Hey guys, sorry it has been so long. I got my computer back about a week ago, it was just a minor, minor problem and for some reason they decided to replace my optic drive, which is odd. Hey, I got a free optic drive and my laptop was still under warranty whew! The thing that kept me from posting was that in college professors assume you have no life, so they assign you loads of homework.
In between writing a ridiculous number of essays and studying for numerous math quizzes/tests that were not necessary, and getting about four-five feet of snow, in Ohio… I wrote this and six other chapters. Last Tuesday I was even thirty minutes late to my religion class. My professor thought that my excuse (yes, I told the truth) was quite hilarious. He's a cool guy haha. He was all like, "Oh, don't worry about it, we all lose track of time. And, it seems to me as though you're deeply committed to this. So, what's this story sounds interesting, what happens." On that part, I was a little vague, I refrained from telling him the parts I was exactly writing, to which he said, "I'm assuming that these ladies were being less than chaste?" He cracks me up!
Anyway,
I am at my lovely place of employment (not really, McD's) and on break so I have time to finally post :D!! I will give you this chapter and most likely the next, because I'm pissed that my professors loaded me with homework and prevented me from updating so I'm ignoring my homework (except for my religion class lol). I may even get all of the ones I have written up today, but we will see.
This was originally going to be a nice quick ending because that's how it was in my outline that I had, but this idea popped into my head, so bear with me. I hope that it's not too bad.
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Kyla is pacing in her room, while Madison sits on her bed, wondering why Kyla is freaking out over nothing.
"I can't believe her!" the twin fumes, thinking of what had just transpired in the pool house. She kept pacing and pacing, while the party was still in full swing. "I can't believe Spencer! She's just going to let Ashley get away with that, so they can fuck?"
"Kyla." Madison says seriously, "All we know is that Spencer got Ashley to calm down. If you wouldn't have stormed off, maybe she would have put Ashley in her place?" The volleyball player shrugs and pulls of the costume she had worn for the party.
"Madison!" Kyla quickly covers her eyes.
"I have stuff on underneath Ky," Madison smoothes out her practice volleyball shorts and tank top.
"Well, that's a shocker." Kyla said impulsively.
"First of all, Michelle and I do not have sex constantly, if that is what you are implying." Grabbing a pillow, the volleyball player hurls it at the runner, who catches it easily. "If that had been volleyball, you would've been dead, just so you know. Secondly, don't act like you haven't seen it before, and finally, if you must know, it's that special time of the month."
"Ew," Kyla shakes her head in disgusts, "let's go back to what we were talking about… what about Hayley?"
"Hayley's fine, she's okay with it. Ashley told her about Spencer. Ashley told Spencer she loves her-"
Laughter filled the spacious room, "I'm sorry, I swear I just heard you say that my twin, Ashley Davies, the Casanova of King told a girl that she loves them."
"Yes, that's what you heard and that's what happened." Madison sighs and opens one of Kyla's nightstand drawers, "Oh what's this? And, to think you were over your Willow Rosenberg obsession and this was years ago," the Latina says holding up an FHM magazine with the redheaded Wicca on the cover.
"Give me that!" the owner snatches it from Madison's hands whom turns and looks through the rest of the magazines in the drawer.
"Nice collection."
"Madison!"
The volleyball captain rolls her eyes, and grabs another magazine absently flipping through the pages, "Kyla, please trust me on this. Spencer will put Ashley in her place. Two, I doubt Hayley will mind if Ashley invites Spencer in. Who in their right mind would care? The girl is hot. What's in the bottom drawer?" her short attention span is broken as she leans over the side of the bed to open the other draw.
"Hey! Stop it!" Kyla says stepping in front of the Latina's wandering hands, so to speak.
"Oh, is this your special draw?" she jokes.
"No, it just has some personal thing in it. Now, stay there, I'm going to shower." The brunette opened a draw of her dresser pulling out a black Under Armor shirt and basketball shorts.
"It's creepy that you and Ashley wear the same thing to bed," Madison commented watching the runner.
"Well, we are twins," Kyla shrugs before turning towards the bathroom, "Don't touch anything." She warns.
Madison holds her hands up in innocence, "What you aren't going to invite me in?" she calls.
Kyla just turns and shakes her head.
As soon as Kyla disappears into the bathroom she reaches down to pull open the drawer, which she discovers requires a key to open, "Damn!"
"I told you not to touch anything!" Madison heard before the water turned on.
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After about twenty minutes, Spencer and Ashley got out of the pool.
Ashley was back on the pool chair, waiting for Spencer to finish using the pool shower. With her eyes closed, she quietly hummed a song to herself, when something, heavy, cool, and wet settled across her midsection. She opened one eye and smiled up at the barely clothed volleyball player, sitting on her. She placed her hands on Spencer's hips. She brought the chair up into a sitting position, Spencer lifted up, so that the footballer could sit up.
"Hi," Ashley said, pulling Spencer closer.
"Hi," Spencer responded with a smile, leaning forward and kissing the captain softly.
They both fell into the kiss, until Spencer pulled back and put her hands on the footballer's chest keeping her back. "What's wrong?"
Spencer sighed, "We need to talk."
Ashley looked away from the girl she loves for a moment, before turning back and responding, "No, we don't." she leaned forward quickly and kissed Spencer.
Spencer pushed Ashley back again, "No. I'm serious. We need to talk."
"Fine," Ashley sighed.
"Can you tell me the reason you think it necessary to do drugs?" Ashley took a deep breath and pushed Spencer off her, gently. She sat on the side of the pool chair, with her head in her hands.
After a few moments she lifted her head, but did not turn towards the blonde she loved, "That's how I dealt with my dad's death. That's how I dealt with you," she admitted.
Spencer was confused, but stayed quiet letting the brunette get it all out.
"Long story short, my dad was driving me home from a basketball game or something, He didn't want me driving, because they thought we were going to get snow, snow never came. On the way home we got into an accident, a truck lost control and my dad, being the crazy rock star he was," Ashley chuckled softly, "he drove the Lotus, because his little girl had begged him to," Ashley choked back the tears that were inevitable. "He wouldn't let me drive it and at that point in my high school career, it was all about boasting. Who had the best car, the fastest car, the largest house, the hottest body, the hottest girlfriend...You get the point?" the brunette turned towards Spencer who nodded, and kissed her shoulder softly, making Ashley smile.
"The Lotus didn't stand any chance against the truck, my side was hit, we spun across the median and wrapped around a tree. Somehow, I survived. Broke my arm, some ribs, an ankle, a leg. I was in bad shape. They prescribed Oxycontin for the pain. I was already doing some stuff, but anyway, Kyla fell into alcohol. And I got hooked on Oxy." Ashley sighed. "Carmen and I started dating, if you can even call it that. She could get coke, so I get really into that. The relationship didn't last long. We weren't exactly the happiest couple. I was angry most of the time, and she was pushy. I was sleeping around and she had the grand idea she could take me of the market, but I wasn't going to let that happen. I like fucking too much."
Ashley heard Spencer chuckled softly in her ear, "You definitely do. It wasn't a completely crazy idea, to try and take Ashley Davies of the market, it is possible, right?"
"True," Ashley smiled, turning towards the blonde, kissing her, "But, she is no Spencer Carlin."
"You are so adorable when you get all mushy and corny." The volleyball player laughed.
"Yeah, yeah. Anyway, Morgan helped me through it, when we got back together. I know you don't know this, but we dated." Spencer looked surprised briefly, she knew they grew up together but that was it.
"Yeah, I loved her, still do…" She turned to say something when Spencer stopped her.
"I understand Ashley." Spencer reassured her.
The brunette nodded and continued, "That was before she moved to Minnesota with her bitch of a mother," Ashley hissed. "For a while I had it under control, then for one reason or another I just went right back into it. I suppose it could be because I started sleeping with Carmen again, clingy or not the girl is a good fuck." she paused, but felt Spencer wrap her arms around her waist in understanding, she placed her hand over Spencer's. "Then, I freaked when I realized I was in love with you, I'd never felt love like that except with Morgan, and even then we grew up together and I could have her. I knew you for a few hours and I couldn't simply take you, like I would with other girls, much less have you to myself. I didn't even know what that was going to entail, I'd forgotten. I just amped it up, to get me through the day and the weekend in France. Morgan found out. It would have been better if I had joined my dad."
"Ash," Spencer said softly, "Look at me," she turned the brunette's head toward her, "don't say that. Please. It wouldn't have been better that way. You have friends who love you. I love you. Listen," she threaded her fingers through the brown hair. "If you weren't here, I wouldn't even be thinking of leaving Dylan."
"What?" the keeper was surprised.
"I would have never thought of leaving Dylan, never, because I thought that's all I deserved. You showed me love, what love is really like, as cheesy as it sounds. I can't imagine my life without you. So, please, don't ever say you wish you were dead."
She leaned her forehead against the brunette's, who sighed, "You deserve so much better than me, Spencer."
"You are probably right, with your sleeping around, the drugs. I probably do deserve better." she paused, thinking about her words, "Only problem is, those things don't matter. I love you. I could find someone who has a total clean, straight and narrow past, but she would not be you. She would not be the Ashley Davies I see every night before I go to bed, the Ashley I dream about every day. And, she certainly wouldn't' be as hot, I got lucky there." Ashley stood up and walked away from Spencer, who stayed on the chair.
They stayed quiet for a few moments, before Spencer spoke again, "You know," she said looking at her feet.
"What?" Ashley said over her shoulder, not turning around.
Spencer lifted her head, and tilted her head slightly, "You are the best fuck I've ever had." Spencer smiled when she heard Ashley chuckle, "Seriously, no one's as good as Ashley Jordan Davies." She said trying to lighten the mood.
Ashley shook her head and turned around smiling.
Her face turned serious, as she put her hands in the pockets of the dress pants she had put back on while Spencer was showering, "Seriously Spencer…"
"Fine, fine," the blonde held her hands up in defeat, "Really, I couldn't live without you. You asked before about me calling out Dylan's name-"
Ashley cut her off, "Is this really the time?"
I am beginning to think our beloved volleyball player has other intentions, hmm…
"Even though I called out Dylan's name while you were going down on me," the blonde kept going ignoring the brunette. "I've never intentionally thought about another girl when I'm with someone. However," she stood up and approached the brooding keeper, "I do that…now. Every time Dylan touches me or holds my hand, I think about it being you. I think about your body when I'm touching hers," Spencer ran her fingers over Ashley's stomach, and around to her back, she stopped with her hands in the keeper's back pockets, they were no pressed against each other. "When we kiss, I think about how your kisses are so much better, softer, hotter," the volleyball player breathed against the brunette's ear, causing her to shiver.
Ah-ha, I was right!
"S-Spencer, I thought y-y-you wanted t-t-t-o t-talk?" Ashley stuttered.
So did I, but I think this is so much better. If you are with me, raise your hand! Not that I can actually see you…
"I am talking." Spencer said head inclined towards the ceiling.
I am assuming she was addressing me. Ingrate, I could have you stay with Dylan, or have you date that weird kid Clay in your math class!
"Whatever," she mumbled, turning her attention back to the brunette. "Now, you, Ashley Davies, be quiet," the girl said biting Ashley's earlobe, smiling as the keeper groaned. "And, when she fucks me," shivers ran through Ashley's body, as Spencer's voice became increasingly husky, "well, I don't know how I was even able to come before you, because all I think about is how you felt inside of me and the perfect way you made me come."
"Spencer please," Ashley begged, "stop."
"Shh," the blonde kissed the brunette, "I won't even let her go down on me anymore Ashley, because no matter how much I think about you. She can't compare to your talented tongue," Spencer chuckled, against Ashley's neck.
"Fuck," Ashley said softly, trying to stay calm.
"My point is you are everything to me. I can't deserve better when I have the best." Spencer pulled back from Ashley's neck and looked into the keeper's eyes.
Her eyes moved down to Ashley's chest, then back up to the brown eyes in front of her. She slid a hand from the back pocket of Ashley's dress pants, pressing it to the brunette's chest,
"This is the best. You could lose all your money and I will still love you. You can drink all you want and do all the drugs you want, but I will still love you. You will get through this… we'll get through this, together, okay?"
Ashley smiled, "I don't know what I would do without you, Spencer Carlin." she leaned forward and brought their lips together in a soft kiss, until someone called out Ashley's name.
"Ashley, babe," Hayley, "Are you in here?" the girl shouted a little louder than usual.
"You don't know your way around here, and you are dating her?" Dylan's voice echoed through the pool house.
Spencer was looking at the door, that Hayley and Dylan would be able to see them through, perfectly, "Where are they?" she asked confused.
Ashley turned the blonde towards her again, "Come here," she whispered urgently.
Ashley roughly forced their lips together, Spencer fought for a minute before giving in completely. Ashley quickly, but gently lowered them to the ground; laying on top of Spencer, when the blonde had completely relaxed she pulled away from the kiss and moved to Spencer's side.
A hand met her cheek, "Ow, I kiss you and I get slapped?" the dark-haired girl asked in shock.
"You knew Dylan was close, that's why." Ashley just rolled her eyes.
I didn't see her struggling did you?, Ashley asked herself.
Nope, I am positive she did not struggle.
Oh, great, you again, Ashley paused in confusion as her conscious intervened.
Shut up! You are ruining the story!
"You didn't care before, when you were telling me about… never mind we don't have time." Ashley said whispering to Spencer, "Hayley brought her in the back way. She must have known we were in here." Ashley stopped her from talking, "Don't worry, I told Hayley I love you, she's cool. Now, I need you to laying there without moving, we are going to pretend you passed out and I'm reviving you, CPR, got it?" Ashley pressed her lips against Spencer's.
The blonde moaned, and began trying to kiss the brunette, Ashley pulled back.
"You can't like it! You can't be kissing me! You just slapped me for doing that!"
"You really expect me to do that?" Spencer asked seriously.
"I think it's over here, if they are here this is where they'll be. I have known Ash, her whole life and I still don't know my way around this house. I usually come from the other side, that's why I am a little disoriented." Hayley said.
"That's fine. I understand this house is huge." Dylan said, stopping near the door to the bar.
From where they laid, Spencer and Ashley could see the two, but they were on the other side of the glass separating the two rooms. Dylan had her back to them, looking into the bar area.
Hayley was facing them and her eyes widened when she noticed them.
Ashley made some hand gesture, confusing Hayley. She had no idea what the brunette was trying to say.
Ashley mouthed, "Flirt," to Hayley.
If there was any girl who was an expert at flirting it was Hayley Turren.
Disgust flashed across Hayley's face, "Her?" she mouthed pointing at Dylan.
Ashley nodded.
"But, she could have something, she fucked Danielle," Hayley conveyed with a mixture of hand gestures and mouthing words.
Spencer laughed Ashley quickly covered her mouth, "What was that?" Dylan said turning towards Hayley.
Hayley didn't hesitate, she set about her task, "I don't know, I wasn't really paying attention to anyone but you," she said stepping towards the blonde keeper.
"Oh? Is that right?" Dylan smirked, pushing the girl against the wall, "You'd cheat on Ashley Davies?"
"You're hot, you seem charming," Hayley forced that part out, "I bet you're a great fuck and our relationship is quite open, so, why not? Come on, fuck me stud," Hayley drawled with a smirk.
Dylan smirked and attached her lips to Hayley's neck, Hayley wrapped her arms around Dylan's back and glared at Ashley, "You owe me, motherfucker." She mouthed.
Ashley nodded and turned to Spencer, "You almost got us in trouble," she whispered.
"Whatever, can you be resuscitating me now?" Spencer grabbed the back of Ashley's neck, so the brunette could "resuscitate" her.
After a few minutes, Hayley exclaimed, "Oh my god!"
"What is it?" Dylan said pulling back.
Hayley pointed behind her, "Look, Spencer." As usual, her timing was impeccable.
Dylan turned and saw Ashley 'breath' into Spencer's mouth, then pull away and start 'chest compressions', "Spencer." she ran into the room.
"Spencer! Are you okay?" she asked when she saw Spencer sit up with the help of Ashley. "What happened?" she asked.
"She passed out and she wasn't breathing or responding, it didn't take long for her to come back once I started compressions," Ashley explained, moving away from the blonde. "She'll be okay."
That was an incredibly huge and obviously, Hayley and Ashley looked at each other trying to figure out how Dylan didn't realize it.
To be fair, she was intelligent. She was just too self-absorbed to see the obvious sometimes.
"I don't understand we were looking for you guys, how did we not hear you?" Dylan said holding Spencer close.
Hayley immediately responded, "The glass is mostly soundproof, to give privacy. But, you can still hear if there's an emergency." She shrugged when Ashley lifted an eyebrow at her, after Dylan turned back to them.
It was true, but only problem was Spencer's tongue had prevented the keeper from screaming.
Dylan turned to glare at Ashley, "Did this not constitute an emergency?"
"I didn't know you were here," Ashley defended, blatant lie.
"I am certified in first aid. I was positive she would be okay," the truth.
She put her arm around Hayley's waist, as Hayley leaned her head on the strong shoulder.
"Okay, sorry, I just- I would have been in a lot trouble if something happened to Spencer while she was with me and Paula found out," Dylan said, in her own sort of self-centered apology and caring manner.
Again, she was thinking of what would happen to her.
Hayley was whispering in the brunette's ear, rubbing a hand across her stomach, as the Davies twin glared at Dylan. Hayley said something, and she turned and nodded in response. They kissed gently.
Ashley felt eyes on her, both she and Hayley turned, their eyes connecting with Spencer's blue, as she gazed over Dylan's shoulder, who was hugging her, while talking softly.
Ashley's expression softened, she saw the tears that were sparkling in the volleyball player's eyes. Her own began. Hayley noticed this and turned the brunette's head toward her, bringing their lips together. Ashley buried her head in Hayley's neck, softly crying.
Spencer and Hayley looked at each other. Hayley shook her head slightly, Spencer knew she was referring to still being with Dylan.
How could she just change what she used to, so quickly?
Spencer blinked as tears ran down her cheeks; she placed her hand on the back on Dylan's neck and buried her head in the keeper's neck, taking deep breath.
Spencer Carlin was terrified that she would never be able to leave Dylan Morrison, for her true love.
Ashley Davies was completely hopeless. Could she live the rest of her life without Spencer Kye Carlin? Was it possible? Most importantly, would she even want to live?
Hayley Turren was in quite the predicament. She was amazed at the connection Spencer and Ashley shared. She had witnessed it herself. She loved Ashley, and it killed her to see Spencer hurt her girl.
Ashley talks about Spencer half the time they spend time together. The other half they spend just being with each other.
Not only was Ashley adamant about it, but Hayley knew that the national keeper genuinely liked her and cared for her. It was the same with the Turren twin. She really liked and cared for Ashley, but the Davies twin knew who had Hayley's heart and it was not herself.
Hayley was worried most of all that this would kill Ashley. She was worried Ashley could not live without the blonde volleyball player. She was worried that Ashley would not want to live, if she could not have Spencer.
She did know one thing. She would be there for the Davies twin, whatever happened.
It was going to be a long and winding road to the door of happiness.
One of seven down, yes! I will mention that there will be a slightly canon occurrence in the later chapters. It could get me killed by you guys, or it could leave you eager. That is all I will say about that.
Next Time on HI: Aiden has his say. The King High girl's football squad gets down dirty, sweaty and half- naked. Spashley is FINALLY together, but another relationship could fade away.
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