Okay, so I'm going to switch into Ashley's POV, thanks to Slushhy for the idea
I remember the first time I hung out with Spencer. I had just recently moved to Los Angeles and didn't know anyone. I was walking my dog Bubba and wasn't watching where I was going and nearly killed her.
I let my dog bubba lead me as we are taking a walk around my new neighborhood. I am not paying attention when I run right into something. I am about to scream some profanity until I actually look at what I have hit. She is a blonde girl, probably around my age. "Oh my god! I am SO sorry" I apologize quickly. She is on the ground and I immediately grab her arms and help her back to her feet. "Are you okay?" I ask her. That's when I come eye to eye with her. She has shoulder length blonde hair, startling blue eyes and a killer body.
"Y-yeah I'm okay" A smile pulls at the corners of her lips.
"Are you sure?" I spin her around, making sure she is okay.
"Really, I'm fine" She let's out a small laugh and I stick out my hand.
"Ashley Davies" I say proudly.
"Spencer Carlin" She replies and let's go.
After our encounter, I power walked back to my house with a huge smile on my face and new set of stomach butterflies that I knew were from her.
I just spent two weeks in Hawaii with my ex-girlfriend. Which is seems to weird, and it is, but I did really enjoy myself. I was very shocked when she asked me to go with her. I mean, why would she want me to go with her to paradise? I broke her heart. I ripped it into a thousand pieces. In fact, I think I may have broke her as a whole. I can tell she's not the same as she was before everything went terribly wrong. And it's all my fault. I am to blame and I know that. I've known that since the first time I kissed another girl who wasn't Spencer while I was dating Spencer.
Fucked up? Very much so.
I've been standing at her door for about five minutes wondering if this is a bad idea. I mean, I don't know this girl and she doesn't know me, but how else are you supposed to make friends? You never 'know' anyone until you befriend them. I take a deep breath and then knock on the door three times. And older blonde woman opens the door, she looks like Spencer, I assume it's her mom. "Hi, is uh, Spencer here?" I ask nervously and give her my legendary smile.
"Wait here" She says and smiles at me, closing the door a little bit. "Spencer?
I hear her answer "Yeah Mom?"
"You have a guest"
About five seconds later the door is opened very quickly and I am face to face with the Blonde Bombshell. She stumbles slightly but tries to act like she lost her footing.
"Hey Ashley" Her head tilts to the right, and she smiles at me. She lowers her head for a moment and then returns her attention to me.
"Hey Spencer" I hold up Forrest Gump and a box of chocolate, cheesy, I know.
"What's this for?" She gives me a curious look but takes my gifts.
"It's my apology." I've never really been good at apologies, but I did almost kill her, so I have no choice.
She tilts her head and furrows her eyebrows.
I rock back and forth on my feet. "You know, for almost killing you yesterday" I let out a small smile.
"That's really nice, thanks"
"Yeah, it's no big deal" I fidget with my jeans
We stand there in silence for a few minutes, and I don't if this means I should be leaving. But I follow my guy instinct. "Do you want to like, get out of here or something? You know, like hangout or whatever" I know I'm talking fast but I can't help it. I do this when I am really nervous. And this girl gives me a serious case of the butterflies. I decide that it's too much to handle and I just stare at my feet.
"Um, yeah, sure" She says. I wasn't expecting her to say yes.
"Really? I mean, because you don't have to just because I gave you chocolate and all" I shrug my shoulders.
She puts her hand on my shoulder, which calms me a little bit. "Really" She gives me yet another smile and then sets the movie and chocolates on the table by her door. "C'mon, let's to something crazy"
I laugh, and she turns red.
I knew this was a good idea.
I remember when I told her I was gay and she didn't get freaked out, not even a little bit. I think I freaked out more about telling her than she was about the whole thing. I was 15 when I met her, and she was too. And I was 18 when I told her I am gay. Three years of knowing her and I had never told her I was into girls. I became friends with her because I thought she was a possible girl I could date, but because I she never talked about liking girls, just about the boys at school we knew, I decided it was best not to tell her. I didn't want her to know the affect she had on me, I wanted her in my life and the only way I knew was by not talking about it with her.
I am sitting in my car outside her house. I am staring at down the street, trying to mentally prepare myself.
I hear her front door open and I begin to panic, thinking it's her. Instead it is Mrs. Carlin. "Are you coming in Ashley?" She asks me.
"Yeah, I am" I step out of my car and she meets me halfway to her door and puts her arm around me.
"How are you, dear?" Mrs. Carlin has always been very nice to me, actually, the entire Carlin family has.
"I'm great Mrs. Carlin, how are you?" She pushes the door and removes her arm.
"Please, call me by my first name. We have known you for three years, you are practically family" She smiles and leaves me standing at the door.
I stand there and think about what I have planned up in my head to say to her.
I am jostled out of my thoughts by Spencer. "There you are. I was starting to wonder if you had forgotten about our sleepover." She smiles and me.
"Psh, yeah right" I laugh and she grabs my hand and we hurriedly run up the stairs. I don't know why we run up the stairs, it's not like there is something chasing us, but ever since we've been friends ,we always run up the stairs, no matter what.
She leaps onto her bed, falling onto her back. She doesn't let go of my hand, taking me with her. I fall on top of her, and I instantly start tickling her. She starts to squirm. "No Ash, don't" She threatens me with wide eyes but all I can do let out an evil grin. I start to tickle her and for ten minutes she struggles wildly until I stop.
I roll off her and sit up, running my fingers through my hair.
She sits up as well and stares at me. I know exactly what she is thinking and she knows what I'm thinking. I mean, aside from the whole being gay thing, she knows that I'm thinking of another way to torture her.
She bites her lip, and her eyes glance to her window. I immediately jump off the bed and make a dash for the window, and she does too. I try to push her away to so I can get out first, but she body checks me halfway across the room and makes a smooth getaway. "Hey! No fair!" I protest.
She yells back "Ladies First!"
I roll my eyes and crawl the window. She is sitting in our spot. I walk over to her. "I have something to tell you" I say quietly.
She looks up at me as I sit down. "Yeah?"
"Yeah" I reply. "Okay, so you remember that girl Evelyn I was friends with over the summer?" I am nervous as hell. I think I might puke.
"Yeah"
"Remember how upset I was when she had to go back to Washington?"
"Mmhmm" I can feel her eyes burning a hole in the side of my face.
"She was kinda, more than just my friend" When I say this she looks away and stares into suburbia. I look at her, trying to figure out what she is about to do.
She is just being silent, too silent. "Say something" I plead, searching her for an answer.
She clears her throat and turns to me. "I know"
I open my mouth to say something, but I have no idea what to say. I mean, what do you say to that?
My mouth is dry and my head is spinning. "How?"
"I saw you two kissing in your pool" She bites her lip.
"Why didn't you say anything to me?" I am in shock.
She shrugs her shoulders. "I don't know, it just didn't seem like my place. I figured that when you wanted me to know, you would tell me." Her answer is very honest and yet it makes me sad.
I am silent. I don't know what to say. "You're the best friend I've ever had."
She doesn't reply, but instead takes my hand, intertwining our fingers and gives me a kiss on the cheek.
I am nineteen and staying at my parents home for the summer to save money.
"Hello?" I lazily say into my phone.
"Ashley, it's Paula. You need to come to the hospital right away" Paula says.
I sit up fast. "How come? Is Spencer okay?" My heart is beating a thousand times a minute.
"Spencer is fine. Just please come to the Hospital, it's important."
"Okay" I hang up the phone and hurriedly put on some pants and a jacket.
I arrive at the hospital to find Paula standing by the desk of the E.R. She looks as if she has been crying.
"Where is she?"
"Spencer is fine, I promise." She assures me.
"Then why am I here?" I ask confused.
"There was a car accident, involving your parents" Her words are slow and for a moment, I think time has stopped.
"What?" I can feel my chest tightening.
"Your parent's were in a very bad car crash" She puts her hand on my shoulder.
"But they were on a business trip in Seattle"
"I know, they were on their way back." Her eyes are full of tears.
My eyes are on fire.
"At this early in the morning?" My voice cracks. I can feel my hands start to shake and then my entire body. "It- it's my birthday tomorrow" A tear rolls down my left cheek and I look up at her.
"They were going to surprise you"
"Dr. Carlin, we need you right now" A nurse says to Paula.
She looks at me and then at the nurse.
"No, don't leave me!" I beg, grabbing her arm.
"Ashley, sweetie, I have too"
And then she leaves me.
I sit there for an hour or so, waiting. And then decide to call Spencer.
She arrives fifteen minutes later with her dad. When I see her, I run to her and am engulfed in her arms. I try my hardest to keep myself composed, but I can't. My knees become weak and I start to sob uncontrollably. She moves us to a couch and her and Mr. Carlin sit with me while I wait to hear about my parents.
"Ms. Davies?" A nurse asks me.
Spencer grabs my hand. "Yes?" I ask.
She looks at me, then at Mr. Carlin and Spencer. "I'm very sorry. We did everything we could, but the damage was to severe." And then she walks away.
I sit there in shock.
"Ash.." Spencer says.
I can't speak, I can only scream. I scream into Mr. Carlin's chest until I can't anymore and then I start cry and I don't stop.
I don't think I stopped crying to a few days.
When I eventually stopped crying, I made a promise to myself that I never wanted to feel that kind of pain again. I vowed to never let anyone get too close because you never know why they might suddenly disappear on you, everyone except Spencer.
