I DO NOT OWN SON

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Chapter 14 – Parent 101

"Dylan, before you go anywhere take a seat" I walked over to the fridge and took out a beer. I went over and stood by the island facing Dylan. I noticed Ashley walking behind me and she stopped when she was right by my side.

"Spence, do you have any bottled water?"

"Ya in the fridge help your self" I watched as she went and grabbed a water and went and sat beside Dylan.

"Okay, So I know your going to disappear in that studio for a few days. So tell me how much trouble are you in at school?"

"I'm not, it was off school property." She was playing with her keys in her hand.

"Okay so why did this fight happen?" I know I wasn't going to get an answer but at lease I could try.

"Just some stupid stuff"

"Fine, go. I want you up for school though" She quickly turned around and walked to my side of the island.

"What! Please don't make me go!"

'When you can tell me why you get into these fights, then I will let you stay home."

"What ever I'm going to bed, night" she walked over and gave me a kiss and she did the same to Ashley.

"Night Dyl"

I grabbed my beer and walked towards the deck out back; I looked over my shoulder and told Ashley to fellow. I open the door and walked over to edge and sat my beer on the ledge. I heard the door closed and felt her hand rest on my back.

"You're pretty hot when you're mean" I started to laugh

"That wasn't me being mean that was me trying to get my daughter to talk"

"Give it time…"

"Time? Ashley how long should I wait, she is out there fighting and she can't even give me a straight answer to why"

"Maybe she is waiting for the right time to explain it, look how long it took for her to ask to see me. Spencer she loves you and she trusts you, if she isn't talking then maybe she isn't ready"

"I don't want it to be the perfect time Ashley, I want my daughter to stop this bullshit and go back to being herself again."

"Oh ya and how is she not being her self?"

"Fighting is not her Ashley!"

"She is sixteen Spencer; she is growing up and learning new things. I'm not saying this fighting is a good thing, but she might be going through something new and she is having a hard time with it. Remember us as teenagers all the crap and bullshit we went through. I got into fights as well but over time I stopped."

"Why can't she just tell us what's going on?"

"Did you ever tell Paula what was going on in your life?"

"No"

"Did she ever know that we went through hell at school for being a couple?"

"No, but she didn't know I was…"

"Spencer you did eventually tell her you were Gay, but you needed to know she wasn't going to freak."

"So Dylan thinks I'm going to freak when I find out why she is fighting?"

"Maybe, so just give her time." She walked over and gave me a hug. Then kissed my head.

"When did you become so smart?" she pulled back and smiled.

"When I realized Dylan might love music like me, but she is all you baby" I shoved her away.

I saw her look at my beer; I forgot she might have a hard time with being around alcohol. I didn't want to make her relapse.

"Does this bother you?" I pointed to my beer.

"Not really, I haven't been around it since I was out of Rehab. Kyla made sure I was away from all things like that." I grabbed the beer and poured it out over the deck. Then dropped it into the recycle bin.

"You didn't have to do that Spencer, I can handle it"

"I don't want to take that chance; I don't want you to relapse"

"I'm not going to go and start drinking again just because I saw a bottle of beer" I gave her a weak smile and started to walk down the stairs towards the water. I stood by the shore and wrapped my arms around myself.

"I missed the smell of the ocean" she was standing beside me with her feet in the water.

"It's peaceful, when it's like this"

"Spencer, don't you think we should talk about us. Is there even an us?"

"I haven't seen or spoken to you since you left for rehab. I did hear the songs you wrote about your girls, your addiction, and don't forget the songs you wrote for Dylan. What I didn't hear was you being sorry for leaving. So please Ashley, tell me is there and us?"

"I want there to be and us?"

"I know, and Dylan wants you to stay too"

"What do you want?" I ran my hands through my hair and blew out the air I was holding in.

"I don't know what I want Ashley, Sometimes I want you back and just forget everything that has happen. Then I realized how much pain you put me through and I want to just be mad at you. What I really want is answers. Why did you let this all happen? Was I not good enough you had to find other women to make you happy?"

"Spencer it had nothing to do with you, Spencer you were more then enough for me"

"Then why Ashley! Why did you let this bullshit happen!?"

Silence.

"Fine!, you know Ashley you can't just fuck everything up and then leave for years then expect me to pretend it never happen. You want there to be an us, then I want fucking answers!"

"I don't think I am ready to give you the answer you want Spencer"

"So something did happen?"

"Yes, and it's what caused me to pull away from you and Dylan. I did love you Spencer, I never stopped. I made a huge mistake and I am afraid if I tell you what happen back then you won't give me the chance you're giving me now"

"I'm not giving you a chance, Dylan is. I am just putting up with you for her, I never wanted you back" I turned and walked away before I said anything else that would hurt her more.

"He wrote me a letter" I stopped in my tracks. I then turned around and saw tears pouring down her face.

"Who?"

"Aiden" I waited for her to continued, as she moved closer to me.

"He wrote me a letter explaining why he was going to take his life"

"Ashley he didn't take his life, he was drinking and driving"

"It was the only way he could have the courage to kill him self"

"Ashley… why didn't…"

She then reached in her back pocket and pulled out an envelope and handed it to me. It was address to me. It was open.

"I got home from the studio, and I found it on are door step"

"So you read it, without telling me?"

"When you read it you will understand why I never showed it to you."

"I thought you said he wrote to you"

"He did, but mailed it to you." with that said she walked towards the house leaving me with the letter. I followed her and sat down on the steps so I could see the letter more clearly.

Dear, Ashley

Last night was everything I dreamed about, I knew you never stopped loving me…

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