A/N: Sorry for the delayed update I was having writer's block on this story. Also, sorry for the shortness of this chapter. Thanks for reviewing everyone!! Enjoy!

Ashley snuck out of the house and Spencer was in the clear. The next two days went by extremely slow because she couldn't contact Ashley at all. Her mom broke her phone, and her mom made her sleep with the door open for the next two nights.

Finally the imprisonment was over; Spencer was aloud out of her house. She woke up in the morning and smiled. She ran into shower and quickly got ready. She ran down her stairs and was ready to go see Ashley. She put her hand on the door handle and prepared to head out. Ashley was waiting for her in the driveway.

"Where do you think your going?" Paula said sharply as she crossed her arms.

"Um, out?" Spencer shrugged.

"With who?" Paula smirked.

"Ashley, we are going to grab something to eat." Spencer continued to open the door and she saw Ashley waiting in the driveway. Seeing Ashley made her smile.

"You didn't ask me if you could go out."

"The grounding is over, Mom. I can go out remember?" Spencer put a foot out that door.

"Well, you can't go. You didn't ask, and I don't want you seeing Ashley anymore." Paula made Spencer step out of the doorway and shut the door.

"You can't stop me from seeing her. I'm going whether you like it or not." Spencer reached for the door handle.

"No, you aren't going anywhere. You live under my roof, it's my rules." Paula stood in front of the door leaning on it.

"This isn't fair."

"You know what's not fair? Having a gay daughter. Having a daughter that wasn't gay a year ago, but all of a sudden she meets a certain someone named Ashley and she's gay. That's what's not fair," Paula smirked she enjoyed saying that. It felt good telling that to Spencer.

"I can't believe you just said that to me. That fucking hurts, you don't accept me at all. Maybe I don't want to live under your roof anymore! You are never going to accept me and this is how you are always going to treat Ashley. If this is how you are going to treat her...then I don't want to fucking live under your roof!" Spencer budged her way and opened the door.

"You walk out of that door...don't think about coming back." Paula stood firmly and meant those words.

"Fine." A tear drizzled down Spencer's cheek and she slammed the door shut.

Paula threw her drink at the door once Spencer slammed it shut. Glass shattered everywhere.

"Oh my god Spencer, what's wrong?" Ashley saw Spencer walk up to the car crying.

Spencer was crying but her face was red and she was infuriated, "I don't even know how to say this."

"It's me, just say it." Ashley consoled Spencer by brushing Spencer's hair out of her face and running her hands through her hair.

"My mom kicked me out. I can't live under her roof anymore. Her rules were, I couldn't see you if I lived there. Ashley..." Spencer cried harder, "Where am I going to go? I'm homeless."

"Shhh, shhh, let's get you out of this driveway," Ashley held Spencer's hand and zoomed out of the driveway.

They arrived at Ashley's house and they ran up to her bedroom. "Spencer everything is going to be okay. You are going to live here with me. My mom won't notice, she is never home. Plus with you and me here, we can be together without anyone trying to stop us." Ashley smiled and kissed Spencer on the cheek.

"I like the sound of that. I just---I can't believe she kicked me out. I didn't think she would actually do it." Spencer lay in the bed and stared at the ceiling.

Ashley lay next to her and held her. "Hey, it's going to be all right. You're mom will see she made a mistake throwing you out, and she will take you back."

"I don't know if I want to go back," Spencer sat up, "She said that having a gay daughter wasn't fair. I said something about not going out with you isn't fair...and she said it wasn't fair having a gay daughter. That really hurt Ash. Just when I thought she finally accepted it. Why does it matter who I love?" Spencer started to weep.

"Hey, I know it's hard. It's really hard; my mom doesn't accept it either. We are going to get through this together. I will do whatever to help you. I am here, and I love you." Ashley kissed her on the forehead.

"Can we go back?" Spencer looked up.

"Back...? To your house? Why?" Ashley was confused.

"I want to get my stuff out of there. My clothes and stuff. My teddy bears. Maybe if she saw me packing all my things she would regret it and let me stay." Spencer was excited by her plan.

Ashley figured it was a bad idea, but she knew Spencer didn't think so. And during this time, she figured it was best to do whatever Spencer wanted.

"Okay, let's go." Ashley got up and grabbed her keys.

"Think it will work?" Spencer asked sitting on the bed.

"If you think it will, then you should try it," Ashley stood waiting by the door.

Spencer smiled and she had hope in her eyes. I have to move back in there, I can't be kicked out. Why can't she just accept who I am and who I am in love with? Maybe I would be better without my mom. I have to try at least...

They arrived at the house and Spencer let herself in. She saw her mom's car in the driveway but her mom wasn't anywhere in sight. Ashley and Spencer walked up the stairs and into her room.

"Well, I just wanna grab a couple bags of clothes and head out. Well yeah, let's just shove all my clothes from my closet into these two bags." Spencer threw one bag at Ashley.

"Like they are going to fit..." Ashley looked at all the clothes.

"We don't have to do it neatly. I just wanna get these clothes and get the hell out of here." Spencer shoved her clothes into the bag and Ashley did the same.

Couple of minutes later all her clothes were packed and they walked down the stairs. Paula came running from the other room. She was clearly drunk and she had a glass filled with vodka in her hand.

"Where the fuck do you think your going Spencer? And why the fuck are you in my house Ashley?" Paula said as she swayed from side to side.

"Mom you're drunk. Get away, we are leaving." Spencer could see she wasn't going to patch anything up tonight.

"You fucking took my baby girl away from me." Paula slurred some words.

"I didn't take shit away from you. You pushed her away." Ashley snipped back.

"Ash---you'll just make things worse. Let's get out of here." Spencer grabbed Ashley's arm.

"You better not fucking walk out on me again. You stay here this time, or you really are never aloud back under my roof." Paula stared at Ashley.

"Whatever mom, you are drunk. Just go have another drink." Spencer remarked and tried to push Ashley out the door.

"Fuck, you aren't telling me what to do!" Paula threw the glass full of vodka at the wall at it shattered everywhere.

"What the hell mom?" Spencer was scared and infuriated at the same time.

"You took my baby girl bitch!" Paula said as she ran over towards Ashley and stared choking her up against the wall.

"Mom! M--om!! Stop you're hurting her!" Spencer tried pulling Paula's arms off around Ashley's neck but she was too strong.

"I'm doing what is best for you!" Paula continued to choke Ashley.

Ashley hit Paula's arms and tried pushing her off, but nothing. She didn't budge one bit. Paula's breath reeked of alcohol as she yelled in Ashley's face.

"Let go of her!!" Spencer yelled. She didn't know what to do. She was too strong. Spencer grabbed the glass vase off the table next to her and slammed it against Paula's head.

Paula fell to the ground and glass was every where. Paula's head was bleeding and there was bits of pieces of glass that was stuck in her head.

Spencer put her hand up to her mouth, "Oh my god, what did I do?"

"AhhhHH, we got to get out of here." Ashley tugged on Spencer's arm.

"What about my mom? Should we call the cops?" Spencer was stunned; she stood with her hand over her mouth.

Ashley was scared she just wanted to get out of there, "No! Let's go!" Ashley grabbed Spencer's arm and left Paula on the floor, unconscious, bleeding.