So I had to use the winner from last chapter in this one because I couldn't just kick the person out. So aunt DeAnne is still here! This update pissed me off (because of a certain part) and I wrote it hehe. Hope you like it! Ashley's POV.

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Spencer, Glen, and I made our way up the stairs. We ran into Spencer's room and saw Kyla shaking.

"Ash, help. I don't why I'm shaking like this."

Tears soaked her cheeks. I walked over to her duffle bag and pulled out some medicine the doctor said she would need.

"You just need to take this."

"What is it?"

"It's your medicine. You can't have any pills because your body is still weak from them. So you have to take liquid stuff."

I poured some into the cup.

"Open your mouth."

Kyla did so and I poured the liquid into her mouth. She swallowed it and smiled.

"That tastes good. Can I have some more?"

"No, now try and get some rest."

"Okay. Thanks Ash for helping."

"No problem."

"I'm going to stay and keep an eye on her," Glen whispered.

"Alright. If she starts shaking again, come get me."

He nodded his head. Spencer and I went back down to the kitchen and heard Paula saying something to her sister.

"I never hated Ashley. It was just that Spencer was spending more time with her than with me. Back in Ohio, Spence and I were so close. Then we moved here and it changed. I guess I was jealous and angry at Ashley. When Spencer told me about them dating, I was furious. I didn't let it show because I wanted her to think I was fine with it. But she knew I wasn't. I don't have anything against gay people. I just wanted to be like mom so much, that I never thought it would come back and bite me in the ass someday. I never thought that my own daughter was going to be gay. In fact, I love seeing them together. Spencer hated the fact of moving. I saw that she was happy she moved when she started talking about Ashley. And Ashley is a wonderful person. Sometimes she can act a little out there, but deep down she's amazing. I'm glad that she's with Spence."

"You know you never had to be like mom? She treated me the same way as she treated you."

"Yeah right. She thought you were the best out of us all."

"That's because Kevin was addicted to drugs and you were always annoying her. I was the one that laid off."

"True. Well, I'm done being like her. I'm going to accept Spence for what she is. I'll accept any choices she makes."

Spencer walked into the kitchen and hugged her mom.

"I love you mom."

"I love you, too."

I slowly walked in. Paula reached out and pulled me into the hug.

"I'm so sorry I was mean before."

"It's okay. My mom acted the same way and she still does."

When we were released, Paula asked, "So what was wrong with Kyla?"

"She was having a reaction from not having pills."

Paula nodded her head. It felt weird without her giving me the evil glare. Now she gave me a sincere look. It's the same one that Spencer gives me all the time.

"Aunt DeAnne? When did you get here," Clay said as he walked into the kitchen.

"A couple hours ago. Where were you?"

"At my girlfriend's house."

"Girlfriend?"

"Yeah. Her name is Chelsea."

Spencer's dad came in after Clay.

"Hey DeAnne. Looking good."

DeAnne chuckled and hit him lightly. Mr. C. leaned over and kissed Paula on the cheek. He looked at Spencer and smiled.

"Why are you so happy, Spence?"

"Mom's accepting me."

He walked over and hugged his daughter. Then we hugged Paula. Glen came down and joined in the already-cramped kitchen.

"Well Kyla is knocked out."

A goofy grin was painted on his face. I grabbed his arm and pulled him away from the group. Spencer followed.

"What did you and Kyla do up there?"

"Nothing you need to know about."

I pinched his shoulder and he yelped.

"Okay I tell!"

I released.

"I was about to leave but she said I could stay. So I sat on the side of the bed and brushed the stray hairs out of her face. Then she told me why she took all those pills."

"What was the reason?"

"Well it wasn't about Aiden. Apparently she got a phone call from a hospital in Boston. They said that her other mom got in a car accident and died. She told me that one bottle was for her dad and the other was for her mom. Well she started crying and said she was sorry. I told her that she shouldn't be saying it to me, then she pulled me in and kissed me."

The words one bottle for her dad and the other was for her mom rang in my head. Tears rimmed my bottom eyelids. I fought them back and let my rage take over.

"She didn't even know our dad. Why would she try to kill herself because of his death?"

"Ash, it was her dad, too."

"Yeah but she never knew him. She came after his death. I was the one who knew him!"

I tried to keep my voice down so no one else would get involved.

"Your just upset about what she did."

"Damn right I am! Why did she tell anyone that? She cried so fricking hard about Aiden's death. Why couldn't one bottle be for him?"

"Ashley!"

"I don't care, Spence. I'm going for a drive."

"Then I'm going with."

"Whatever. Keep an eye on Kyla, Glen."

"Sure."

I walked angrily to my car, Spencer only a few paces behind. Tears started to well up again, but I pushed them back. I whipped through the roads.

"Slow down. You're going to get pulled over, and you don't need another problem in your life."

"That's all that happens in my life is problems. The only thing that wasn't a problem was you."

I thought saying that would get her off my back but it didn't.

"Ash, stop playing little miss hurt. You keep trying to get sympathy and it's getting old. I love you to death, but your really pissing me off with the act. This isn't the real you. Your not pissed at Kyla, you just needed to disguise your true feelings. I know you were going to cry. You didn't mean anything you said about her and your dad. It's all a disguise. You don't need it for people to like you. My whole family knows the real you, and they all accept you now. There's nothing to fear. People are meant to hurt."

I pulled the car over and cried. Spencer pulled me in and hugged me.

"Your right, Spence. I'm so sorry."

"It's okay. I'll drive us back to my house."

"I don't want to go back yet. Can we go to a secret place?"

"If you tell me the way."

We traded seats and I gave her directions to the secret place.

"So what is so special about this place?"

"You'll see."

It was silent until we got to our destination. Spencer's jaw dropped to the floor.