Ashley hadn't stopped crying all afternoon. It'd been exactly seven hours since school got out and she'd spent all seven of them being miserable. No music would even help this situation. Ashley had tried sitting down to work on writing a new song, even beating up her drum set didn't help. Ashley felt like she was dead already. Things couldn't have gone any worse. Spencer knew now. Spencer knew everything. She knew how much Ashley loved her, how upset Ashley was…how messed up everything was. Ashley couldn't remember the last time she was that vulnerable. Except for now, she'd only been this upset when she lost her baby over a year and a half ago. Ashley didn't want to think about that, or think about Spencer. She was done thinking about her. Ashley stood up from her bed, her legs felt stiff and a little unstable. She went to her closet found an empty box. She was done with Spencer, even if she wanted to go back to being "just friends" with her after this, Ashley highly doubted she could. Things could never go back to the way things were. She was going to get rid of everything that reminded her of Spencer, she was going to make a clean break and restart things. She pulled out some CDs that Spencer had made her, mixed tapes that all happened to have intimate, "I want you" type of songs on them. Ashley was sad to see those CDs go, they'd been a favorite of hers to play as she and Spencer laid on her bed, talking about everything. But that was all over with and so were the CDs. She threw them into the box. A stuffed elephant that Spencer had won her at the King High School Homecoming Fair went into the box next. Spencer had won it by knocking down pins with a ball and she had given it to a spastic Ashley who was so proud. Ashley growled and shoved that to the bottom of the box. Next Ashley went into her closet, pulling out all the clothes and shoes that Spencer had let her borrow. After that she pulled all the pictures of Spencer from the doors to her closet and those that had been in her photo box. She uncovered pictures she'd forgotten, pictures of them together being silly, pictures of them on the beach, at parties, on Halloween. Ashley was starting to realize that all this gathering of objects wasn't as therapeutic as she hoped it would be. Seeing all these objects only served to remind her how much she missed being that close to Spencer. They'd been so distant after that night that they'd almost kissed, that night four months ago. Ashley sat down on her floor, putting her head in her hands, wondering how she could have let herself get this bad.

Aiden dropped Spencer off at her house, promising that they would talk about this the next day. He still couldn't believe that Spencer had been lying to him, that Spencer had been so afraid to tell the truth that she'd betrayed him instead. He had trusted her more than that. He loved the girl, for chrissake. He did, he cared about her. Now he just felt like an idiot for not catching on sooner. How could he have just looked past all the signs? How could he have ignored her glances at Ashley? He slammed his hands on the steering wheel. He was so naïve. He suddenly felt sorry for Ashley. She had to know what was going on with Spencer. She had to know how Spencer looked at her. All these months, she'd had to endure watching the two of them together. Spencer should have been with Ashley all this time, Aiden realized. He found himself going down all the streets that would lead him to Ashley.

Ashley was still sitting, crying to herself when her doorbell rang. She wearily traveled down the steps and opened the door. She was surprised to see Aiden there.

"Aiden…what are you doing here?" Ashley asked, admitting him into her house.

"I just got back from my date with Spencer." He said, studying Ashley's face as he mentioned Spencer's name. Ashley's eyes dropped to the floor.

"That's nice. Did you have a good time?" She asked, making conversation. Aiden sat down on the couch in Ashley's living room. She seated herself next to him.

"It wasn't so good, to tell you the truth." Aiden started, still watching Ashley's reactions to his statements. "We broke up."

"You what?" Ashley asked, stunned. "How did that happened?" Aiden scratched his head nonchalantly.

"I think it's because she likes girls actually." Aiden shrugged and looked over at Ashley. "That's the second time that's happened to me." He smiled. Ashley could hardly believe what she'd just heard.

"What are you trying to say?" Ashley leaned in closer to Aiden, showing her excitement.

"Just that…our whole relationship turned out of have been a fake. Spencer didn't want to tell her parents, so she dated me." Aiden looked sad for a moment. "But don't tell me, Ashley Davies, that you didn't know that already."

"I had some idea…" Ashley trailed off, trying to fathom what just happened. "I called Spencer out on it, that's why we were fighting." Ashley felt excited and nauseous all at once. But just because Spencer told Aiden the truth, Ashley realized, doesn't mean she'd going to tell her parents.

"I know. It's been such a weird night. I was on my way to getting to third base in the back of my car with my girlfriend one minute and the next…she's…" Aiden trailed off, unsure of whether or not tell Ashley what Spencer had accidentally let slip.

"She's what?" Ashley asked, in suspense.

"She's moaning your name." Ashley couldn't speak. She never imagined that Aiden was going to tell her that. She sat there dumbstruck for a moment.

"I thought…I thought she…I didn't think she felt that way about me." Ashley stuttered. She didn't want to break down in front of Aiden, but for some reason, the moment she started to cry she stopped caring that he was the one witnessing it.

"Oh Ash…" Aiden comforted her as she began to sob loudly. "What's wrong? I thought you'd be happy to hear that." Ashley couldn't stop crying.

"I am…it's just…" She took several deep breaths to calm herself. "I've liked Spencer for so long. So many long nights of wanting her there with me, missing her when she's away, pining for her. All of it was unreturned; I thought Spencer was a lost cause. She seemed so uninterested. Even when I caught her in the lie, she wouldn't admit to me that she had any feelings for me." Ashley looked over to see Aiden's response.

"So you haven't given up on her?" Aiden asked, handing Ashley a tissue from the coffee table. "After all that time, even through me and her dating, you still thought it would work out eventually?"

"Yes. But after Spencer and I argued over her lying, her hiding the truth…I told her it was over, I wasn't going to wait for her anymore. I had the closure I needed." Ashley mumbled, blowing her nose. "All that time…she'd liked me back."

"I guess it's good that I told you before you got over her." Aiden mentioned. Ashley nodded.

"I guess so. I had all her stuff boxed up in my room. I was going to give it back tomorrow." Ashley murmured. "I'm so sorry for you Aiden. That must have totally sucked to find that out." Ashley told him. Aiden shrugged.

"Yeah…it did suck. But you know, I really care about her and I want her to be happy. So if that means not being with me, then I'll be ok with that in time." Ashley could tell how hard Aiden was trying to not show his sadness at losing Spencer. She hugged him tightly.

"Oh Aiden. You know I'm always here if you ever need to talk about it." Ashley smiled, pulling back. Aiden nodded and smiled. He got up from the couch.

"I'm going to head out. I hear my TIVO and some double-chocolate fudge ice cream in my freezer calling my name." He hugged Ashley and kissed her forehead before opening the door. "Do whatever you need to with this information, ok? Don't avoid going out with her for my sake. I know that you two are destined to be together." He waved and then shut the door behind him.