay?"

I shift my weight from one foot to the other, waiting for a further explanation. "I didn't mean to hurt you. I would never purposely hurt you."

I know she is being honest but it still hurts.

My heart still aches, and my hands are beginning to tremble.

I slam my car door and close my eyes, and count to ten.

I hear the other door open and I know she is in here with me.

Its almost suffocating and I wish this wasn't happening.

"I'm moving" She breaks the silence.

"What?" I squeak out.

"You made it clear last night that you don't want me in your life, and I respect that Spencer, I really do." Her lower lip is shaking and a tear runs down her cheek. She brushes it away quickly and looks out the window.

"Ash" I put my hand on hers. "I don't want you to move"

"Its to late, I already bought a condo in Seattle." She says bitterly, and then gets out.

I sit there in shock and fumble with my keys. I dial Dan's cell.

"How's my favorite lesbian?" He is always so cheerful.

"Dan" I cry out. "I need you, please" And then the phone falls from my fingers.

I think I passed out because the next thing I know, Dan is knocking on my window and Ashley is at his side. She looks like she has been crying, but it could just be my blurry vision.

I unlock the door and Dan opens it quickly. "Darling, you look just awful" He paws at my hair.

"Shut it Dan" Ashley pushes him aside and pulls me out.

He stands there in shock.

"Are you going to help me or just stand there?" She asks him.

He lurches at my other side and they get me inside.

My vision is better and once I'm on the couch I see boxes.

Lots of boxes.

She wasn't kidding.

My stomach gets a pang and I feel nauseas.

"Here, drink this" Ashley sits on the edge of the couch with a glass of Apple Juice in her hands.

I sit up slowly, not making eye contact with her. "Thanks" I mumble. "I thought you were moving"

"I was, but you always found the most crazy ways to keep from you" She jokes and a small smile pulls at the sides of my lips.

"See, there it is." She points at me while looking at Dan.

"I see, very interesting" He has a look on his face similar to a pondered look.

I roll my eyes at them.

"I'm not leaving Spence"

Spence.

I love that.

I eye her curiously.

"You need someone to protect you, and obviously Dan is sucking at that job." She gives him a harsh look.

"Always the charmer." I sip on my drink.

She laughs and we just stare into each others eyes.

I'm so tired of being angry at her, but more angry at the fact that there isn't an 'us' anymore.

I gave her my all, and finally it seems she is trying to give something back.