Chapter 8

Spencer

Tonight was not what I thought it would be. I did dance tonight, and it was with Ashley. At first we didn't dance close, but eventually we became closer. My hands found themselves around her neck, and hers around mu body. I do admit it was nice, and comforting to be like that. For a moment I thought my lips were going to be on hers, so that's when I decided to walk away. I said I needed a drink, instead I came outside for a smoke. I looked inside to find them sitting in the booth, but Ashley wasn't with them.

"You started to smoke?" I looked over at Ashley, she must of walked around to find me.

"I know its a bad habit" I rolled my eyes.

"You should, and you will"

"What are you going to make me?" she walked over grabbing the smoke from me, and throwing it away.

"No, but you know if Kyla ever saw you then you would quit just to shut her up" I laughed, its true.

"I guess I will be quitting"

"Good, because no one likes to kiss an ashtray" I looked up at her, she was leaning against the wall.

"Have you tried?" I don't know why I was flirting with her, I think the beer was kicking in.

"No and I wouldn't even if it was with you"

"Harsh much?" she just rolled her eyes, and walked over to stand in front of me.

"Carlin you know kissing you is something I would love to do, but I really hate smoker breath."

"I wouldn't let you anyways, I don't do cute shit anymore."

"What ever you say Carlin" She turned to walk inside, and of course I followed her.


The next couple of days where quiet, and I enjoyed them. I did however go to New York to see where the new bar would go. I haven't decided what I was going to do, but I did have time. I picked up another glass to clean, when I heard the front door open.

"Sorry we are closed"

"Even for me?" I looked up to see Ashley.

"Yes even for you" I watched her take a seat in front of me, and start eating peanuts.

"Well kick me out then" I rolled my eyes at her.

"Shouldn't you be writing songs or something?"

"I retired" I laughed, and gave her a coke.

"Writing isn't working?"

"No, its like my brain just turned off."I nodded.

"That is what brings you here?"

"I needed out of the house, and I thought I could come bug you for a bit."

"Since when do you think I want you around Ashley?"

"Because you haven't runaway yet. Apparently you do that a lot" I looked at her giving me this knowing look, like she knew me still.

"I don't runaway, its called a life something you don't have apparently" I walked over into my office, turning my computer on.

"See, your doing it right now" She was really starting to piss me off.

"Fuck of Ashley, did you come here for something because I have work to do"

"No, I just needed a break from writing" she said as she turned to leave.

"You are trying too hard" I said stopping her from leaving.

"What do you mean?"

"Your songs always came easy for you, you shouldn't have to try so hard. You probably just have writers block, you need to clear your head."

"Why do you think I came back here Spencer" I looked over at her, I felt bad. Ashley loved music, and this I know was killing her.

"What are you doing this weekend?" I asked.

"Nothing why?"

"I will pick you up tomorrow at 4" She gave me a questioning look.

"Why?"

"I'm taking you somewhere, and don't forget to bring your guitar"

"Spencer you know I don't like surprises"

"I know, that's why I am enjoying this" I said smiling at her.

"Okay, fine. I will be ready at 4"

"Good, now go I have work to do" I said turning back to my computer, quickly looking up to her smiling at me.

"Bye Carlin"

"Bye Davies"