I know it's been a while since I last updated. My bad.
(Spencer's POV)
I've been sitting in the waiting room for what seems like hours, but in reality has only be five minutes. Why is it taking so long for someone to tell me that Ashley is okay? I know she's okay. She has to be.
"Spencer." I look up to see my mom.
"Mom!" I don't think I've ever been so happy to see her in my life. I immediately get up and pull her into a hug. "Mom, how is she?"
"We don't know Spencer. Patrick seemed to have done more damage than you had thought. He seemed to have stabbed her in the back as well as strangled her. They are operating on her now..." She trailed off after seeing my pained expression.
"But that isn't possible! I was with her before the ambulance came and I didn't notice that..." Ashley had been stabbed? How the hell did I not notice that?
"Well sweetie, he might have done it while you were unconscious." Paula looked around the room like she was working up the nerve to say something.
"What is it Mom? Tell me."
"Well, honey, maybe this is for the best."
"What's for the best?" I'm confused.
"Well, uh," Now she looked uncomfortable. Then it clicked.
"YOU THINK IT'S BEST THAT ASHLEY DIED?! AFTER EVERYTHING YOU HAVE PUT US THROUGH AND SEEING HOW HAPPY ASHLEY MAKES ME, YOU THINK IT'D BE BEST FOR HER TO DIE?" You know how loud people's screams are when they are walking through a haunted house? Well triple that and that's how loudly I was screaming at my mother.
"Spencer I-"
"Paula just don't." I whispered. I don't think I'll ever be able to look at her the same way ever again. I walk away.
I'm not sure where I'm going. Down a hall, down another, down another. Soon I find myself in the parking lot.
"Where are you going?" I turn around to see Clay, looking sympathetic.
"I don't know." I really don't know. Far away from this hospital would be nice.
"You need to be here when Ashley gets out of operation."
"How do you know she even will?" I didn't want to admit it to anyone. But Clay makes me feel safe. I can tell him anything.
Even my biggest fear.
"We both know she's a fighter. She's not going anywhere, Spencer. Not for a long time and not without you." Just what I wanted to hear.
A small smile and a few tears appear on my face. "Thanks Clay." I hug him. We stay there for a few moments before I feel a tap on my shoulder.
I shudder when I see it's Paula. "What do you want?" I ask with no emotion. I have none left.
"It's about Ashley."
Ashley, dead or alive? You decide.
