Hey folks I'm back. I'm sorry for taking so long to write another chapter. I hope to be back with more, but I'm not making any promises. Please stick with the story. I already thought of an ending its just the getting to it part. Lol Thanks again to YOYOREB for her amazing talents. Enjoy!!
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Chapter 17
I awoke from my blissful slumber by the sound of a quiet clink against the cage doors. Slowly I turned toward the bars, and was careful not to wake Spencer. It was Aiden. I unwrapped Spencer's arms from around me and walked to the door.
"Ashley, it's time to check on your wound." I nod. He told me there would be frequent checks.
Aiden signaled to the guard to unlock the door. It made a buzzing sound then opened. I looked to see if Spencer was awoken by the sound. She just turned and curled into the wall trying to find comfort. Aiden led me down the corridor to the first aid room. The doctor asked me to stand near the bed, then lifted my shirt up. Her hands felt cold and I shuddered as she probed around my stomach.
"It looks to be healing well, but there is some slight tearing. It seems one of your stitches has come undone." I blush remembering the activity that probably made it break. "That's ok. It doesn't seem to have caused any major damage, so I'm just going to put some ointment on, then wrap your wound in a bandage."
"Ok," I say. She puts the cold gel on the sore with a popsicle stick then puts fresh dressing to the wound.
"Ok, Ms. Davies. I'm going to need you to cut down on moving a lot. Too much movement could reopen all of your stitches, and we don't want that to happen." I nod. "Ok you can go." Aiden leads me back to my cell.
"Today you're not going to do much. All I'm going to have you do is serve food, then go back to your cell," he said.
"What about outside time?" I ask.
"Look, Ashley. It's my job to protect you, and we don't need any confrontation between you and the other inmates. Besides, the girl you are looking for has already gotten her punishment."
"How did you…" I stammer.
"You really should talk to your girlfriend."
"What are you talking about?" I ask as my anger rises.
"Just know that Kyla shouldn't be bothering you nor Spencer anymore." Aiden walked away leaving me at my cell confused. I walked in to find Spencer cuddling up against my pillow. I sat on the bed and looked at Spencer, noting just how perfectly the moonlight washed over her features.
"Spencer, I've missed you so much." I whisper. I clutch one of her hands and notice the light bruising on her knuckles. "Oh baby" I sigh bringing her hand to my mouth kissing each knuckle. How did I not see this yesterday? I stare at her hand not noticing Spencer eyes flutter open.
"Hey baby." She must have seen the look in my face. "What's wrong?" she asks.
"Spencer, what happened to your hands?" She looks down guilty. Please tell me you didn't get into a fight with Kyla."
"Ashley, I…" Spencer stammers.
"What were you thinking?" I say, interrupting. "Spencer, what if she had stabbed you too? You might not have been as lucky as I was, if you even call this lucky." I drop her hand and fold my arms.
"I know, Ashley, but you don't understand. It frustrated me to no end to see her walking around free after she had gutted you, so when she touched me during chores I just snapped. She actually started apologizing to me; like that would stop me from putting my fist in her face. I couldn't take it anymore, so I just punched her. Repeatedly. It was the anger acting, Ash. You can understand that." She looked at me searching for any kind of reaction. I sat there dumfounded, questions running through my head. Should I scold her again on what a stupid thing she did or should I thank her for defending me? In the end I decided to pull her against me for a hug.
"Thank you, Spencer."
"You're welcome," she responded, kissing me on the cheek. I couldn't help but smile as I grabbed her hand once more.
"Now promise to never do that again." She pulls back her hand and holds three fingers up.
"Scouts honor. Besides, those punches probably hurt my hand more that they hurt her." I chuckle and pull her hard against my lips, glancing through the window to see the sunrise.
"It's almost time for everyone to wake up. When we get back from chores I'll meet you outside at our bench. I know Aiden wanted me to stay in, but I can't stay in this dungeon all day. He'll understand."
"Ok," she responds, "and I have some news for you."
I smile back. "Me too." Just then the intercom blasts out our wake up call. I get up, leaving Spencer to put her clothes on, and wait for the guards to come by and open our cell.
After chores I went to the bench to wait for Spencer. I was surprised when no one approached me, but rather ignored me as usual, but I was fine with that. I started getting antsy and wished that Spencer would hurry up.
I can't wait to tell her my good news. I spot her coming out the door with Chelsea. Just the sight of her brings a smile to my face. She parts with Chelsea and starts walking toward me.
"Hey," she says bending down to kiss me.
"Mmm," I moan. That will never get old. She will never get old. She sits down beside me and straddles the bench.
"How were your chores today?" she asks.
"They went surprisingly well. No one tried to beat me up or anything."
Spencer leans toward me. "Well, when you have a dangerous girlfriend, people know not to bother you," she says smirking at me.
"I thought I was the dangerous one," I say provokingly, moving my finger up and down her thigh. She stops my hand and laces it with hers.
"Not anymore. Sorry," she says cheekily and kisses my nose. I chuckle.
"Anyways, Spencer, I have some great news to tell you. You and I are getting out of this hell hole no later than five months." She looks at me with a shocked and confused expression.
"How?"
I proceed to tell her about Aiden and everything he told me. "Do you think it will work?" she asks.
"It has to work; there is no other choice. Unless they catch my dad they are going to keep finding evidence to keep me here. Besides, if I'm getting out then there is no way you are staying in," I say seriously. Spencer is serious to me. I cannot imagine her being stuck in this shit hole while I'm on the other side of the walls flying free as a bird.
"Well you don't have to worry about that," she says, and now I'm the confused one. "I was a little apprehensive to tell you because if I win that means I lose you, and I can't do that again."
"Baby, what are you talking about?" I ask. Spencer smiles.
"I have a trial in a month." My eyes brighten. "My lawyer found evidence on Paula, so I get a re-trial."
"That's great, Spencer! So you'll be out before me." I look at her with melancholy eyes. "But that means I wont be able to see you for four months." I slide a strand of hair behind her ear and caress her face. She leans into my touch.
"I'll come visit you everyday." I smile grateful.
"I'm going to hold you to that." I lean in and kiss her. If I am going to be without her for four months, I need to make every kiss from now until she is out as long as possible. I need to feel her in every kiss, and see her in every laugh and smile.
We lean our heads together.
"I love you, Ash," Spencer whispers into my ear.
"I love you too, Spencer. We'll be free soon. I promise."
It's been a week since our talk and we haven't left each other's side yet.
After a long day of chores Spencer and I walk back to our cells hand in hand. Who knew that our happiness could be juxtaposed with the darkness and sadness of prison?
When the door opens I push her onto the bottom bunk and straddle her. I could be a little rougher because my scar was healing nicely. We were about to start kissing when I notice something brown sticking out from underneath the pillow. My eyebrows furl together and take it from underneath the pillow.
"What is it?" Spencer asks me. I read "Ashley Davies" on the outside, and realization hits me.
"It's the first package." I whisper
