I do apologize for the wait, here's the next installment, hope you enjoy. I promise not to take over 6 months for the next chapter
ENJOY!
The sun hit her face as it rose over the horizon and into Spencer's living room. Chelsea covered the rays with her hand and glanced at the clock on the far end of the wall. 6:13AM. She muffled profanities into the pillow and begrudgingly sat up.
"Good morning sleepyhead" said a deep voice
Chelsea looked up to see Aiden in his scrubs looking awfully tired. "I can see by your attire, stained by cranberry I assume, and language that you're hung over?"
She looked down at her outfit; seeing she was still wearing last night's yellow top was slightly pink by the shoulder. She looked up at Aiden and said "Coffee?"
He replied "It's brewing as we speak. I assume Spencer drove you here? How was the band?"
"They were actually quite good and even better when Ashley stole the show by singing the last song"
"Ashley sung?" he said as he pulled out two black mugs from the cupboards.
"Yeah, she is definitely Raife Davies daughter"
Aiden poured Chelsea a cup of coffee and replied "Damn it; wish I could've been there. So cream? Sugar?"
Chelsea got up and said "I got it, why don't you go wake Spencer up so she can tell me where my phone is. I should call Clay to tell him I'm alive. My purse might still be in the car"
Aiden poured some milk and a spoonful of sugar into the second mug and said "I've dated her for a while now. I know better than to wake her without her coffee in hand"
CHELSEA'S POV
Spencer eventually emerged with her hair all over the place in a large sweatshirt that was long enough to be a dress. She sipped on her coffee and mumbled what I think was a 'morning Chels'. I raised my cup acknowledging her and she sat next to me on the couch, turned on the news and we sat in silence for a few minutes. I eventually asked "So can I assume I drank my body weight in vodka because I have a killer head ache."
Spencer smiled "I wouldn't say that" and before I could breathe a sigh of relief, she replied "you had much more tequila than anything else"
"Tell me you're joking, I haven't drank tequila since college! Don't you remember what happened? We ended up on the roof of our dorms topless!"
"You mean you were topless!"
"Details, details" she said as she waved me off and continued "I was horrified and I vowed to never have tequila again. Tell me you were sober last night and made sure I kept my clothes on and didn't act like a total idiot in front of Ashley Davies."
"I was sober, so yes I made sure you kept your clothes on. But as for the whole not looking like a fool….."
"Spencer!"
"Hey look, you're the one who decided to dance on a table in your drunken stupor causing you to trip and spill your cranberry vodka all over Ashley. You see that cranberry on your shoulder? That's nothing to what you got on Ashley. You drenched her, don't you remember?"
I couldn't believe Spencer. I was speechless "She wasn't mad though, in fact she was the one who bought rounds of tequila for us and the band after the crowd had cleared out. Several rounds I might add" Spencer continued.
I stood up and began putting my shoes on "What are you doing" I heard Spencer ask me. I walked towards the kitchen to put my empty mug in the sink. "Where do you think? I gotta go next door to speak to Ashley and apologize for my idiocy! It's so not like me" I approached the door and asked "So, are you coming or not?"
"You might not want to head there right now Chels" smiled Spencer as she stood up to pour herself another helping of coffee.
"Why is that?" I said as I grabbed the metal knob of the front door.
"Because you might want to consider pants first"
I looked down and rolled my eyes, of course I was in just underwear and my stained top. "Where are my pants?"
"Oh that, they're in the laundry, you sort of threw up on them as soon as we left the venue. Come on let's get you showered and changed before you go over and talk to Ashley smelling like a mini bar"
She handed me a towel and a change of clothes and practically pushed me in the direction of the shower, before she closed the door I said, "Spencer will you…"
She interrupted me and said "…Call Clay? Don't worry I spoke to him last night telling him we were having a sleep over and that you'd call him in the morning. And yes, I left out you drunken adventures of last night. He maybe my favorite brother, but you're my favorite person. Now shower, I'm getting high off the fumes of alcohol coming off you." And with that she shut the door in my face
SPENCER'S POV
I left Chelsea to her shower and headed towards the bedroom. As I changed out of my clothes into a t shirt and a pair of jeans, I looked over at Aiden. Thinking of how amazed I was to have such a great guy working so hard to give me, give US, a nice life. I looked over at my camera equipment neatly in the corner of the room. I hadn't gotten a call for a job in months. "I really need to stop being a dick and help Aiden with the payments on the house. I have to figure something out soon" I whispered to myself as I closed the door, leaving Aiden to his slumber.
We eventually walked over to Ashley's and knocked on the door.
No answer.
I saw Ashley's car in the driveway, so I knew she was home. I looked at my watch it was 8:23am. "Do you think she's still asleep? I mean she drank as much as you last night" I asked Chels.
"I don't know girl", she knocked again and a few seconds later we heard someone yell 'Coming!' That someone definitely was NOT Ashley
We stood there for a moment before being greeted by none other than Kyla, the girl from last night. She was no longer in a blazer but in a familiar looking kimono style bathrobe covering just enough to be considered decent. Her hair was still wet, from a fairly recent shower.
"Hey guys" she said
Chelsea saw my hesitation and said "Hey, Kyla right? I was wondering if Ashley was around?"
"She's still in the shower, what's up? How can I help you guys?" she asked.
When I heard that, I felt my stomach drop and I was overcome with this feeling of rage and sadness that didn't make sense to me. I tried to shake it off as I looked at Kyla once more and that's when it hit me: I knew that bathrobe, it was Ashley's, and I saw it last time I was here having breakfast with her. So it took no genius to put it together. She must have slept here with Ashley. She spent the night WITH Ashley. I heard Chelsea say something to Kyla but I had checked out of the conversation until I heard Kyla say "It was nice seeing you again Spencer, I'll tell Ashley to give you guys a call as soon as she's out of the shower don't worry" I said a polite "Thanks" And with that I felt Chelsea grab my shoulders and guide me away from Ashley's front porch. She knew something was up and I knew I was about to be bombarded by a very curious Chelsea as soon as we were alone.
All I said was "Car" She knew what I was saying and before I could even breathe she said "I'm driving" and like that we were off with no particular destination in mind.
KYLA'S POV
I went back to the kitchen to finish cooking breakfast for my sister and myself, when I see Ashley in just a towel come into the kitchen.
"I see you've taken my robe Kyla"
I wave her off saying "Hush, I made breakfast, plus this looks better on me anyway"
"What are you making?" she asks as she continuous to dry her hair
"Our favorite of course, blueberry pancakes. I figured it might help that hangover"
"C'mon Kyla I never get hung over, like ever." She said as she drank the steaming hot black coffee she poured herself
"True, you got daddy's rock star genes for sure, especially after last night. It had been awhile since I had heard you sing"
"Yeah that was a onetime thing."
"Yeah, yeah I know" I said as I turned off the stove "How about you put some clothes on so we can have breakfast?
And pouting like a child, Ashley responded "Do I have to? Clothes make me miserable. Besides I'm sure our neighbors would love a show" Ashley smiled a bit too wide
"You're so modest Ash! How could Lexi give all that up?"
"That's a low blow Kyla" she said walking towards her room
"C'mon Ash, it's been 2 years now, I think you forget that I was the one who decked her that last time she was here" I said following her
She was already in a tank top and pulling her jeans over her thighs "Yeah I know you're just fucking with me, but how about we talk about something else?"
"Okay that's fair, how is this: Chelsea and Spencer came by a little while ago asking to see you."
"Did they now?"
"Yeah here's Spencer's number, they said to shoot them a call today"
She grabbed the piece of paper looked at it, smiled, folded it and put the paper in her back pocket "Let's have some breakfast sis, I doubt you can cook worse than Christine"
"Shut it Ash, Christine could burn water if you'd let her"
SPENCERS POV
We were still driving in silence after 10 minutes Chelsea sighed. "You can't hold your breath forever Spencer"
I breathed out air, I wasn't aware I was holding in. We stopped at a red light and I kept fidgeting with my hands. I ran my right hand through my hair to take some away from my face. "What I'm about to say cannot leave this car Chels. I mean it."
The light turned green and she continued driving. "Ok, spit it out Spencer"
"No Chels. I'm serious; you need to promise me on our friendship this would not leave the car."
Chelsea knew Spencer was serious, last time she swore on her friendship was when Spencer told her about the miscarriage she had. To this day, Aiden still didn't know about it and she was taking that to the grave.
"Okay Spence, I promise" she said as she looked straight ahead.
Spencer looked out her window, squeezed her eyes shut and but her bottom lip. She let the words flow just enough for Chelsea to hear her "I slept with Ashley Davies"
Chelsea hit the gas, turned left into an empty parking lot of a shopping center and hit the brakes enough for the car to screech and slide a little. She was slack-jawed so she had to make sure she heard right. "I'm sorry you want to run that by me again? I think I heard that you slept with Ashley"
"Yeah. You heard me, it's a long story."
Chelsea parked the car in one of the empty slots and turned the car off "We have time"
So then Spencer continued to tell Chelsea about everything, including the conversation she had with Ashley the next morning and what came over her when they spoke to Kyla.
After she finished .Chelsea had one thing to say "Damn"
"Yeah I know."
"I mean, you did well. Ashley Davies is smoking hot, but never in a million years would I have pegged you as gay!"
"I'm not even sure I am Chels! This has never ever happened before!"
"Was it good?"
"Chelsea!"
Chelsea faced Spencer and raised her eyebrow, "Don't avoid the question Spencer, I think we simple folk would like to know"
Spencer buried her hands in her face and turned bright red. "It was the absolute best sex I've ever had in my entire life. She is by definition, perfection. It's like, think about the most fulfilling pleasurable night…Ashley surpassed that"
"So you do realize we just have one question left, what happens with you and Aiden now?"
"I don't know Chels. He's my best friend"
Before anything else could be discussed a familiar tune rang through the car. It was Spencer's phone. She answered it without hesitation "Hello?"
And a raspy voice came through saying "Spencer? Hey it Ashley, Kyla told me you guys came by a little earlier? What's up?"
Spencer tossed the phone to Chelsea like a hot potato. Chelsea confused and picked it up as she looked over at her blonde friend who mouthed 'Ashley'
Reluctantly Chelsea put the phone to speaker and spoke "Hey Ash, its Chelsea from last night? How are you girl?"
"Oh hey Chels, I thought this was Spencer's phone?"
"Oh no it is, she's driving and I wanted to speak to you about last night? I really want to apologize for being a total ass last night"
"Oh no need, last night was a blast"
"Still. I think I should apologize, how about we go get lunch a little later today, my treat? You can invite to Kyla and we can have a girl's day? Maybe even head to the beach and what not? I'd love to get to know you a little better."
"Really Chels, there is no need."
"I insist Ash. It's the least I could do for the VIP treatment."
"You're not letting this go are you? Ashley smiled through the phone
"Nope, you'll soon find out that I don't take no for an answer"
"Okay okay, well Kyla and I have to take care of a few things first. How about we skip lunch and you guys can come over and we can go to the pool I have in the backyard, it's a wonderful day out and I know Kyla has been itching to work on her tan?"
"Sounds like a plan! Give us a ring when you guys want us over" and with that Chelsea hung up the phone and began to drive back home. "Don't think we are done with this conversation Spencer. We have much to discuss, but first, we need to make an appearance and I'd love to talk to Ashley about this whole mess. Don't try to stop me, you should know better by now"
ASHLEYS POV
"Hey Ky, put on your bathing suit. Seems we are having people over?"
"You don't have to tell me twice, how much time do we have and are there any cute boys coming?"
"No sorry, girls only, just Spencer and Chelsea. I invited them over, for a pool day"
Before Kyla disappeared into Ashley's room to borrow one of her various bathing suits she said "You know you might want to fill me in on what happened with you and Spencer"
"Huh?" Ash asked her
"Look you might not be hung over, but that didn't stop your drunk rambling last night. If I recall correctly you said something about Spencer shouldn't be allowed to wear clothes. Ever, that is was a sin against us mere mortals and that there was nothing you wouldn't do to her if you ever got the chance to have another round in her bedroom"
"I was drunk out of my mind Ky, I didn't know what I was saying" said Ashley trying to cover it up as she placed the now clean dishes in the cupboard.
"Drunk words are sober thoughts my sister dear, plus you should have seen the daggers she shot me this morning, I don't think they're aware I'm your sister. I could practically feel her sinking them into my chest, so spill" Ashley was sure Kyla had caught her. She had this knack for knowing when Ashley was lying. If there was anyone with a better poker face than herself, it was Kyla.
"Fuck, okay. Let's get changed and I'll talk" Ashley said giving in.
"Okay first things first. Was it good? "
"Fuck you Ky" Ashley said disappearing into her bedroom, Kyla trailing not too far behind.
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