*I've literally posted 9 chapters already all in one night. I'm beginning to worry no one will be able to comment of anything I've written so far, but you have corrections, questions, or just comments, go crazy! I'd love to hear any of them! Okay, chapter 10, here it goes!*

************Spencer*************

I walk down the stairs with Chelsea, trying to focus on what happened in the living room earlier. I shouldn't have left Ashley after she passed out…but I can tell when Ashley doesn't want help. Then again, I used to be able to. She so different now. Everything is different. I think we all are.

My mom is running around, excited about everything happening, excited for Chelsea, Clay, and them "starting their new family." It's kind of cute, but annoying at the same time.

My phone rings for the hundredth time, and I just shut it off and throw it on the nearest table. I can't deal with that right now, I need some clarification about how I feel about Ashley being here. I mean it's the first time I've talked to her in years. The last time we talked…

I looked down, not wanting anyone to see my face. Plus if anyone asked what was wrong, I know I'd cry and ruin my makeup. The truth is, I have no idea what's wrong. Something wrong with me. How did my life get to this point?

Finally my mom gives Chelsea a kiss, wishes the bridesmaids good luck, and rushes out the door to start the music. I wonder if I'll be freaking out like that when my kids get married. If I ever have kids.

First bridesmaid to go stand out there is Chelsea's younger. She's about 12, and she's a cutie. She thinks she's much older than she is. And we treat her as such, to make her feel good. Which is why she isn't a flower girl.

The next out is a girl that Chelsea met in art school, Carmen. She's nice, very pretty, but she's never really talked to me. I remember Chelsea once telling me she was gay. That's all I really know about her.

Carmen was getting ready to walk out, when I catch a glimpse of Ashley in the seats. She couldn't see me, of course. I see Carmen start to walk out, and I see Ashley's eyes following her.

Then I see her smile and wink.

Wait…she winked? Does she even know Carmen? She could be a serial killer for all she knows!

I watch as she watches Carmen walk up the the front, keeping and eye on her ass the whole way. Wow. She's here for what, a few hours and she's already trying to hook up with the bridesmaids?

Wait…I have to remind myself I don't know that person out there anymore. She's not the Ashley who was my best friend and…more…anymore.

She has probably hooked up with..plenty of girls since you guys were together.

I'm not entirely sure why I feel sick all of the sudden.

Next thing I know, it's almost my turn.

"Oh my god, Spencer, I'm freaking out." Chelsea starts pacing.

"Chelsea, Chelsea, look at me, okay? Look straight out there. What do you see?"

"Like a thousand people, Spencer!"

"No, no look again. Right in front of the alter. What do you see?"

"Oh…Clay." Her face spread into the biggest, goofiest smile I've ever seen.

"Just focus on him babe, okay? You'll be fantastic."

I give her a quick kiss, and before I know it it's my turn to walk down the isle. I walk out into the day, trying to keep my eyes forward. But all they want to do is turn to the left where Ashley is sitting. What's wrong with me? I've been perfectly fine these past 7 years. Well, I mean for the most part. I missed her, sure…who wouldn't miss their best friend? Yeah that's probably it. I'm just feeling…lonely. And hurt.

I think back to my phone on the table. Then I find my eyes shifting to the left as I'm walking. And I see her. I see her chocolate eyes looking into mine, before she sifts her gaze down to Aiden's jacket. She has barely looked at me since she got here.

I suppose I can't blame her. I sigh a bit, and keep walking, eyes returning to the front.