A/N- so this is the next chapter you guys!. woot!. XD.

more shall come. tis brewing in me head at the moment.

enjoy.

you know who this is for. :]

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ASHLEY POV

Six weeks later

Ugh, I so do not want to get up.

It's way too early for this shit. Rehab had me on this epic sleep schedule, plus there wasn't a chance of talking to Spencer until we fell asleep. So I'm up at the ass crack of dawn for no reason whatsoever. I should probably go get some coffee or something. I got out f bed and walked over to the closet, just putting on a random pair of jeans and one of my dad's old button up flannels over my tank top and boxer pajamas. I haven't had my coffee yet, don't judge me. Maybe I'll head off to see Spencer or something after I hit the studio. I had to dive right back into work after I got home, and it was so tiresome.

I decided to call Spencer to go out to do something after I got out of the studio. She told me Kyla and Aiden dragged her to Grey's to hang out. I know, it's a bar, and it's probably a tempting situation, but I know I can resist alcohol and the random drugs that travel around the regulars.

I've just been so busy with work, I had to go visit Spence and the gang and have some fun. I'm just gonna go straight from the studio. I don't need to be impressing anyone today. I'm too lazy to go home and change.

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At Grey's

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So I walk into Grey's to see everyone in the VIP section. Spencer's already got a few drinks in her. She's stumbling around making a complete ass of herself. Oh, how I miss those days…wait, what?, no. no I don't miss it, I don't need to drink, I have to remember that. No drinks.

"HAY BABY!" I heard Spencer yell, oh god, she's trashed. This is so not like her. I can't be around her. She reeks of vodka. She knows what I just went through, and now she's torturing me. She wrapped her arm around me and tried to pull me over to the others. Thankfully Glen saw and came over to grab his sister.

"I'm gonna go sit and talk to Kat. I'll see you guys later. I can't be around Spencer, she's hammered." I told Glen, he nodded, but Spencer spoke, "what?, where's Ashley go-going?, she just got here." she stumbled back to the couch and hit Aiden's lap. Usually, I'd get pissed, but he's got Kyla now.

I sat down at the bar stool I was all to familiar with at the far end of the bar. Kat handed me a coke without question. "Thanks, you know me well." I smirked. Kat was a great friend.

"So, how've you been?…" she asked, but Spencer interrupted.

"Ashley!, I've missed you!" she kissed me and I was overwhelmed with the taste of Sky vodka and orange juice. Made me want one. No. I pulled away and shook my head of the thoughts.

"Spencer, please, don't."

"What is it?. Do you not want me?. Is it someone else?. I know you have someone else, you always have chicks in the bathroom here right?. Is it her?." she pointed to Kat, who had walked away to tend to someone else. Before I could respond, Spencer cut in again. "I KNEW IT!. See I knew you being away meant something bad."…y'know, I would have been a lot angrier if she were sober. She kept slurring her words and shooting random accusations at me. It was kinda bothersome, to be honest.

But she randomly pulled a completely "sober" poker face. "You're cheating!" she poked me in the chest. How much has she had to drink?. Jeez. NOW it's agitating.

"Spencer, I love you, why can't you just understand that?"

"Because Ashley, you're flirting and making googly eyes at everyone you see!" she went to tuen and leave but I grabbed her wrist and spun her around.

"Spencer, stop. Why are you always doubting me?. I mean jesus, it's like I can't make or have any friends because you're getting jealous, I love you and only you and I feel like a piece of shit because you never believe me. Fuck, Spence, please tell me what I have to do!."

She didn't answer. She just pulled her wrist free and ran the other direction. Well, stumbled.

Then, she kissed Carmen.

What the fuck?.

I think this calls for a fucking drink. Because I must be dreaming. I did NOT just see Spencer kiss Carmen.

There's no way.

I spun around in the stool and yelled for Kat. "I need a shot. I don't care what it is. I need something."

"No, Ashley, Kyla told me about rehab. I'm not serving you alcohol." she was dead serious.

I spun back around to see Spencer sitting next to Carmen,

"Fuck!. Son of a bitch!". I knew Kat was only looking out for me, but this is important!. I just witnessed my girlfriend cheat on me with her abusive bitch of an ex. It took everything in me not to beat Carmen's ass.

I downed the rest of the coke and grabbed my keys.

Kat stopped me, "Ashley, look, I know it may seem like you need to drink, but you really don't. Just don't do something you'll regret."

I could only nod and push out of the club.

I finally got to the loft and dug through Kyla's alcohol cabinet. Usually I had restraints not to go in here, but I just needed to.

This is stupid. This is stupid and I shouldn't do this.

But I need to.

I pulled out a bottle of Jack Daniels and sat it on the table in the living room. I kept pacing the house, grabbing a cup in the process…. I should drink, I shouldn't drink, I need a drink.

I slammed the cup down next to the bottle and just stared at it, an internal debate going on in my mind.

Spencer. Cheated. With. Carmen.

Right. In. My. Face.

I need a drink.

I don't know how long I'd been staring at the bottle, but Kyla had come home. She grabbed the bottle from in front of me,

"What the FUCK Ashley?!. Were you going to drink this?"

I shook my head no.

"Look, I know what happened with Spencer. Aiden brought her home. Carmen's gone. But seriously Ashley. You spent six months to kick the addiction and you were about to throw it all away. You've worked way too hard to get sober. Don't let Spencer's drunken mistake fuck all that up."

Kyla was right.

"Sorry Ky, I just, I didn't…"

"I know Ash." She put a comforting hand on my shoulder.

This is just ridiculous. What am I gonna do about Spencer?