I've Fallen to Pieces part 2

The car ride to the hospital was painfully silent to the worried brunette. Her best friend was obviously hurting and, yet, all the blonde was able to do was look outside her window, off in her own world. Ashley, for her part, was only able to come up with her own idea of what happened, each possibility more frightening than the last.
After an eternity in the car, they finally arrived and the brunette pulled into a vacant parking spot. "We're here," she announced, more to break the stifling silence than to inform the younger girl, who didn't bother to respond. Ashley hurried over to the passenger side and opened the door for her friend.
Spencer got out of the car and the two of them walked up to the building. Before either of them could take a step further, Spencer froze, absolutely petrified. "Ash, I don't know if I can do this," she whispered softly as she turned to face the brunette, revealing fresh tears beginning to form.
"I know you can Sweetie. I'll stay with you the whole time if you want me to. I'm not going anywhere, I'll never leave you," Ashley responded, trying to comfort her friend any way she could without invading her personal space. Spencer nods slightly, grabbing the older girl's hand for support as they walk into the hospital together.
When they approached the front desk, the middle-aged nurse looked up and frowned at the blonde's beaten appearance. "Oh dear," she says as she stands up and takes a look at the two girls. "What happened?" She asked the brunette, not seeing that the girl was in any state to answer for herself.
Ashley, still in the dark about the whole thing, turned to look at her best friend. "Spence, you need to tell her," she urged quietly, squeezing her hand gently.
Spencer looked down at her feet, her hair falling forward and obstructing her face. "I was raped," she mumbled, barely above a whisper. Ashley gasped in surprise at the news and Spencer tried to pull her hand away, ashamed, but the brunette maintained her hold to help keep them both strong at this point.
Nodding in understanding, she reached behind the desk and grabbed a clipboard. "Follow me Sweetie and we can get you looked at," she instructed.
"Ashley can come too right?" Spencer asked in panicked desperation.
"Of course she can dear," the nurse smiled softly at their obvious closeness. She then led them into an observation room. "A doctor should be right in. Could you change into one of those gowns? And can I just get you to fill this out?" She asked, kindly, handing the clipboard over to Ashley and motioning over to the hospital gowns for Spencer. Ashley began to fill it out as best she could as Spencer changed quickly and sat down on the small observation table.
"I feel like I should have been there for you Spence," Ashley admitted regretfully, tears of her own trailing down her cheek as she began filling out some of her friend's basic information.
The blonde shook her head slowly. "No, I should never have gone to his house," she replied, wincing at the pain in her swollen jaw as she spoke.
"Who's house?" Ashley asked as she looked up from her task.
There was a long pause where it seemed as though the blonde would never answer. "Aiden's," she responded, nearly inaudible.
"Aiden did this to you!" A furious Ashley nearly shouted in shock and fury. "I am going to fucking kill that rat bastard," she threatened to no one in particular before she hit the wall in anger. Spencer closed her eyes and drew her legs up to her chest at the outburst. "I'm sorry Sweetie," the brunette apologized as she saw the younger girl's reaction. Ashley then went over and sat on the table next to her blonde best friend.
"I was so stupid to have gone over there and told him what I did," Spencer shook her head and tried to keep the endless stream of tears at bay.
"Shh baby. You aren't stupid," the older girl soothed, curious as to what the blonde could possibly have said, but not willing to push the topic. She tentatively reached out and brushed a few stray hairs out of the girl's baby blues eyes, mindful of her injuries.
"I'm scared Ash," Spencer whispered as she closed her eyes and leaned into the familiar gentle touch of the brunette.
"I'll be here the whole time. I won't leave you for anything," she promised sincerely.
"Are you sure you don't mind?" Spencer asked warily.
With a half smile, Ashley nodded. "I wouldn't want to be anywhere else," she responds.
Before the blonde could reply, a female doctor entered the room. "Hello...Spencer," she greeted the girl softly as she reads the form that Ashley began to fill out. "Carlin? Are you-"
"Yes, she is," Ashley answered before she could ask if Spencer was related to Paula.
"I see, would you rather your mom be here?" The doctor asked, unsure.
"No. I don't want her here," she responded honestly.
"Right then, let's get started. Now, this may be a little painful okay? But it will be over quickly, I promise," the doctor informed the young girl.
Spencer looked over at her best friend as she walked up beside her. "Okay," she agreed slowly as she felt Ashley's hand take a hold of hers.
An hour later, they were on their way back to Ashley's house. Spencer had sat through the exam, answered all of the doctor's questions and had to file a report. The blonde was thoroughly exhausted and it showed as she let her head fall to the back of the seat.
For her part, Ashley was relieved to see the blonde finally calm. The whole process was painful for both girls. Ashley knew it was so much worse for her best friend, but she couldn't help but feel like she should have been there to stop it. They pulled back up to Ashley's house at a quarter to one in the morning.
The brunette got out first and went around to the other side of the car and opened the door. "Spencer," she whispered to wake her up without frightening her. "Let's get inside," she suggested as two groggy, bloodshot eyes looked up at her. The blonde merely nodded.
Soon both girls were back up in the older girl's bedroom and Ashley was helping to get Spencer changed into other clothing, the blonde to sore to do it herself. She went over and pulled the blankets down for Spencer before tucking her in and taking a seat in a chair nearby so that she can keep an eye on her.
"Ashley?" Spencer questioned when she doesn't feel the other girl in bed with her.
"Yeah Spence?" Ashley asked, ready to walk over broken glass for the girl in her bed.
Spencer hesitated, feeling slightly embarrassed. "Can you hold me?" She asked in a tiny voice.
Surprised, but more than willing to comply, Ashley stands up. "Of course I will Spence," she responded tenderly.
The brunette climbs into the other side of the bed and moves up to the other girl, wrapping her arms loosely around her waist and spooning her from behind. If Ashley had any say in it, she would hold Spencer like this for an eternity, protecting her from the world. She would not be getting much sleep tonight, knowing that she should have been there to stop this from happening.
Spencer let the day's events overcome her as she fell into an exhausted, restless sleep. Even though she felt as safe as she possibly could, she still would not be able to have a fitful night's sleep.
As bad as things we now, their problems were just beginning.