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Author's Note: Okay so I've been going through a lot of stuff but yeah! I think I finally figured it all out so I've gone back to writing! YAY! Here it is Chapter 7 oh and for all you Spashley lovers you are gonna love this one!
Summary: Old fights, old hangouts, old friends…
Chapter 7
Spencer opened her front door and entered the dark and silent house. She placed her keys down lightly on the table besides her couch. Good, Kyla went to bed…we can work this out in the morning…Spencer relived that her wife hadn't waited up for her headed for the kitchen to scrounge up something to eat. She opened the fridge but instead of grabbing food like she had planned she found herself reaching for a beer bottle. As her hand closed on the bottle a voice spoke from behind her.
"Welcome home…glad to see you remembered how to get here…" Shit… Spencer turned around to look at her wife who was clad in her nightwear.
"Nice to see you too, Kyla…" the blonde muttered under her breath.
"You spend to much time at work Spencer…"
"Here we go again…" Spencer grumbled as she made her way into the living room taking a sip from her beer. My God…I never catch a break with this woman… Spencer was surprised at her own thoughts.
"What?!" the woman yelled back furious at her wife. She stormed after her into the living room; steam practically coming from her ears.
"Nothing dear," the blonde said her comment dripping with sarcasm, as she took a seat on her couch. She frowned, Hmm…it's not as comfortable as my comfy chair…she was knocked out of her musings by a whining wife.
"Do you realize that we haven't spent one night together since…God I can't even remember!" Spencer placed her beer bottle down on the table and tried to hold back her anger.
"We have this fight every fucking night Kyla…" she said through gritted teeth.
"Yes and every night you never admit I exist! It's like your married to your office not to me!" Kyla snapped back.
"That's because my office has more common sense…" Spencer whispered to herself. After she realized what she had said the blonde began hoping beyond hope that her wife hadn't heard her. She stood from the couch and turned to face her wife. She saw to her dismay that tears were falling from her eyes, "Kyla, baby, I'm so sorry…" the blonde said moving into embrace her hurt wife. Kyla took a step back and wiped a tear from her eye.
"Don't…"
"What?"
"Leave…this…house…now…"
"What?"
"LEAVE SPENCER!" the raven-haired girl was screaming now. Her voice resounding throughout the house. Spencer who saw that her wife was not bluffing walked cautiously to the door, picking up her keys and purse on the way out, making sure not to turn her back to the furious dark haired woman.
Spencer sighed as she got into her car. Where the fuck do I go now? She slammed her head against the car seat. Well, let's just drive and see where it takes me…She started up her car and pulled out of her driveway making sure to honk her horn loudly as one last angry protest.
A few minutes later Spencer was shuffling her feet outside of the apartment door. She had already rang the doorbell and was now waiting for the moment when the door would be opened. What the fuck am I doing here? Spencer sighed and turned to leave just then she heard a creak and lifted her head as the door was opened.
"Spencer?" the voice asked questionably. All the doubts before left her upon sight of the woman before her. Spencer, however, did not let them continue as she slammed her lips into theirs. She pushed them back into the apartment, their lips still connected. She lifted her hands and entangled them in the mane of brown curls as Spencer opened her mouth to accept the other persons tongue. The pair fell back onto the couch still kissing fiercely. Spencer took the girl's bottom lip in her own and sucked it lightly between her lips. The girl responds and slides her tongue into Spencer's mouth and massages the blonde's tongue. Spencer chokes back a moan as a wave of pleasure rips through her and she grinds her hips hard against the brunettes. This time it was the brunette's turn to moan out. Spencer pulls back. Brown eyes connect with hers. Spencer is searching those dark orbs eyes trying to see if it is okay.
"Don't stop," the brunette utters as if she knew what the other girl was wondering. That's all Spencer needs to hear and she brings her lips down on hers massaging her tongue against the other girl's bottom lip begging for entrance. The kiss begins to slow and become more gentle as if the girls' are savoring each other. This time it was Spencer's turn to pull back and she stared at the girl beneath her.
"You're so beautiful Ashley…" she whispered to the brunette and moved back into kiss the girl again missing the taste of her lips. To her surprise the smaller girl halted her advances placing a finger against the blonde's lips.
"Wife?" was all the brunette managed to get out between her heavy breathing. The blonde shook her head furiously and thought for a second choosing her words carefully.
"Fuck her…" she said loudly before leaning in again.
That's it! Hope you all enjoyed!
