alright 1st off i wanna say thanks 2 the people who reviewed cuz they encouraged me to continue this, um i hav the next 2 chapters written out and they're kinda slow, but stick with it and i promise it'll pick up, im outta school so i'll try to update more frequently, oh and srry if there r a lot of grammar errors and stuff i sent it to get beta'd and when it gets back i'll post the good copy, so um yea thats pretty much it, dont 4get 2 review even if u hate it i wanna kno lol ok ill stop ramblin now and let u get to the story/ok so its been edited
Retrospect. Hindsight. Reflection. Such a bitch when you think about it. You know it's funny how two events, so similar in every possible aspect can have such completely different outcomes. How one thing can lead to life, while the other can lead to new life in death…
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6 Months Ago
"Aiden, look, I know that you're looking out for me, and I just want you to know that I appreciate everything you've done for me in the last 3 years. But I can't, I just can't do it anymore. I can't live like this. I can't not be me. It's killing me, and I see it, and you see it and I know my parents have to see it. I just…"
"Spence, it's fine. You know I'll love you no matter what; you're like a little sister to me. Wow if that didn't sound totally pervy, considering we've been "dating" since freshmen year."
The two shared a laugh.
"Man, Aid. 3 years. Feels like a life time ago, huh? But do you see why I have to do this? We're about to start our senior year, Aid. This is the last chance we get to do this high school thing right, you know? I don't want to hide this year. It's too much work, and to be honest with you, im tired of pretending, so very tired."
"I get it Spence, I just don't want you to get hurt. You know how religious your family is. I swear, when you first moved here, the whole school thought you were Mormon."
"Very funny, Aiden. But I don't understand why me coming out would change how they view me. I'll still be their daughter. I won't have changed. I don't get what the big deal is. Hell, I you asked why I put it off for this long I couldn't tell you. I mean my dad is pretty open minded, don't you think?
"Yea, he is. But your mom, man she's religious enough for you whole family, and then some. But really Spencer, you're sure you want to do this?"
"Yea, I am. I've waited so long, I'm finally ready to let it out."
"Ok, well if you're sure Spence. Hey, do you want me to come with you? For like moral support or something?"
"See, this I why I love you Aiden. You're a total dork, but you're always there for me. And I'll never forget, but forever appreciate that."
"Thanks Spence, I love you too. But call me a dork again, and we aren't friends anymore. You know I'm a hunk, and that if you weren't gay, you'd be all over me."
"Puh-leze Aiden. I've got plenty of other friends, I don't need you."
"Plenty of friends, huh? Like who? Chelsea , who just so happens to be your brother's girlfriend. Is this the friend which you speak of?"
"Aww Aid, you just had to go there, didn't you? It's not my fault I'm not popular like you, Mr. Basketball star. Besides, you know I hooked Chelsea and Clay up, so she was mine first."
"Basketball star? You're flattering me, Spence. Hey, do you want me to call Chelsea ? See if she wants to be there too, you know to help me with the moral support thing?"
"If you could call her that would be great. I know I already said this, but I really love you and Chelsea. You guys are all the friends I'll ever need."
"Yup, friends till the end. So be at your house when?"
"Dinner time. You know, the time when you normally show up unannounced at my house."
"Hey it's not my fault your dad is a damn good cook. But hey, Spence, I got to go handle some stuff before I head over to your place, so I'm going to head out now, okay?"
"Ok, but Aiden, please don't forget to come."
"And miss actually being invited for dinner? No way! I'll call you when I'm on my way."
"Alright, bye Aid."
"Bye Spence."
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Ashley listened to the exchange with a blank expression as her father played it throughout her room. They sounded so young, so carefree. How she loathed what she was, what she was about to do. 'Why me?' She turned to respond to her fathers previously voiced question these words on the tip of her tongue 'Why must the good die young?'
What she voiced was "Oh Spencer, Aiden, I hope you two enjoy your last day."