Review Section
Torak the Slash Lover: Sweetness is always needed.
SpenceXAsh: I can't guarantee every day, but this one came pretty fast, so I hope you're happy with it.
MistyRiver17: I've been neglecting to read other fics, too. But, I've just been way too busy.
Cynical: Here's the update.
This-charming-man: Spencer's been growing braver in my eyes. I mean, my last fic took place after Friends With Benefits, and she was still timid, then. After seeing the rest of the season, I couldn't keep her that way.
Author's Notes
Somebody asked me what my major was, and I forgot to answer them. I used to be a music major, but I changed to English, with a concentration in writing. Now, I'm not even in school, but when I go back in the fall, I'm doing the Gen Ed thing so I can get my basics out of the way. Anyway, enough about me, on with the fic.
In The Sun
Chapter 7
By Persephone's Nautical Nun
- Spencer -
I found myself at Ashley's apartment more often. Sometimes we'd be alone, and we'd just sit with each other, cuddling. Other times, Kelly would be home, and we'd smoke until we were obliterated. Either way, I was happy to be there.
I really like smoking weed. You see, I'm one of those people that constantly questions things, and when I get high, that part of my brain that tries to find the hidden meaning in meaningless shit gets turned off, and life makes a Hell of a lot more sense.
Kelly was home, and we were passing around a joint. I was sitting next to Ashley, enjoying the feel of her arm wrapped around my shoulders. We had been smoking long enough for my head to feel heavy, so I leaned my head on Ash's shoulder. She didn't seem to mind. It wasn't long before I felt her fingers in my hair. Before I knew it, I was letting out a content sigh. I really did love being with her.
As far as Ashley goes, things are still gray. Sometimes I look at her, and I just get the urge to touch her, but then I think about my family, and everything that my mom used to say about homosexuals. Mom's a bit of a radical, in her own right. More like an anti-radical, really. She just doesn't seem to be able to see very far past her nose. Since being out on my own, I've stopped agreeing with most of the things she says.
Anyway, we were all sitting there, smoking a joint when we heard an intricate knock on the door before it was opened. My guess, it was some kind of code to let us know that it wasn't the cops or something. A tall guy with dark hair came in and took the joint out of Kelly's hand, taking a hit before handing it back to her.
"Aiden," Ashley exclaimed next to me. "What brings you here? Your girl busy tonight?"
Aiden perched himself on the coffee table in front of us. "Man, you know I have to take a break from Madison every once in a while."
"Amen to that," Kelly said, while still trying to hold the smoke in her lungs, and passing the joint to me. I love listening to people talk while they're trying to get high. It's hilarious.
I watched the orange glow of the weed creep closer to my mouth as I inhaled. I don't know why I'm so intrigued by that, but I am. After my hit, I passed it on to Ashley, closing my eyes and laying my head back, still holding the smoke in my lungs, waiting for it to take effect.
I felt some one nudge my knee, so I let blew out my smoke and turned to face Aiden. "Who are you?" he asked with a nod of his head. Ashley's friends sure are blunt.
"I'm Spencer," I replied, not bothering to extend my hand. Maybe he was like Kelly and didn't really care. He surprised me when he offered his own.
"I'm Aiden," he said, while shaking my hand. He motioned to Ashley and me. "You two together, or what?"
I glanced over at Ashley, hoping she would answer for me, and then I looked down at our laced fingers. I honestly had no idea what we were, but it hadn't really mattered before now. We were just Spencer and Ashley and things were good like that.
"You might say that," I heard Ashley say. I looked back up at her, and she was looking at me with a questioning look, hoping that she didn't cross a line with her answer. I gave her a reassuring smile and brought her hand to my lips, kissing the back of her hand.
"That's cool," Aiden said, as he stood up and went to the fridge, pulling out a beer and taking a sip. He waved his beer bottle at us. "Why don't you guys kiss?"
"Fuck you, Aiden!" Ashley exploded. I didn't think it was that big of a deal, but apparently Ashley did.
"Aiden likes to watch," Kelly explained to me. "We used to let him watch all the time when we were together."
I looked back over at Ashley. "It's not a big deal, Ash." Before she had a chance to respond, I felt myself move forward, pressing my lips against hers.
It's hard to explain what happened when I kissed Ashley. All of my life, I had felt like something was missing. That empty feeling inside of me, kind of vanished when our lips met. I know I took her by surprise, because she was tense for a few seconds before relaxing, and kissing me back. I was absolutely amazed by the sensation of her soft lips brushing against mine.
I tasted weed when I flicked my tongue out, sliding it along her lips. I hadn't meant for it to go this far, but I couldn't help myself. I forgot that Aiden and Kelly were still there. They didn't matter anymore. I felt Ashley's lips open wider, and I gently slid my tongue past them. Her breath coming into my mouth was incredible. I was higher than I had ever been.
---South-Of-Nowhere---
- Ashley -
I hate Aiden. That's all there is to it. It was one thing to ask Kelly and me to do something, but Spencer? She wasn't like us. Then again, I guess he had no way of knowing that.
All my thoughts of hating Aiden were pushed out of my mind when Spencer leaned over to kiss me. I could think of nothing else, but the fact that Spencer had actually just initiated a kiss with me. I thought it would have been the other way around.
I've noticed Spencer changing, lately. She's being more outspoken, more like Kelly and me. I haven't decided if I like it or not. I've tried to stay away from her, to save her from this fate, but it's so hard when you're in love with some one.
I turned my brain off. I shouldn't be thinking right now. I should be kissing her back, because that's what you do when some one you love kisses you. A shiver ran through my spin when she trailed her tongue along my lips, and I had to pull her closer to me to keep myself anchored.
It all came to a screeching halt when I heard Aiden and Kelly cheering us on. We pulled away from each other, and sat in silence for a while. Eventually, I stood up and grabbed Aiden by the wrist, pulling him outside with me. "Don't you ever pull that shit again," I warned, once we were safely outside and away from prying ears.
He threw his hands up in defense. "What? It looked like you were enjoying it."
"That's not the point, Aiden," I said, my voice laced with poison. "She's not like us."
He leaned down close to me, whispering in my ear. "She sure looks like one of us to me."
I was furious, mostly because I knew that he was at least half way right. I had a tendency to corrupt people, and Spencer's no different. I've tried. I really have, but I can't get away from this damn life that I'm in, and I keep dragging innocent people into it. I couldn't stand the fact that I had dragged Spencer into this. I shoved him to the side with little force, and made my way back in.
I stood in the doorway, watching Spencer and Kelly talk about God knows what. Nothing intelligent ever comes out of Kelly's mouth, anyway. I was impressed that Spencer managed to hold a conversation with her. I walked over to her, and held out my hand, waiting for her to take it. When she did, I pulled her off the couch and whispered in her ear, "I'm getting tired. Come to bed with me?"
I know what you're thinking, and you're wrong. I wasn't trying to get in her pants. I just wanted to get her away from Kelly and Aiden. I was surprised when she nodded, but led her to my room, nonetheless. I locked the door behind us, and we got settled in for the night. I wrapped my arm tightly around her waist, trying to protect her the best way I knew how.