Thank you to everyone who read and commented on the last chapter. I'm thinking about starting a new story for the twilight section, but at the same time I don't want to neglect this one. This chapter isn't that great or exciting, more of a filler I guess. Anyway here's the next chapter.
"Spencer, I don't like her", my mother said.
"What", I ask disbelievingly, "you cannot be serious."
"I am very serious", she says in that frigid way of hers.
"Mom, she was nothing but polite, even after you made her cry", I say honestly contemplating smacking my mother.
"Paula, what exactly don't you like about her? She's a sweet girl", says my father, looking just as bewildered as I am.
"I think she's hiding something. And what does a 21 year old have in common with a 17 year old? And I was talking to a few co-workers and they said that their daughters said she is gay", my mother says sounding utterly disgusted with the word gay.
"Paula, so what if she is gay and 21 and 17 isn't that big of an age difference", my father say.
"What do you mean so what? It's a sin. And I don't want her influencing Spencer", she says. I'm just standing here in a state of disbelief.
"Paula, Spencer is a smart person and she can choose her own friends. I trust her judgment", my father says.
"Mom, Ashley is really cool and she's really nice. She didn't have to talk to me when I met her, she's a fun person to be around", I say finally finding my voice.
"I don't want you spending a whole bunch of time with a person like that", my mother says.
"A person like what", I all but scream.
"She's a sinner, she's gay", she says like that's all the reasoning needed in the world.
"Seriously? Is that all you can say? We are all sinners, Mom", I tell her getting even more frustrated.
"Paula, this is ridiculous, you have no real reason to dislike her. Spencer, you can head up to bed, and I'll talk to your mother", my father tells me.
"Okay, thanks", I tell him and move to give him a hug before turning to head up the stairs. Once I'm out of sight I can hear their heated whispers. Have I mentioned that I can't stand my mother most of the time. Seriously, she was gossiping about Ashley. And that all that did was tell me that she will flip her shit if I come out, but I really want to tell my Dad. I feel like he would support me and not label me as some sort of freak.
The next morning I woke up feeling less than rested. I didn't sleep well, all I could think about was how much my mother is going to hate me after I come out. It's just a nerve racking thought.
I do my morning routines and head down stairs to wait for Ashley. I walk into the kitchen to grab myself something to eat. My father is in the kitchen as usual cooking something. He turns to me and sets a plate of pancakes in front of me.
"Spencer, I'm sorry about your mother's behavior last night. I think Ashley is a wonderful young woman, and I see nothing wrong with you spending time with her", he tells me with a smile on his face.
"Thank you Daddy. I just hate the way she treated her, and she spoke bad of her father and didn't show an ounce of remorse after Ashley told her that her father is dead", I say shaking my head.
"I know, and I'm sorry. Your mother can be a handful, but that doesn't excuse her behavior", he says while taking a seat across from me.
"It's just not fair, Ashley was beyond pleasant last night", I say.
"I know, but you can't change people. But I don't want you worrying about it. Eat your breakfast", he says.
"Okay, thanks. Oh and Dad, can I hang out with Ashley today after school", I ask.
"Yeah, of course, just be home by 10, your mother gets off at 11", he tells me.
"Thank you!"
He just smiles and gets up to start fixing plates for Glen and Clay and then he begins cleaning up. I start in on my pancakes, realizing I was more hungry than I originally thought. I'm able to eat about half of my breakfast before there is a knock on the door, and my father goes to answer it. A minute later Ashley and my father walk in.
"Good morning Spence", she says to me with a smile on her face.
"Morning. Thanks for the food Dad", I say getting up and dumping my plate.
"Have a good day girls", my Dad says smiling at us.
"Thanks, you too Mr. Carlin", Ashley says.
"See you later Dad", I say and we turn to head out to the car.
Once we're in the car Ashley turns to me and gives me a smile. I lean in and place my lips to hers.
"Mmm, what was that for", she asks after a minute.
"I just wanted to give you a proper good morning", I tell her.
"Aww, you're too cute", she says giving me another peck before pulling out of the driveway.
We make the drive in a comfortable silence. Ashley finds a parking space and turns off the car. I take the initiative again and lean in to kiss her. Ashley returns the kiss immediately. I wrap my arms around her neck and she puts an arm around my waist while she runs the other one through my hair. We continue our lip lock until my lungs beg for air. I pull out of the kiss and lean my head against hers.
"Wow, Spencer, I must say that I like", she whispers to me.
"I'm just going to miss this", I tell her.
"I know, me too. But I promise I'll be back before you know it", she tells me before laying another gentle peck on my lips.
"I know", I tell her.
I glance across the quad to my locker and see Aiden standing there. Ashley follows my line of sight and sees Aiden.
"What is he doing there", she says.
"I guess he's waiting for me", I tell her.
"Spence, you're still talking to him? Baby he's bad news", she tells me, fear instantly clouding her voice.
"He's been being really nice to me", I respond.
"Spencer, it would make me feel so much better if you weren't hanging around him", she says.
"Why Ash", I ask gently. I still hadn't asked her why she seemed afraid of him, he's been a sweetheart to me, aside from trying to get me to go out with him again.
"Ju-just because Spencer, he's dangerous", she says pleading with me to understand.
"Baby, did he do something to you", I ask her, thinking the worse.
"Spencer, I much rather not talk about it, just please sweetie, stay away from him", she says softly, grabbing my hands. I see the fear clouding her eyes, and they are begging me to heed her warning.
"Ash, you're going to have to tell me", I say softly.
"I know, but just not right now", she whispers.
"Okay. I'll try to stay away from him", I tell her.
"Thank you", she says. I lean in and give her another light kiss before exiting the car. I make my way to my locker vowing to myself to find out what happened to Ashley and protect her from it anyway I can.
Okay so there's the next chapter. Personally I'm not a big fan of it, but hey that just my opinion. Would it be completely evil of me to make Ashley leave early? Just a thought. Anyway thanks for reading, and as always please let me know what you think. Thanks!