"I almost had sex with Ashley last night." I whisper into the phone.
"Almost? Who stopped it? Why was she even at your house? And why the hell are you whispering?" a nosey Madison questions.
"Her and Kyla got into this huge argument last night and she came over to talk. I couldn't just send her home, one thing led to another and the next thing I knew I was kissing her. She stopped me before things got too far. I'm in my bathroom now, I don't want to talk to loud and wake her up."
"Spencer, your bathroom is across the hall from your bedroom. She's not going to hear you." I don't need to see her to know she's rolling her eyes right now, but I guess she's right. There is no reason for me to whisper.
"Look, just tell me what I should do." I sigh and return to my normal tone of voice.
"You need to put your big girl panties on and tell Ashley how you feel. Its time for the two of you to be honest with each other."
"Madison…" I trail off trying to think of some excuse as to why I can't tell Ashley about my feelings.
What if I tell her and she doesn't feel the same way about me, or I scare her off.
"Spencer! Tell the girl the truth. I promise you she feels the same way." Whoa, did she just read my mind? That was creepy.
"How can you be so sure?"
"Just trust me, Spencer. I wouldn't tell you to do this if I thought you'd get hurt."
"Ok. I'll tell her today." I say reluctantly.
"You better. Call me later and tell me how it goes." Madison hangs up.
Where does this leave Kyla? There's no way I can go on a date with her now. I have to cancel. I go through my call log and redial Kyla but hang up before she answers. What am I going to say? I've already lied to her once, and I can't do it again. One lie turns into another, and another and then it just snowballs from there. Sure I spare her feelings for now but she'll only hate me more when she finds out the truth. Oh, I should have never let things get so crazy.
I leave the confined space of the bathroom and as I walk past my bedroom I can see Ashley's still sound asleep in my bed. I can't wake her up yet. I'm not ready to have our talk. I move downstairs to the kitchen and open up the fridge. I'm sure she'll be hungry whenever I do decide to wake her.
A half an hour later I've finished making French toast with bacon and I'm adding strawberries and grapes to the plate. I hear the front door open and peek out of the kitchen to see who it is.
"Hey, Glen." I greet my brother as he walks into the kitchen and throws his bag in one of the chairs.
"What's up, little sis?" He tries to snatch one of the pieces of bacon off Ashley's plate and I swat his hand away. "Hey! Why I can't I have some bacon?" he pulls his hand back.
"That's Ashley's, but I did make extra." I point to the counter near the stove and he takes a piece from there.
"Ashley's here?" he asks with his mouth full. So gross.
"Yeah, she's upstairs. So can you keep your voice down a little." I open up the cabinets and look for the silver tray my dad uses to serve my mother breakfast in bed.
'It's over here." Glen pulls the tray down from a shelf I can't reach and puts the plate on it. "Come on, I'll help you bring it upstairs." How did he know what I was looking for?
While Glen holds the tray I pour a cup of orange juice for Ashley. "Ok, Lets go."
Glen sets up the tray near the bed and I set the juice on top once its stable. "Relax, little sis. She's not going to eat you." Would that be so bad?
"Too much information, Spencer. Girl on girl is hot but not when you're related to one of them."
"Ok now I know I didn't say that out loud." I'm fed up with everyone reading my mind today.
"You didn't have to." Glen says before disappearing into the hall.
I sit on the bed and the weight shifts making Ashley stir in her sleep. She reaches her hand out to the other side but when she doesn't find anything she pouts. Aw, she's looking for me.
"Ash, wake up." I nudge her lightly.
"Five more minutes." She grumbles into the pillow.
"Ok, but your breakfast will be cold in five minutes." Just like I thought they would her eyes open a little at the mentioning of breakfast. "I figured we could talk while you eat, so sit up." I nudge her a little harder this time.
"I'm up. I'm up." Ashley yawns sitting up in the bed.
"Good, here's your plate." I wait for her to get comfortable and place the plate in her lap.
"Mmm, I love French toast." She takes a few bites and smiles at me. "I look a mess don't I?" she asks, using her hands to hide her face.
"No. You're beautiful Ashley. As always." I take the plate from her lap and feed her the next bite of her food. "We need to talk about last night. You asked me how I feel about you and its time I gave you a real answer. Our fall out last year really hurt me, I spent the summer trying to bounce back and turn off whatever feelings I had for you. When I saw you the first day of school all of those feelings came back but I was too angry and stubborn to admit it. I was confused and I made a mess trying to figure everything out."
"You didn't make this mess on your own, Spencer. I played a part in it too." Ashley interjects.
"Just let me finish... Last night when you were on my porch everything made sense. I'm in love you with you, Ashley."
We stare at each other for a few seconds before she wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me into a hug. Nothing has ever felt this right.
"I love you too, Spencer." She pulls back and kisses me but I stop it before I can begin to enjoy it too much.
"What's wrong?" Ashley pulls me into her lap and I rest my head on her shoulder.
"We still need to tell Kyla." The guilty feeling in my stomach won't go away until I'm honest with her.
"We?"
"Yes, We. I'm not telling her alone. We're doing it together." I lace my fingers through hers to make my point clear.
"Ok, get dressed. We'll go now." Ashley practically jumps out of the bed.
"What?" I give her a look of disbelief. Why is she in such a rush to tell her sister we lied to her.
"I don't want to waste another minute, Spencer. We're going to get dressed and I'll drive you over to my house. We'll tell her there. Now, get moving." She pulls me out of the bed.
Here it is, Chapter 9. Spashley! Hope you enjoy it. How do you think Kyla's going to take the news? Feedback is always welcome. The next chapter should be up soon, maybe in a day or so.
