So after much thought I might give this story a shot. I was inspired by KaelarKraze originally to do a one shot but it seems that after seeing Halestorm live a few months ago I figured I might attempt a songfic with Halestorms music and maybe a few other artists. So without further ado here is the 2nd chapter to I Get Off. I hope you enjoy!
SPENCER'S POV
8:43 AM
I stirred awake realizing the brunette was gone, no note, nothing to prove that last night was real and not some amazingly steamy dream. I have to say that was by far the best night ever. Hand down. Sorry world, you're no competition for Ashley Davies
I reached toward the night stand and saw that I had no missed calls, but I did have a text from…. Aiden.
FUCK. AIDEN
Hey Spence, just letting you know I won't be home till much later. Your mom needs me to stay a little longer at the hospital, there was an accident of the freeway and we are getting lots of patients. I will call you if I get a chance! – Aiden
SHIT. SHIT. SHIT.
It immediately hit me, I had done unspeakable. I cheated. Me, Spencer Elizabeth Carlin! I've never done anything like this! I've never even gotten a speeding ticket! I need to talk to Ashley about what happened last night. I mean he shouldn't find out right? That would kill him and Id be tossing 3 years of my life away. I mean most straight guys don't even count lesbian sex as real sex! They're clearly wrong and stupid, but why crush their ego and tell them that girls are better? That's just mean.
I looked to see if Ashley's car was in the driveway and of course it wasn't. We needed to talk and I had to convince her not to say anything to anyone especially if that someone was Aiden. I decided to take scrub the smell of sex and guilt off my body by taking a shower. As I walked towards to the bathroom I decided to toss the bedroom sheets in the wash, after last night they needed it
ASHLEYS POV.
It was a little after nine in the morning, when I pulled into my house from the grocery store. I left Spencer's house around six, the sun was barely out, but I needed to get out of there. I did the walk of shame to my house, changed my clothes and thought it was best if I went for a drive. I ended up at Whole Foods and as I checked out I called Kyla and told her to take the reins for today. I didn't think I could keep myself from reliving the night and I know Kyla would have noticed it. She wouldn't have let it go; my sister is the most persistent and annoyingly nosey when it comes to this type of thing. Plus, I didn't know where I stood with Spencer on this, but I figured we'd talk about it at some point. If not, I knew I'd have to keep my mouth shut, why would I ruin their boring predictable heterosexual lifestyle? I'm no home-wrecker, well at least…. I try not to be.
As I put my groceries away, I brewed some coffee and figured I'd cook something for breakfast. I was never a breakfast person; I usually would just have a granola bar and an energy drink to keep myself from falling asleep behind the wheel. But I needed to keep myself somewhat busy to stop myself from going over to Spencer's and having a redo on last night. As I poured myself a cup of coffee I heard a loud banging on my front door. I glanced at the clock on the oven, its 9:38 AM, who on earth could that be?
SPENCERS POV
Before, Ashley could open her mouth, I walked into her house and said "We need to talk."
She ignored what I said "Hey Spencer, come on in" shut her door and walked right past me into her kitchen.
I followed her and repeated myself "Ashley, we need to talk about last night" without missing a beat she asked "How do you take your coffee? You strike me as the type of person who adds too much cream and sugar. I prefer mine black."
I looked at her with disbelief, was I talking to myself or was she slightly deaf? "Ashley did you hear…"
She cut me off saying "I heard you Spencer….so I will ask you again, how do you take your coffee?"
After much resistance on the coffee business, she somehow got me to agree on having breakfast with her as well. I blame the bacon. We sat on her small glass kitchen table across from each other in silence for a few minutes. As I chewed on my last piece of bacon, she cleared her throat and said "So Spencer, what did you want to talk about?"
She wasn't serious was she? That had to be her attempt at trying to be a smart-ass, so all I did was look at her and raise my eyebrow.
She took a sip of her coffee and smirked at me, "OK, let me guess" she said as she stood up to get more coffee and bring me more bacon…"last night was a mistake a terrible, yet amazing, mistake that you wish hadn't happen and you can't do this to Aiden cause he's such a great guy who you can't wait to marry and have beautiful little babies with? Am I hitting the nail in the head?"
"Yeah, I mean, don't get wrong Ashley, it was…you were…" I looked down at my half eaten breakfast plate and thought to myself: how could I explain myself to her without sounding like a complete idiot or inflating her ego anymore?
"Spencer hey, look at me"
I looked up at her, biting my lip. She seemed so cool and collected about this situation, while I was having a mini panic attack every time I thought about Aiden finding out.
"You don't have to explain anything to me. I understood what happened last night was a onetime thing. I don't want to ruin what you have with Aiden. He seems like a sweet guy who cares about you and you care about him. So relax, no one has to know about it and don't worry I won't tell anyone a thing"
I sighed and told her thank you. We finished our breakfast in a comfortable silence. We said our goodbyes at her door and as I was about to walk away she, almost as if she read my mind, said "This will be our little secret ok?" her eyes were so damn sincere, so I nodded and walked myself back to my house.
Everything seemed to be handled, but there was something that was just bugging me to no end. I walked into my living room and thought…What if what happened with Ashley only confirmed what I denied to myself all this time….Did I really want to marry Aiden or was I just doing it to please my mother?
Whatever the case was, Ashley made me doubt everything I thought I knew about love. Made me doubt what love felt like and most of all made me doubt my love for Aiden. Before I knew it, I felt even worse about what I did. Not only because it happened, but because I wanted to do it again.
All I could picture were her brown eyes and I was overtaken by my own emotions as I sobbed quietly on my couch.
What was I going to do?
It's a little short I know but I needed to set up the following chapters properly. I'm already working on the 3rd chapter as we speak, so keep an eye out. Thanks for the reviews they're really appreciated =).
