Fame

by dreamerldv

Ashley's a famous rock star who's into drugs, sex, and rock n roll. if you have a problem with drugs, sex and rock n roll, don't read this. Last Chapter Up.

2. swallowing down a couple of pills

Tying up another balloon, Spencer looked up at Pops. The blonde manager stood by the window talking to AJ on his cell phone; smiling, laughing, joking and obviously enjoying the conversation he was having with the bus driver. His words were kind, soft and when she heard him answer one of AJ's questions; he answered with the right amount of knowledge and encouragement. Why couldn't he be like that with Ashley? She wondered while tying up another balloon.

"Do we have a cake for the party?"

Jostled out of her musing, Spencer looked back up at Pops. "I think Ashley is still working on it." She answered hesitantly. She didn't know anything about cooking and assumed Ashley knew what she was doing leaving the cake baking in the oven. "I'm sure Ashley left it baking for a reason." She added confidently.

Pops shoved his phone in his pocket and snorted. "Yeah, right. I wouldn't be surprised if she got this place caught on fire trying to bake a cake." He laughed a little."It's rare for her to do something right."

Spencer angrily threw the balloon in her hands aside and stood. "Why do you always do that?" She demanded sternly.

Pops looked at her confused. "Do what?" He asked somberly. It was rare for a woman to get away with using the demanding tone Spencer was using on him. Only Ashley got away with it, but he never saw Ashley as a girl. If anything, looking at Ashley was always like looking in the mirror. They had the same attitude, did the same drugs, both fucked groupies, had the same hate for each other, and overall the same reflection. That's why Ashley's short temper and lack of respect for him never surprised him, it bothered him, but never surprised him. He was the exact same way with other people, including her. But hearing Spencer raise her voice always shocked him, especially when Ashley was the reason behind doing it.

"Always put her down." She answered with flaming grey eyes. "Why don't you have even the littlest of faith in her? She's your daughter for crying out lout! Why can't you just be there for her like you are AJ? Maybe if you were a loving caring father to her she wouldn't be so sad and horrible to herself."

"Princess you have got the girl all wrong." He said with a short laugh. "Ashley doesn't want a father, she doesn't want a mother, she doesn't want anyone! The girl only cares about herself and that's it. Give her a drink, cocaine, and a fuck and she's happy. She's just like me."

"But she's not you." Spencer insisted in a soft but firm voice. "And the mark on her arm tells me she's not as happy as you think she is."

Pops sighed. "Princess, that mark is from last year. That night she was too high to remember her own name. I found her lying on the floor; her eyes were closed but she was breathing. I took her to the hospital, they fixed her up, and she promised to never do anything stupid like that again." Pops didn't mention how pale she looked, how the doctors told him it was a miracle she was still alive, and the two million dollars he bribed them with to keep social services away. "So don't worry about Ashley killing herself." He chuckled, trying to lighten up the mood. "She's fine."

Spencer didn't look convinced but she said 'okay' and let the subject drop anyway.

"Who died?" AJ joked walking through the front door; present in one hand and cell phone in the other; he looked good wearing a white polo shirt and jeans and didn't miss the appreciative gaze Spencer was sending his way. "And how are you today, Spencer?" He asked charmingly.

Out of the three boys, AJ was the one she was closets with. They had a lot of things in common, she realized, after spending a lot time with him on the road. Like her, he grew up wanting to be an actor, went to school in Alabama while living with his grandma, loved country life there, and always dressed preppy. "I'm confused." Spencer said with a short laugh. "What are you doing here anyway? I thought you hated Glen."

AJ also laughed a little. "Yes I hate Glen but love parties." And the pretty blondes that attend them.

Pops looked from Spencer to AJ and smiled. "I have to make a call." He lied before walking away from the two. Hearing the playful banter, innocent flirting, and happy laughter made Pops wonder if there could ever be anything between the two of them. He reached the front door and turned back around. Brown eyes watched Spencer lightly punch AJ's upper arm before throwing her head back in laughter. Pop's smile grew larger as he turned around and left.

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Ashley opened the car door and closed it with a violent slam. The ride back to the apartment was anything but pleasant. She hadn't said anything but 'don't talk to me' and 'fuck off' to Aiden the whole trip and ignored all the pleas and bullshit he kept trying to bug her with. He couldn't say anything that would make what he did to Spencer seem okay, and she didn't want to hear him try to sugarcoat fucking a whore behind Spencer's back in anyway, knowing it would only further piss her off; she just didn't say anything. Which wasn't easy, being the outspoken person Ashley was, but she managed by keeping her tongue locked firmly between her teeth; preventing her from asking him if he was brain dead or just plain stupid. What idiot would risk losing Spencer's love and trust for a whore? Ashley just didn't understand it. Walking towards the staircase, that leads to Glen's girlfriend's apartment, Ashley took the stairs two at a time and couldn't wait to escape Aiden's company.

"Ashley can I please just say one thing." He begged slightly out of breath.

Ashley just ignored him and knocked on the door.

"At least promise me you won't tell Spencer." He said fearfully.

Ashley laughed humorlessly. "I'm not going to be the one to break Spencer's heart with that news." She glanced over at him. "That's going to be you."

Aiden didn't say anything, just looked down at the ground.

Ashley looked back at the door and walked in when AJ answered.

"No hello?" He asked sarcastically.

Ashley didn't answer him as she stormed past Spencer and entered the kitchen.

Spencer wondered why Ashley looked so upset and barely kept herself from following the sullen rock star into the kitchen and making her feel good again. She pushed that thought aside and focused on her boyfriend. He also looked pissed off. "What's the matter honey?" She asked while taking a small step toward him.

"I told you to pick me up at 5 Spencer." He said letting all of his anger and frustration seep into his tone.

Spencer looked at the wall clock behind him. It was 4:45. Confused, grey eyes looked back into angry blue. "Um, I'm sorry I sent Ashley a little early." Her voice sounded small and weak to her own ears and she wondered if she looked as scared as she sounded.

Aiden saw the fear cloud Spencer's face and sighed. "I'm sorry it's just….it's just I was busy doing something and hated being disturbed." He explained pulling her into his arms for a hug.

Spencer never really relaxed in his embrace but wrapped her arms around him anyway, waiting for it to end.

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"Bastard." Ashley hissed pulling out the cake in the oven and placing it onto the small island in the middle of the kitchen. She wasn't eavesdropping but the apartment was small enough to easily hear everything Spencer and Aiden were saying. Hearing Aiden blame Spencer for getting him caught deeply disgusted the 17 year old. And that disgust further deepened when she heard how scared Spencer sounded. "Fucker." She murmured under her breath while grabbing the mixing bowl filled with chocolate ganache frosting. Ashley placed the bowl next to the cake and froze when she heard AJ walk in….whistling. She looked up and wanted to puke at how happy he looked. "What's with you?" She asked with a scowl.

AJ sauntered over to her and dipped his finger into the bowl. "Mmm you make the best frosting little sister." He said around the finger in his mouth. Growing up, AJ never saw Ashley as a cousin but a sister. Even though they weren't all that close and practically hated each other he still occasionally called her that, knowing it'd remind her of their childhood and all the times they used to play together, it always softened her up.

Ashley held up a knife. "Next time you stick your grimy little finger into my frosting I'm cutting it off." She threatened with a nasty smile.

AJ quickly stuck both his hands into his pockets and backed away. "Sorry." He mumbled, surprised that his term of endearment did nothing to lighten her sullen mood. "What's with you?" He asked her originally asked question.

Ashley ignored him and started smearing the frosting expertly over the cake.

"Well since you're giving me the silent treatment I might as well answer you." He said practically drooling. He couldn't wait to have a slice of the Chocolate Fudge Birthday Cake she was making. He remembered the last time she baked it. It was before he was the band's driver and during Heather's birthday. It easily outranked any other cake he had ever eaten. "I found my future wife." He declared only loud enough for Ashley to hear.

Not expecting to hear those words, Ashley abruptly looked up and cursed when she almost messed up the cake. "Who's.." stupid enough to marry you? "The lucky lady?" She asked not really caring but needing a good laugh.

AJ sighed dreamily before answering, "Spencer."

Ashley didn't smile, laugh, or tease, she just swallowed back the bile of throw up riding up her throat and continued working on the cake. They have been spending a lot of time together; she realized thinking back over the past week. She wasn't too worried about Spencer falling for AJ. She knew that would never happen, but she was worried about AJ hurting Spencer. Physically. Like her and Pops, he too had the Davies charm with ladies. Luring them into bed with compliments, smiles, and kindness only to be a total asshole to them the morning after; she knew AJ also had Pops violent mindset during sex. Only caring about their pleasure, they would sometimes be extra rough with their victims and continue to be that way, ignoring the tears the girls would have running down their faces, until they finished. Ashley looked back up at AJ and met his gaze. She saw so much determination etched into his eyes that she couldn't help but wonder how far he would go to make Spencer his. Ashley didn't dwell on the thought for too long. She had bigger things to worry about. Like finishing the cake.

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As Ashley finished the finishing touches to the cake, Spencer spent most of her time with Aiden. The two blew up more balloons and stapled streamers and other large decorations onto the walls and ceiling. "Ashley wants to know if you have the candles." AJ said to Spencer, who was busy holding the ladder for Aiden.

"Oh yeah, they're in that bag over there." She let go of the ladder. "Take over and I'll go give them to her."

"Okay." AJ responded grabbing the ladder.

Spencer flashed him a thankful smile before walking over to the bag. After grabbing the small pack of candles, she went straight to the kitchen and walked up slowly behind Ashley. "I have the candles." She announced watching her write happy birthday on the cake with a jumbo pastry bag. "Ooo that looks really good." She murmured over her shoulder. Standing directly behind the rock star, Spencer couldn't stop her arms from reaching out and encircling a slender waste.

Ashley was more than a little surprised at the bold move. "Spencer someone could catch us like this." She whispered feeling two warm hands slip up under her shirt.

"Who cares?" Spencer murmured placing a small kiss on her shoulder.

Ashley smiled and quickly plucked off a small piece of the cake and popped it into her mouth. Turning around in Spencer's embrace, she cupped the side of her face and slowly dipped her head. Lips met softly and it wasn't long before the kiss deepened. At that moment, Ashley slyly slipped the small piece of cake into Spencer's mouth and loved the small hum of approval that erupted deep in the blonde's throat. "Taste better than it looks?" She asked with a small grin.

At Spencer's enthusiastic nod, Ashley turned back around and faced the cake once again. She had to fix the small dent in the cake, where she had plucked off the small piece, but found that nearly impossible with Spencer's arms firmly wrapped around her waist again and moaned when she felt insistent lips kiss down her neck.

Ashley threw the pastry bag aside with a low growl and then turned around. Her hands instantly latched onto Spencer's hips, pulling her closer to her; she dipped her head and smiled. "I see you're still hungry." She breathed against parted moist lips. "Let me fix that." She closed the little distance between them and their lips met. Ashley's pulse raced as Spencer returned the kiss with just as much, if not more, passion. Her hands lowered from Spencer's hips to her ass and she groaned when she felt a persistent little tongue slip into her mouth, playing with her tongue ring. At that moment, Ashley knew getting her tongue pierced was one of the best things she had ever done.

It wasn't until Spencer whimpered softly did Ashley realize her thigh had moved forward and was now thrusting between her legs. Spencer broke the kiss and let her head fall back with a silent sigh, offering Ashley all of her exposed neck and shoulders. The sight sent a fresh wave of desire straight down to Ashley's center and she wasted no time moving her mouth down to greedily feast on the soft skin offered to her. Placing her hands on Spencer's waist, Ashley abruptly pushed her against the counter.

Spencer blindly swept away all of the cooking supplies crowding the area as Ashley lifted her up onto the counter top. Wrapping her legs around Ashley's waist, grey eyes watched impatient tan hands lower the spaghetti straps of her dress down her arms before pushing the material covering her breast down. Feeling two tender hands on her backside pulling her against her, Ashley waste no time cupping a full firm breast while hungrily kissing Spencer, swallowing her moans and sighs; Ashley felt every nerve in her body scream for some sort of release but ignore her own body's needs while sliding her hands up Spencer's thighs.

"Spencer we need more staples!"

Ashley groaned and broke the kiss. Resting her forehead against Spencer's, she panted, "Make them go away." But she knew that wasn't going to happen. She had totally forgotten the fact that AJ and Aiden were working in the next room and regretted not making Spencer stop from the start. Now she was going to spend the rest of the day all hot and bothered. Brown eyes opened and stared into laughing grey. I take that back, She told herself, is was so worth it. She is so worth it. "I guess you should bring them some staples." Ashley said pulling back. She removed her hands from under Spencer's dress and moved them up to cover her breasts again. "Beach house after the party?" She half asked half pleaded.

Spencer didn't hesitate answering. "Yes."

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"Surprise!" Everyone shouted when Glen walked through the front door, flicking on the lights. Only Glen's closest family and friends were there, gathered around in his girlfriend's Elise's apartment; it was sort of crowded but nobody seemed bothered by it. Ashley watched with a small smile as Glen's Mom walked up and planted a wet kiss on his cheek. It made her think of her own mother and their current situation. She hadn't talked to her since being banned from Kyla and was more than a little scared at the thought of ever speaking to her again. Her mother now knew everything she was about; drugs, sex, and lies. How could she face her again? "This party blows." She headrd Mike comment near her ear.

Ashley faced him and frowned when she saw how red his eyes were. "There are kids here and you're high." She hissed, outraged and maybe a little jealous that he was high and she wasn't. The mere thought of drugs made Ashley think of cocaine and her cravings started up, flowing through every part of her body, filling her mind. It was almost automatic now. Her brain would start to devise some sort of plan to find cocaine, and a place to take it, where she could have some privacy and maybe a little sex too. Ashley slightly shook her head and chastised herself for thinking like that. Just be strong, she murmured to herself.

"So what if there are fucking kids here." Mike slurred. "It's not like this is fucking chucky cheese or some shit."

Ashley turned her head and looked at the small boy watching them. His bright blue eyes were wide and filled with surprise and fear. Ashley turned back toward the drummer and grabbed his hand. "Come on." She muttered leading him outside.

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Spencer sat at the table with Elise, Elise's mother, and Glen's mother, laughing, gossiping, and just talking. Spencer realized, after a short period of time, how much she missed girl talk. Back in Ohio, she would always hang around her mother and her friends while they talked about famine things. She always had tons of fun and could barely wait every weekend to do it again.

"So, Spencer. Please tell us how you managed to find that hunk of a man." Gina, Glen's mom, requested with a playful smile.

Spencer chuckled. "We grew up together and just sort of decided to take being best friends to a new level." She answered casually.

"Mmm, yes I can imagine how hard it must be for you to keep your hands off him." Elaine, Elise's mom, stated while staring hungrily at Aiden.

"Mother!" Elise chastised. "Stop that, not everyone believes in saving themselves for marriage." She added assuming Aiden and Spencer have sex.

"I thought you said you were Christian." Elaine said looking at Spencer.

Oh boy. "I am." Spencer said. "But, um, I'm not abstinent." She admitted with a slight blush.

"Well that's not so bad." Gina inquired. "There are sins worst than that."

Elaine nodded her head in agreement. "Like homosexuality."

Spencer's body visibly stiffened.

"Mother." Elise chastised. "Ashley has that sickness."

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"Come on Ashley." Mike groaned. "There are better parties out there happening right now. We're in LA for Christ's sake." He looked at her. "Let's go crash some of them."

Ashley sat on the last step of the staircase, leading up to the apartment, smoking a cigarette. She looked up at Mike, who stood in front of her, and briefly shook her head no. "I like this party." She lied. It made her more than a little uncomfortable being surrounded by overly religious people. She didn't hate them, they just made her nervous. "Plus I promised Glen I'd stay sober tonight."

"Come on Ash. Those people in there hate you." He spat. "I may be high but I'm sure as hell not blind."

Ashley shrugged. "I still promised Glen."

"Okay." He sighed while stumbling over to take the seat next to Ashley. After a brief moment of silence he looked over at her. "I have some really good shit, Ashley. Are you sure you want to keep this promise thing?"

Putting out the cigarette, brown eyes closed as Ashley leaned her head heavily against the stair railing. "I'm sure."

Mike stood again, nearly tripping, he said. "Well I'm taking off. I'll text you when I find a cool party incase you change your mind."

Ashley didn't say anything. She just nodded her head and decided she was going to stay outside a little while longer before going back to the party.

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Spencer couldn't believe everything the people around her were saying. It just disgusted her how small minded the women around her were. They were saying every mean thing in the book about homosexuality. Spencer was internally raging but had a strained smile plastered on her face despite how angry she felt. What was she supposed to say? She knew absolutely nothing about being gay, including how to deal with judgmental assholes. A silent sigh of relief escaped her lips when Glen announced he was ready for the cake. Spencer immediately started looking around for Ashley and frowned when she couldn't find her. "Um, I'll go get Ashley." She said standing from her seat. She ignored all of the disgusted expressions on Gina, Elise, and Elaine's faces as she headed out the door. A shiver shook her body as she closed the front door and walked towards the stairs. "Ashley?" She asked quietly wondering why Ashley was out in the cold. A smile soon turned frowned graced her lips when she spotted the rock star sitting on the last step of the staircase smoking a cigarette.

Spencer quietly made her way down to Ashley and took the seat next to her. Ashley soon faced her with a small grin plastered on her face. Spencer smiled back and chuckled softly. "It was hell in there." She murmured throwing her arms around the rock star.

Ashley turned her head away from Spencer and blew out a mouth full of smoke while extinguishing the small white bud in her hand against the concrete ground. "What happened?" She asked while gently slipping her hand under her shirt, lightly messaging the small of Spencer's back.

Spencer closed her eyes and nuzzled her nose against the soft warm skin on Ashley's neck. "I really don't want to talk about it." She admitted honestly just wanting forget everything she had heard minutes earlier.

Ashley pulled back a little and stared down at her face. She really wanted to push the subject but decided not to. "Okay." She replied placing a soft kiss on her forehead. "We should get back inside. I'm really cold." She lied. Ashley was more than used to LA's hot days and cold nights but feeling Spencer shiver in her arms told her it was time to go.

Spencer nodded eagerly in agreement as they stood. "Oh by the way it's time to cut the cake."

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After taking a deep breath Ashley opened the door and held it open for Spencer. Spencer walked past her with a reassuring smile on her face which made Ashley feel a little better but that didn't last long. Every religious eye in the room was on her and the disgusted looks on their faces told Ashley they more than a little bothered by her presence. She just ignored them and stood silently between Pops and AJ.

"Mmm, this cake looks amazing." Glen said looking at Ashley. "Thank you for making it like you promised you would."

Their eyes held a little longer and Ashley knew he wasn't only thanking her for the cake but also for keeping her promise about staying sober. "No problem." She retorted with a small smile. It made her feel guilty seeing the joy in his eyes. He was happy that she wasn't high but that wasn't going to last forever, Ashley realized while watching him blow out the candles. The next night, maybe tonight, she would be back to where she was yesterday. In a hotel room with a bag of cocaine. The thought didn't bother her too much. Thinking of cocaine was like thinking of breathing now. It was just apart of her everyday life. "Here you go."

"Thanks." Ashley thanked Gina while taking the paper plate being handed to her.

"You're welcome." The older woman replied dryly, not looking at her.

Ashley ignored her disrespect and walked towards the couch. Silently, she took a seat and started eating her cake. "How are you doing?" Aiden asked while taking the seat next her. "You made a really good cake." He said looking at her. When she said nothing he gritted his teeth in frustration and hissed, "Can you just say something?"

"Fuck off." She said only loud enough for him to hear. "Satisfied? Oh wait don't answer that I already know the answer." She added sarcastically.

"I know what I did earlier today was bad but I promise it was only a once in a lifetime kind of thing." He reassured placing a hand on her shoulder. "Ash I don't want this Spencer thing to come between us. We've been really good friends for awhile and I don't want that to go away." He gave her shoulder a light squeeze before pulling it away. "Can you forgive me?"

Ashley looked into his face and saw sincerity and truth in his vibrant blue eyes. His tone was convincing and Ashley could easily see Aiden using his soft guilty voice, sorry blue eyes, and reassuring words to get anyone to forgive him. Too bad she wasn't anyone. "I can't do that until you do something for me." She replied nonchalantly.

He blinked in surprise. "I'll do anything." He replied hesitantly, afraid she would ask him to tell Spencer about the affair.

"I want you to get tested." She responded without missing a beat.

Aiden choked on the cake in his mouth, "What?" He gasped looking over at her. "Get tested for what?"

"STDs." Ashley answered seriously. "You don't want to risk giving something Spencer, do you?" She questioned looking at him. Reddened face, Aiden looked down at his shoes and slowly shook his head 'no'. "Good, then tomorrow you can call your doctor and have something arranged."

Aiden looked back at her and sighed. "But Cindy was the only girl besides Spencer that I've slept with."

"Do you know all the people Cindy has fucked and their sexual history?" She asked already knowing he didn't.

"That's impossible."

"Okay then, you need to get tested." She asserted firmly.

"Fine." Aiden murmured. "But you can't tell Spencer. She'll get suspicious I think."

Ashley slowly nodded her head 'yes'. "I won't tell Spencer then."

"Good." Aiden smiled. "So we're cool again?"

Ashley laughed harshly while standing. "Not by a long shot." She looked down at him. "But I no longer want to rip your throat out and choke you with it, so I'll say we've taken a step forward."

Aiden just smiled weakly while watching her throw her paper plate away.

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Ashley sat quietly on the floor, ignoring all of the voices around her; she focused solely on the Xbox game she was playing. Halo 2 had always been her favorite Xbox game. Just like all the other games she has ever gotten, Ashley got it a few days before it came out and played it obsessively until she beat it. Growing up, she never went to school, so spent most of her time on guitar and video games. Thinking back, Ashley remembered being 11 years old and walking up to Pops, demanding he put her in school, and then she remembered how mad he got and the words he spoke, 'Fuck school kid, it's not like you're ever going to need it. All the money you'll be making is going to come from your guitar.' Ashley simply mumbled 'okay' and never brought up the subject again. A vibration on her side pocket brought Ashley back to reality. "I don't want to play anymore." She announced handing the controller up to Clay. Standing, Ashley pulled out her cell phone and walked into the kitchen. "Hello?" She mumbled into the phone.

Spencer quickly glanced over at Ashley and saw how happy and animated she was talking to person on the other line of the phone. "Babe, I have to get going." She heard Aiden announce from behind.

Spencer stood from her seat and pecked Aiden's lips quickly before pulling him into a hug. "Call me later." She mumbled into his chest.

Aiden pulled back and smiled. "Will do." He placed a tender kiss on her lips. "See you in New Mexico?"

"Of course." Spencer replied smiling up at him. She didn't know how long they stayed like that, just staring into one another eyes; Spencer saw all of the love and joy he felt for her and was mesmerized by how intense the feeling was. "I love you." She stated meaning every word.

Aiden's smile grew as he replied, "I love you too."

They hugged again and a small sigh of contentment escaped Spencer's lips as she rested her cheek against his chest. She closed her eyes and at that moment she felt safe wrapped in his arms, something she hadn't felt in awhile. Spencer missed that feeling and savored every second of it while enjoying the smell of his cologne. A bright red crimson blush glazed Spencer's face when she opened her eyes and caught Ashley looking at them. Her face was blank; free from any emotion she might have been feeling and Spencer all of sudden felt awkward being in the same room with her. She watched Ashley look away and lightly clear her throat before turning away and continuing her phone conversation. Spencer broke away from Aiden and walked him outside; she needed to get away from Ashley for a little while because the guilt was starting to gnaw at her.

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The party was over and Spencer and Ashley said goodbye to everyone before leaving. They hadn't said much to each other but by the way Ashley grasped Spencer's hand and interlocked their fingers told the blonde everything was alright. It sounded like a total lie but she kept telling herself that anyway. She knew this wasn't fair to Aiden and Ashley but she just couldn't fathom letting either of them go. She did love Ashley very much but she also had those same feeling for Aiden. How could she choose between the two?

Ashley was lost in her own thoughts as they silently walked to the car. The way Spencer was looking at him said more than a thousand words, telling Ashley more than she wanted to hear, and it cut deep, it was painful, but that was life, Ashley reasoned while pulling the keys out of her pockets. Spencer did say she loved me, she internally mused, shouldn't that be enough? This was all my fault anyway. How could I expect Spencer to leave her boyfriend for something she never asked for? Someone she never asked for? Ashley stopped in front of the car and turned to look at the quiet blonde. Distress and confusion was etched clearly over her fair features and it made Ashley feel bad. "Hey," she gently chided while cupping the side of her face. Their eyes met and Ashley smiled. "I love you." She shyly stated placing a light kiss on her lips.

They pulled back and Spencer saw all of the love and care Ashley felt for her shining in happy brown eyes, not hate or disgust like she expected. "I love you too." Spencer replied pulling her head down for another kiss.

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Stumbling through the front door of her beach house, Ashley pushed Spencer up against the door and began hungrily kissing the blonde. Spencer easily accepted the rock star's advances and wrapped her arms around Ashley's neck while feeling her hands slip into her back pockets. "That fucking party was torturous." Ashley whispered kissing her chin. "I wanted you so fucking bad so many times." She groaned kissing up her jaw.

It was all almost too much for Spencer. Feeling Ashley's breasts against her own, hot breath against her ear, and thigh placed firmly between her legs sent an instant wave of desire through her. "Me too." She husked before Ashley grasped her head and pulled her in for another kiss. Ashley pushed her body deeper into Spencer and groaned as Spencer's tongue invaded her mouth, further arousing the horny teen. Her mind was filled with nothing but unquenched lust and the throbbing in her pants was driving her toward a climax she desperately needed. "Mmm I want to feel what I do to you." Ashley rasped shifting a bit to move her hand down between their bodies; she quickly unbuttoned Spencer's jeans and slipped her hand between the blonde's legs, under her panties.

"Ashley." Spencer closed her eyes and gasped, abruptly leaning her head back against the door. Her knees were starting to weaken as her legs trembled uncontrollably as Ashley nipped and sucked along her neck. Grey eyes opened and barely made out the figure standing behind Ashley in the darkened room. Her hand immediately shot down to grasp Ashley's busy wrist. "Ashley, stop." She stuttered, half from arousal half from nervousness.

Ashley nipped lightly on her skin. "No fucking way." She groaned, moving her own body against Spencer as she continued to pleasure the blonde. "You're so fucking close, Spencer. Just a little longer."

Spencer saw the intruder's jaw drop and pushed Ashley away.

"Whoa," Ashley stumbled backwards, almost falling due to her weakened legs, and stared incredulously at Spencer. "Why'd you do that?" She panted confusedly.

Spencer opened and closed her mouth before rolling her eyes and moving her hand over to the light switch. With a flick of her wrist, the lights came on and both teens were shocked to see Kyla and Jason standing a couple of feet away from, obviously surprised. "What are you two doing here?" Ashley asked breaking the awkward silence; her body's throbbing forgotten as she stared into her little sister's face, worried.

Situation forgotten, Kyla moved forward and urgently wrapped her arms around Ashley. Her face was buried against Ashley's neck as she started crying. "I just can't stand her Ash!" Kyla exclaimed through her tears.

Ashley stood confused holding Kyla while staring over at Jason. His hair was shorter, neater, and his pants were decently raised to his waist. Ashley was surprised for a moment at the change and if it weren't for Kyla crying in her arms she would have probably laughed at how nerdy he looked now. "Stand who?" She asked pulling back to stare into her little sister's eyes.

"Mom." Kyla sniffed. "I came here to get away from her." Wiping her eyes she looked back into worried brown eyes. "You said I could come here whenever I wanted, incase I needed to get away, remember?" She asked with a small voice.

Ashley nodded. "I remember." She answered placing a small kiss on her forehead. Looking at Spencer, Ashley saw the tired/concerned look on her face and after looking around at everyone else; she realized everyone looked just as tired as her. "It's been a long day." Ashley stated gently looking at Kyla. "We'll talk more about this tomorrow, okay?" At Kyla's nod she asked her next question. "How long have you been here?"

Kyla thought a moment. "About three days." She confessed sheepishly.

Ashley chewed on the inside of her cheek. "Does mom know you're here?" She asked assuming Brenda knew nothing about Kyla's whereabouts.

Kyla looked away while nodding her head 'no'.

Ashley sighed. "Okay." She mumbled to herself, praying Brenda doesn't call the cops. "You'll have to call her tomorrow or something." She told Kyla. "But for now you and Jack can sleep in the guest room." She looked over at Jason and growled when he opened his mouth to correct her. "I don't care." She bluntly informed him.

Jason sighed and looked to Spencer for help, thinking she had some sort of a hold on the sullen rock star.

Spencer got the message and looked at Ashley. "Ashley." She chastised gently.

Ashley looked at her with mock annoyance, trying to keep a somewhat authoritative demeanor around her sister and Jason, but failed miserably do to the small smile plastered on her lips. "Yeah?" She asked pulling herself completely away from Kyla to face Spencer.

"Hmm." Spencer hummed closing the distance between them; she wrapped her arms loosely around Ashley's neck and placed a chaste kiss on her lips. "Be nice." She purred playfully before placing another small kiss on her lips.

Ashley was momentarily dumbstruck at the public display of affection and looked over at Kyla and Jason, seeing them cover their mouths as they laughed relived her immensely. It was good knowing Kyla and Jason knew about them and chose not to question them being together. She almost wished it were a normal happy relationship, instead of an affair -- Ashley immediately pushed that thought out of her mind and chastised herself for thinking badly. She didn't want to dwell on the bad, she just wanted to live in the now, where she was happy. "It's not that funny." She groaned, only making Kyla and Jason laugh harder.

"I'm so sorry Ash," Kyla started between laughter. "It's just I have never seen you so red before!" She exclaimed laughing a little harder.

Ashley looked at Spencer with an expression that asked 'happy now?' and chuckled when Spencer started laughing too. They kissed again but it wasn't as chaste as the last two. It was tender, sweet, and serious, and when the kiss ended Ashley looked over at Kyla and was surprised to see the expression she wore on her face. She no longer laughed or was even smiling. She was just expressionless. Ashley looked back into loving grey eyes. "Why don't you and Jason get ready for bed?" She suggested casually. "I have to talk to Kyla for a second."

Spencer didn't hesitate placing another small kiss on Ashley's lips before following Kyla's boyfriend upstairs. Ashley watched them leave before turning her attention back to her sister. "What's wrong, Ky? You look upset?" She inquired nervously.

Kyla looked away and questioned whether she should answer or not. "I don't know, Ash." She sighed looking back into her sister's brown eyes. "It's just I don't want to see you get…..hurt." She answered carefully.

"What makes you think I'll get hurt?"

Kyla looked away again. "Ashley, I like Spencer and I know you do too but isn't she still with Aiden?" She looked up into her sister's face and continued when Ashley nodded her head 'yes'. "Then what are you doing?" She asked confusedly. "Those first two kisses seemed like jokes to me but that last one looked pretty real."

Ashley's face clouded over with sadness. "I um appreciate your concern Kyla. If the roles were reversed I'd probably be telling you the same things." Except the words would be; leave, run as fast as you can, and hide forever. "But I really do love Spencer – and before you ask – she loves me too." She looked away. "She just needs time to see who her boyfriend really is."

Kyla didn't understand but didn't question Ashley further. Her older sister looked tired and she didn't want to make things worse for her. "Alright." She said in a tone that told Ashley the subject was being dropped. Kyla smiled and ruffled Ashley's hair a bit. "When'd you do this?" She asked referring to her hair cut.

Ashley shrugged. "A few days ago, like it?"

Kyla's smile widened. "Yeah, it suits you."

"Good." Ashley looked up the stairs when she heard heavy laughter erupt from both Spencer and Jason. Hearing them brought another question to mind. "How long has he been here?" She asked looking at Kyla.

Kyla laughed nervously. "Three days but we've been sleeping and only sleeping in the guest bed." She looked around the empty room before eyeing her sister. "Why are the two beds upstairs the only things you have in this place besides your clothes?" She questioned with amusement.

Ashley chuckled. "I guess I'm lazy."

Kyla's jaw dropped. "Too lazy to shop? Are you sure you're human?" She teased.

Ashley playfully rolled her eyes. "I personally like the place empty. It'd make any jackass stupid enough to rob me feel….stupid."

Kyla laughed. "Oh like anyone would be able to get passed all the security you have in this place. You gave me all the codes and it still took some work to get in here."

"Then I guess it works." She shrugged. "Speaking of security, are the cops or anything after you? I know Brenda must be scared to death."

Kyla sobered quickly and again let out a nervous laugh. "I might have heard from a friend that I'm all over the news." She answered sheepishly.

"Wonderful." Ashley mumbled trying her best not to look as mad as she felt. Her efforts heightened when she saw guilt was over her sister's features. "Come ere kiddo." She said playfully pulling her into another hug.

"I'm so sorry Ash, but I couldn't stay there." She murmured wrapping her arms around Ashley. "I hate this new guy." She sniffled.

Ashley immediately pulled away at the amount of anguish in Kyla's tone. "He didn't try anything….." She trailed off when Kyla shook her head 'no'. "Good." She said in relief. At her sister's yawn Ashley placed another kiss on her forehead. "We'll talk more in the morning, okay?" Kyla yawned again before saying okay. The two made their way upstairs.

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"Are you sure it doesn't look bad?" Jason asked a giggling Spencer.

Spencer shook her head 'no'. "They look great on you." She said eyeing the girl camo pajama pants he was wearing. "And it's way better than you sleeping your tity whites or jeans." She couldn't stop the hysterical laughter that came with remembering walking into the guest room to find Jason wearing only the smallest underwear she had ever seen on a boy.

"It's not that funny." Jason said with a blush. Sure the first time Spencer walked in on him and made fun of his underwear made him laugh, but now, after being laughed at at least five different times, it was starting to get annoying.

"I'm sorry." Spencer apologized through the tears running down her face. "I'll stop." She promised biting down on her bottom lip.

"Are those my pants!"

Spencer looked to the doorway and laughed harder when she saw the outrage expression on Ashley's face. They were in Ashley's bedroom; Jason standing in front of the mirror and Spencer sitting on the bed. "Hey this wasn't my idea." Jason explained pointing to Spencer, who was oblivious to anything but her own laughter. "She made me!"

Ashley turned her disgusted look to Spencer, but had to smile at the blonde, who was near hysteria with her laughter. "Is that true?"

Spencer took a few deep breaths before answering Ashley. "It was either that or his man panties." She said between her laughter.

Jason's blush grew as Ashley stared at him with very wide eyes. "Man panties?" She asked slowly trying to keep her own laughter at bay as she pictured the tall scrawny boy in man panties.

"Hey they were the only clean underwear I could find." He said defensively walking towards the door. "Thanks for the PJ's." He called over his shoulder before leaving the room.

Ashley walked after him and locked the door when he left, thinking she was going to burn the pants when he finished with them. Groaning at the thought, she faced Spencer and smiled at her flush from laughing face. "That was scary." She said shuddering.

Spencer nodded in agreement and said nothing as Ashley disappeared into her massive walk in closet. She took this time to examine the rock star's bedroom. It was large, gorgeous, and mostly empty. Only a bed and Ashley's scattered clothes filled the room. The rest of it was just empty space. Spencer scooted back on the bed and sighed while nestling against the comfy white pillow under her head. She closed her eyes and thought back to her own home in Ohio. It wasn't as extravagant as the homes in LA but it was still pretty pricy. They lived in a large two story house that sat on three acres of land. Spencer loved it there, especially during summer time. Her mother would always throw a party on the first day of summer. Inviting all of their family and friends, Arthur would BBQ while Paula set up the fun stuff like their volleyball net, slip n slides, and Spencer's favorite; their small go cart track. Spencer sighed and realized for the first time in a while how home sick she felt.

Ashley stood at her closet door way and watched Spencer. She looked sad and very deep in thought, confusing Ashley. Did Spencer want to leave? Was she uncomfortable being here with…me? All of the rock star's insecurities hit her hard and she felt like her head would explode with the amount of stress running through her head. Hesitating, she walked quietly to the bed and climbed on. "What's wrong?" She asked approaching the blonde.

Opening grey eyes, Spencer pulled her head up and made eye contact with Ashley. "I'm just a little home sick." She answered letting her head fall back on the pillow.

Ashley moved higher up on the bed and lied on her side facing Spencer. "Is there anything I can do to help?" She asked suggestively running her finger up and down the blonde's arm. "I'm good at cheering people up." She added with a rakish grin.

"Hmm, really? Do I want to know you're technique?" She asked playfully.

"Oh yeah." Ashley purred moving her hand up to her under arm.

Spencer let out a loud squeal as Ashley starting tickling her. She rolled around on the bed trying to get away from her assaulting fingers but it didn't help much. The two started rolling around in bed together, trying to tickle one another while laughing. It wasn't long before Spencer gained the upper hand. Ashley had fallen on her back and watched as Spencer straddled waist and started attacking the tan skin on her abdomen. Spencer could feel herself enjoying this more than she should have so stopped. Gliding her fingers up under Ashley's shirt, watching her flush face as she panted, trying to catch her breath, sent a jolt of desire through the blonde. Spencer quickly got off her and flung herself on the other side of the bed, lying on her back next to Ashley; she grasped the rock star's hand while fighting to control her own breathing. "You're technique worked." She said with a lazy smile.

"It does every time." Ashley said smugly. "I can't tell you how many girls I fuc-" She stopped abruptly when she realized what she almost admitted. She had no idea how to coax a girl into having sex when she started being sexuality active. Well the girls that weren't groupies. The normal girls she would find in a store or on the streets would be the ones that stumped her. After a lot of trial and errors she found out what worked and what didn't. One of her tactics was to find a girl, ask her for directions to the hotel she was staying at, claim she still had no idea where it was, and ask the girl as politely as she could to take her there. The girls would usually agree and Ashley would invite them up to her hotel room, as a way of thanking them, when they got there. Of course they wouldn't pass up a chance to see an expensive luxury suite in a 5 star hotel. Ashley would lead the way, internally cheering, and would give the girl a tour of the place. After a lot of small talk and hanging out, Ashley would lead them to her room and fling herself onto the comfortable bed, moaning 'You have to check this out'. Her victim would always do so and they would start with the small talk again and then Ashley would find some way to slyly add a tickle attack, get them into a sexual position, get the girl turned on, and fuck her. After all of that, Ashley would laugh, kick them out, shower, and fall asleep.

Spencer moved her hand out of Ashley's and sat up. She looked down into the rock star's face and noticed how mortified she looked. "And is that how you were going to get some from me?" She asked, surprised by the anger and hurt in her voice.

"I didn't mean to say that." Ashley mumbled. "And fucking you was the last thing on my mind when I started our little tickle fest. My intent was to make you smile, laugh, and forget about you're homesickness. I guess I failed." She added turning over on her side, her back facing Spencer.

Spencer felt like crap staring at Ashley's sulking form. She should have never assumed what Ashley's intentions were but couldn't stop herself. She did love Ashley but there was a major trust issue between them. Ashley being with other women would always be on Spencer's mind and that bothered her. The only way to really stop those thoughts and Ashley's actions would be to give herself fully to Ashley but that would mean giving up Aiden. Her chest tightened at the thought but she knew it had to be done. She loved Aiden and apart of her didn't want to do this. Didn't want to lose him but a bigger part wanted Ashley.

Spencer moved her hands to the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head. Soon, her bra, pajama pants and underwear went to. Her clothes lied discarded on the floor and Spencer fought back a shiver as she looked back over at Ashley, naked as the day she was born. She was wearing her classical sleeping attire; tank top and boxer shorts and Spencer couldn't wait to strip them off. Silently, she moved over towards Ashley and curled up against her. Her chest coming in contact with Ashley's back as she spooned tightly against the rock star. She nuzzled the nape of Ashley's neck while moving her hand under her shirt, making smooth gentle circles on her toned abdomen.

Ashley's eyes were wide opened as she felt Spencer's bare body press against her own. She wondered what the blonde was up to, especially when she felt the hand slip under her under her shirt. "Spencer?" She whispered, feeling fingertips slip under the elastic band of her shorts.

"Shh." Spencer murmured against her ear. "Just listen okay?" At Ashley's short nod Spencer moved her hand back up and kept it on her stomach. "First off I want to apologize for assuming all you wanted was sex but it's really hard to convince myself that's not true." She admitted honestly. "Since day one that's what you've told me but I don't think it's true anymore.."

"It's not." Ashley asserted quickly.

"Good." Spencer smiled. "Then I want to be with you Ashley. I want to be…I guess you're girlfriend." She paused a moment. "And only yours."

Ashley rolled over on her back and watched Spencer nestle up against her side; her blonde head resting on her bare shoulder as she draped her legs over both Ashley's. "Are you saying what I think you're saying?" She asked suspiciously.

Spencer picked her head up and shifted a bit to look into brown eyes. "I'm breaking up with Aiden." She confirmed in a small almost sad voice. Clearing her throat a bit, she added with as much cheerfulness and joy as she could muster, "Congratulations Ms. Davies, I'm officially yours."

Ashley could see right through all of Spencer's attempts to sound positive. "Are you sure you want to do that? I'm not exactly someone to bring home to the rents." She joked weakly, wondering why Spencer was doing this. She knew Spencer loved her but also knew she loved Aiden, just as much if not more and her tone said enough to tell Ashley she didn't really want to break up with him. It just all sounded so fake, forced, and that bothered Ashley.

"I'm a thousand percent sure." Spencer whispered. "I…I want you Ashley and my parents will eventually warm up to you." She smiled a little. "You can charm the pants off anyone when you want to, Ashley."

Ashley laughed. "Hmm I guess you're living proof of that." She said looking beyond Spencer's bare waist.

Blushing furiously, Spencer buried her head against Ashley's neck and groaned, "I'm never going to get used to this naked thing."

"Hey." Ashley cooed, rising up on her elbows; she tilted Spencer' chin up and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. "Naked suites you so there's no reason for you to be embarrassed, especially around me." She added bringing a hand up to caress her blushing cheek.

"I just can't help it sometimes." Spencer chuckled nervously. "I guess I'm just not as comfortable with it as you are." She admitted feeling a little naïve.

Ashley smiled. "Being comfortable around people naked 24/7 is only required if you plan on living in a nudist colony. Which I hope isn't true."

"Definitely not." Spencer reassured.

"Then it's not something I expect from you." She lovingly brushed her hand through soft blonde hair. "I don't want you doing things you're uncomfortable with, Spencer. Especially if you're doing them to please me." She kissed her again. "Just you being in my air space makes me incredibly happy." She added honestly.

Spencer stared into her eyes and saw nothing but honesty shining in her dark brown eyes. "That means a lot to me." She confessed trying not to cry. Conversations like this never went well with Aiden. There were things he would ask her to do that would make her feel extremely uncomfortable, but she did them anyways because she didn't want to deal with the arguments and the name calling that would always follow after her saying 'no'. But she realized Ashley was nothing like Aiden. She actually cared about her comfort and feelings, something Aiden was never really good at doing, and if he did care he never expressed it well.

Ashley was confused by the tears that fell from Spencer's eyes and she couldn't help but wonder if she said something wrong. "What's wrong?" She asked gently wiping the tears off her face.

Spencer answered by cupping the side of her face and brushing her lips against Ashley's in a slow sensual way. "I love you Ashley." She whispered before gently wiping away the reminiscence of their kiss on her quivering bottom lip. Ashley didn't have to say anything for Spencer to know how she felt at the moment. All the love and care shined freely through desire filled eyes as Ashley brought her head back down. Their lips melted together again and Ashley whimpered when she felt Spencer's breast barley brush against her own. "Wait, won't Kyla and Jason hear?" Spencer asked as Ashley rolled her over on her back.

Ashley smiled down at Spencer. "Sound proof walls." She whispered nudging Spencer's thighs apart. "Got to love them." She gasped pushing her hips into Spencer's, moaning as she felt Spencer push back.

Spencer moved her hands up over Ashley's ass, back, neck; burying her finger is soft auburn hair, she pulled Ashley closer, wishing she could feel all of what the rock star's clothes were covering. "Ms. Davies I do believe you're over dressed." She said releasing the hold on her hair.

Ashley chuckled and sat up on her knees. She took a moment to study blonde. She lied flat on her back, chest heaving, and face flushed; Ashley realized she was the luckiest person in the world at that moment. "You're so beautiful Spencer." She whispered passionately bringing her hands to the hem of her shirt; she took it off in one swift motion and shivered as the cold air in the room came into contact with her bare breasts.

Sitting up, Spencer wasted no time capturing Ashley's lips in a hungry kiss fueled by the rock star's busy hands on her body. "Let's stay here forever." Spencer panted as their lips broke apart.

Ashley placed her hands on Spencer's bare hips and moved her onto her lap. "Yeah, a place with hardly anything in it. Can you really live with nothing?" She asked running a loving hand through long blonde hair.

Spencer nodded, her face serious. "I don't care as long as I have you with me." She kissed her lips gently. "That's all that matters, Ashley."

Ashley swallowed hard and looked away from Spencer's intense gaze. Her words were filled with so much love and truth that Ashley nearly cried. She couldn't remember the last time someone made her feel special, needed, loved, and she realized for the first time in forever how much her soul yearned to hear those things. But she couldn't fully fathom it all. It just all seemed too surreal. Too good to be true. Spencer in her house, Spencer in her bed, Spencer breaking up with Aiden, was this really happening? Or was reality playing a cruel trick on her and she was dreaming? God, she hoped this wasn't a dream. "Don't leave me." She whispered desperately. The thought of Spencer going away the next day, the next week, or ever made Ashley's chest hurt. She loved Spencer and knew she would somehow mess everything up and couldn't stop herself pleading, "Promise me you won't ever leave, no matter what." She felt guilty making Spencer promise but she couldn't deal with the pain Spencer's departure would bring.

Grey eyes focused solely on the teary brown eyes before her. She could hear the desperation and fear in Ashley's voice and had to set her mind at ease. "I promise you Ashley Davies, no matter what happens, I will never leave you." She promised with her own tears running down her face.

Ashley pulled Spencer to her and kissed her deeply, putting all of the love and joy she felt in that moment in their kiss; she felt arms wrap around her shoulders as Spencer sighed into their kiss. Now, she really hoped this wasn't a dream.

Spencer felt relaxed, happy, and safe in Ashley's embrace and felt the love radiate off her in waves. Everything was good at that moment, perfect, and she wouldn't trade what was happening now for anything else in the world.

Ashley broke the kiss and smiled at the blonde. "Enjoying yourself?" She asked while nuzzling the expanse of Spencer's neck, inhaling the lavender scented skin.

"I always enjoy being with you." Spencer admitted closing her eyes while Ashley placed featherlike kisses along her neck and shoulders. "Feel how much I enjoy being with you," Spencer whispered thrusting her hips forward.

Ashley moaned as Spencer wrapped her legs around her waist and started to lightly grinding her wetness against her. "I love the way you feel." She murmured against the hollow of her throat, running her hands up and down Spencer's back. "Every inch of you." She nipped lightly along both collar bones, resting her hands on a firm ass, she pulled Spencer tighter against her.

Spencer moaned while moving her hands up, burying them in short auburn hair; she closed her eyes while arching her head back, enjoying the immense pleasure she was receiving from moving against Ashley. "Oh god." She gasped feeling Ashley cup the under side of her breast.

Ashley couldn't keep her hands to herself as she watched Spencer's chest thrust up from her arching. Brown eyes stared hungrily at Spencer's erect nipples and brought her palm up. Carefully, she started rolling a stiff bud against it and enjoyed listening to Spencer's moans as she brought her mouth down on the other one. "You taste so fucking good, Spencer." She moaned pleasurably while rubbing her cheek against the hard nipple, making Spencer's hips move a little faster against her. Ashley moved her hands up Spencer's body and cupped the back of her head, bring their lips crashing together. Their kiss was deep and sensual, both taking their time to explore each other's mouths. Ashley felt Spencer's hips slow down and broke the kiss. "I love you, Spencer." She murmured nibbling down her jaw and neck. Raising her head, Ashley stared into hooded grey eyes. "I'm going to show you how much," She added pushing Spencer down on her back.

Spencer breathlessly watched Ashley remove her boxer shorts and waited almost impatiently for her to finish, wanting to feel her firm body against her own again. Ashley moved on top of Spencer and both teens moaned as bare breasts pressed tightly against each other. Spencer grabbed a handful of Ashley's hair and pulled her head down. The kiss was raw, urgent, demanding, and full of need and desire that filled both girls. "You feel so good baby." Ashley murmured against her neck. "I love being with you."

Spencer smiled and then gasped when she felt her drenched folds being lightly stroked. "Ashley." She sighed wrapping her arms around a soft tan neck while thrusting her hips, trying to further the contact.

"You feel so good, love." Ashley whispered against her ear. "So wet, soft…" Her words trailed off as she nudged Spencer's legs further apart and shifted her body. Two sets of mouths let out deep languid moans as Ashley's wetness came into contact with Spencer's.

"Oh god, Ashley." Spencer gasped feeling Ashley move her hips against hers.

"You feel so fucking good Spencer." Ashley groaned against the warmth of Spencer's neck. "So good…"

Spencer didn't say anything as she ran her hands down Ashley's back and placed them on Ashley's ass, pulling her deeper against her. They moved together until Ashley pulled away, ignoring Spencer's whimper of protest. "Spread your legs a bit more, love." She whispered. "I want you so fucking bad Spencer."

Spencer felt Ashley's hand slip between their bodies and moaned when she felt Ashley's body move back against her own, her hand exposing more of her sex against Spencer's. The blonde had nothing to compare how good it felt to feel Ashley so fully exposed and against her. It was far too great for words and better than anything she had ever done with Aiden. "Oh, Ashley, it feels so good. Oh god, so good to feel you."

"Mmm." Ashley groaned, moving her hips in sync with Spencer's, the pleasure so immense she knew it wouldn't be long before she came. She lowered herself on her forearms and brought her lips down to Spencer's, wanting to hold back, she slowed her hips down, and sensually kissed Spencer, enjoying every crevice her tongue explored in the blonde's mouth. Ashley broke the kiss when she felt Spencer move urgently against her. She looked down into the grey eyes she loved so much and started moving faster against her. Spencer stared deeply into the brown eyes staring deeply into hers and found herself lost in them.

Their gaze held as both girls felt their hearts beating painfully hard and fast against their chests. Ashley dipped her head and planted several tiny kisses over Spencer's forehead and cheeks before nipping up her jaw and sucking on a soft earlobe. Heavy breathing and the sounds of their bodies moving urgently against each other filled the room as both teens neared their release. Ashley moved her mouth down and sucked hard on the blonde's neck as she felt Spencer thrust harder against her. Crying out, Spencer arched her back, waves crashing through her body, she felt her sex explode and clutched Ashley's back as hard as she could while thrusting harder into the rock star.

Ashley felt Spencer convulse against her and quickly followed just as hard while staring into the blonde's face flushed with ecstasy. Her breath caught as she came, pleasuring pulsating every nerve in her body; her arms gave out and she collapsed, spent, on top of Spencer. Spencer wrapped her arms around the rock star and held her close. "Oh, god." She moaned, glowing. "That was incredible." She said between her pants.

Ashley smiled and lifted her head up. "Hope you're not too tired." She placed a gentle kiss on her lips. "I'm not finished with you yet." She whispered mischievously while kissing down the blonde's body, stopping at her chest to tease both her breasts before continuing down.

Spencer saw where Ashley was headed and held her breath as Ashley's mouth hovered between her legs. "I wonder if you taste as good as you feel." Ashley said huskily while dipping her head, teasing Spencer by kissing and sucking up the insides of her thighs. Ashley parted soaked folds and blissfully ran her tongue from the blonde's opening to her clit, causing Spencer's hips to jerk.

Ashley continued eating the blonde out while feeling two encouraging hands in her hair, pushing her tongue deeper against. Ashley hummed her pleasure as she caressed the outside of the blonde's thighs, loving Spencer's taste. She never ate groupies out but that first night she saw Spencer in her hotel room, she just couldn't help it. She was just too appealing to resist. Ashley's nose nuzzled Spencer's clit as her tongue moved in and out of her, drinking up all of her passion before moving up. Moaning, she wrapped her lips around her clit and sucked the hard bud into her mouth, teasing it with her tongue until she heard Spencer cry out, cum, and beg for her to stop. Ashley kissed her way up Spencer's body and nipped the hollow of her throat before collapsing and wrapping herself around the blonde.

Spencer continued to jerk and tremble as she fought to control her breathing. She looked down and saw Ashley's head on her chest. "I love you." She whispered bringing her hand up to stroke the rock star's hair.

Ashley smiled and kissed the skin under her cheek. "I love you too."

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Ashley was laying flat on top of Spencer with her hands tucked under her torso, legs intertwined, and head resting on her chest, listening to a distant heartbeat. Spencer had fallen asleep hours ago, her breaths deep and even as she slept. Ashley was wide awake, her mind too busy to give into her body's exhaustion and sleep. Cocaine. It was taunting her, running through her mind. She wanted it. Needed it. Her mind was playing tricks on her. She could smell it, taste it, feel it entering her bloodstream, and it made her shudder. God, apart of her just wanted to get out of bed, out of the house, into her car and find a club. A club she was familiar with. A club with dealers. Ashley closed her eyes and tried to focus solely on Spencer. She needed to stop thinking about the cocaine. As much as she wanted it….she just couldn't. Not with her sister and Spencer around. Never with Spencer around.

"Mmm, are you awake?" She heard a sleepy voice grumble.

Ashley picked her head up and moved up Spencer's body. Holding herself up on her forearms, she lowered her head and placed a soft kiss on the groggy blonde's lips. "Did I wake you?" She asked slightly confused. She wasn't making any noise.

Spencer smiled and opened her sleepy eyes fully, moving her hand up to the back of Ashley's neck; she absently played with the hairs on the nape of her neck as she answered. "You're leg was moving the bed."

"It was?" Ashley asked confused. "What do you mean?"

Spencer's smile fell as she looked into Ashley's confused face. "Um, you're leg, I could feel it tremble really bad and it was making the bed vibrate." She paused. "I thought you were doing that on purpose."

Ashley shook her head 'no'. "I wasn't." She smiled sheepishly, but it looked strained to Spencer. "Guess I was just too deep in thought to have noticed."

Now it was Spencer's turn to look confused. "Oh, what were you thinking about?" She held her breath as she waited for Ashley to answer. Was she having second thoughts about being with me? She wondered fearfully.

Ashley thought a moment before flashing Spencer a blinding smile. "Nothing important." She lied not wanting Spencer to know the truth. She knew Spencer would think she was addicted to cocaine if she told her the truth. How the drug was always in the back of her mind. How bad she craved it. How bad she wanted it now. "It's still really late. You should get some more sleep." She whispered placing another kiss on her lips.

Spencer wanted to protest but felt too tired. She nodded her head 'okay' to Ashley and watched her roll out of bed. "Where are you going?" She questioned sleepily.

Ashley looked at her. "Bathroom."

Spencer mumbled 'okay' and let her eyes close shut.

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Ashley entered her large luxurious bathroom and closed the door. "Fuck what's wrong with me." She asked her reflection in the mirror. "You're so fucking restless." She mumbled turning on the water in the sink. Grabbing a small wash cloth, she poured some warm water over it and started scrubbing her face. "God, I need it so bad." She groaned throwing the cloth at the wall, feeling more than frustrated. "Fuck." She hissed wanting to just break something. "I need to get out of here." She reasoned walking out of the bathroom. Looking at Spencer, she was relieved to see her fast asleep. She didn't feel like answering any of the questions she knew Spencer would ask.

Ashley quickly threw on her discarded clothes and quietly walked out of the room. She stared at the door in front of her and wondered if she should check on Kyla and Jason. She doubted they would do anything more than make out in bed, especially with her in the house, but still decided to see what compromising position she would find them in. Opening the door, she peeked inside the dark room and was surprised to see Jason on the floor and Kyla in the bed. With wide brown eyes, Ashley closed the door and walked downstairs. She had no idea what she was going to go do but knew she had to get out.

The salty fresh ocean air felt good on her skin as Ashley walked outside. She walked bare footed through the sand thinking about Spencer. What would her breaking up with Aiden make them? Girlfriends? Ashley almost laughed at the thought. Could she be somebody's girlfriend? Faithful, committed, and kind? Was that her? Ashley sighed and stopped. Looking over at the parking lot she saw two black cars. She knew those cars held her bodyguards so decided to have a little chat with them, wanting to do something, anything, other than think.

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Spencer turned in bed and was surprised to feel a blanket over her naked body. Opening grey eyes, she sat up and looked around for Ashley. The rock star was nowhere to be seen. Spencer sighed and flopped back down on the bed. "It would have been nice to wake with her" She said out loud, looking at the ceiling. "I guess that's just not her style." Spencer didn't like the way that sounded and immediately chastised herself for saying it. "I have to be patient with her." She reasoned while getting out of bed. "She's new to this." She froze momentarily at the thought. New to what? What the hell were they? Spencer groaned as she found some clothes to put on. They were Ashley's but she knew the rock star wouldn't care.

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Ashley sat cross legged on one of the counter tops in the kitchen, drinking a cup of coffee. It was 5 Am and they had to get going soon. She had convinced one of her body guards to go find a grocery store and buy everything she needed on a list she made for him. When he came back Ashley got to work. Expertly cooking a really big breakfast that consumed a lot of her time and mind. But it kept her mind off cocaine and that was the point. Ashley put her cup down and stared at the piles of food scattered around her kitchen. Everything from pancakes to grits filled the room and she chuckled. "God, the people in this house better be hungry."

Spencer stared wide eyed at the food. "Ashley there is enough food in here to feed a small army." She gawked turning surprised grey eyes on Ashley. "What were you thinking while you were making all of this food?" She added playfully walking towards the blushing teen.

"I was thinking breakfast." She answered sheepishly hopping off the counter top. "Hope you're hungry." She said with a hint of seduction in her tone.

Spencer chuckled as she walked to the sink. "Famished after last night's work out and I bet you feel the same." She answered washing her hands. Turning around, Spencer gasped when she found herself stuck between a hard place and Ashley. "I'm starving." Ashley purred running her hands up Spencer's sides, kissing up her jaw. "But not for food." She whispered hotly in her ear.

Ashley grasped the hem of Spencer's shirt, ready to whip it off, and groaned when she heard two sets of feet rush down the stairs. "Well, there goes my appetite." She mumbled moving away from Spencer.

"There'll be other opportunities, love." The nickname just slipped out of her mouth and she was just as surprised as Ashley to hear it flow so easily out of her mouth.

Ashley internally shivered at the name and tried her best not to look as giddy as she felt. "I'm holding you to that."

Spencer just winked and greeted both Kyla and Jason as they walked into the kitchen. "Sup dude." Jason answered heading straight for the pile of omelets.

"Morning Spencer," Kyla replied before walking up to Ashley; she gave her a quick morning hug and eyed all of the food. "Ha ha, awesome Ash," was all she said before heading towards the pancakes.

"Guys sleep well?" Ashley asked against the rim of her coffee cup.

"Yes." Kyla replied.

"No." Jason mumbled giving Kyla a dirty look.

Kyla just rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to Ashley. "Thanks for trusting us enough to let us sleep in the same room."

Ashley shrugged, "You guys have been here for the last three days. I'm sure you guys have already done anything you wanted to do by now. Which I hope is nothing."

Jason laughed. "I wish Kyla would do anything." Jason immediately stopped laughing when he met Ashley's cold stare. He cleared his throat. "Uh, I was just kidding."

Ashley just snorted and took another sip of her coffee.

Soon the kitchen filled with endless chatter as everyone but Ashley ate. She watched as her sister, Spencer, and Jason talked about movies, TV, and other things she was completely clueless about. Listening to them, it reminded her of how different she was from her peers. Growing up, she never had a favorite TV show, she didn't watch kiddie movies, and she didn't have a stable best friend. Her childhood was a joke. Only revolving around her guitar playing and media coverage. "You have to call Brenda." She said looking at Kyla, remembering their tight schedule. They were due to leave for New Mexico in a couple of hours and Ashley didn't want to be late, knowing it'd piss everyone off.

Kyla stopped laughing and met Ashley's gaze. "Right now?" She asked whining.

Ashley nodded her head 'yes'. "We have to leave for New Mexico soon." She explained apologetically.

Spencer saw Kyla's face harden and took this as her cue to leave. She looked over at Jason. "Hey, want to come look at Ashley's car with me?"

Jason nodded his head eagerly. "Awsome." He looked over at Ashley. "Can we?"

Ashley fought back an eye roll. "The doors should be already unlocked." She said looking at Spencer, thanking her with her eyes.

Spencer got the message and walked into the garage with Jason.

"You always do this!" Kyla shouted, her frustration and anger filling her tone.

"Do what?" Ashley asked calmly.

"Leave." Kyla hissed rushing out of the kitchen.

Ashley sighed and followed her. "Kyla." She said stopping the 15year old dead in her tracks by the staircase.

Kyla faced her. "What?" She snapped just wanting to go upstairs and pack her things. "I'm grabbing my stuff so you can get rid of me and never have to see me again. That's what you want right?"

Ashley's own frustration got the best of her. "What the fuck is you're problem?" She demanded too worked up to control herself. "You know I hate leaving, you know I would never intentionally want to get rid of you, and you know I love you too much to never want to see you again. Why would you even say that?" She asked softening her tone. Kyla collapsed against the staircase wall and started crying uncontrollably. Ashley was immediately at her side cradling her little sister in her arms, stroking her hair as she asked "What's the matter Ky?"

Kyla cried a little longer before answering. "Mom." She choked out. "She told me I couldn't see or talk to you ever again." She pulled back and looked into Ashley's face with puffy brown eyes. "I left because she wouldn't let me call you or anything. I don't care that you go to strip clubs, Ash. It's not fair what mom's doing."

Ashley looked away from her little sister's tear stained face, feeling ashamed, guilty, and sad. "Brenda's doing the right thing keeping us apart Ky." She admitted sadly. "I'm not a very good influence on you." She admitted standing.

Kyla stared at her with confusion and also stood. "So you have sex. I don't care Ashley that's you're life and people have it all of the time. I don't see why Mom is making a big deal out of that."

Ashley chuckled humorlessly as she turned to face Kyla. "It's not just that Kyla." She swallowed hard. "I do a lot of other bad things too."

"Like what?" Kyla asked slowly, not understanding.

Ashley opened her mouth to answer but then closed it. "I don't want to talk about it." She murmured honestly, her voice pleading.

Kyla just nodded and took a few steps towards her sister. Placing a hand on her upper arm she asked, "It's not anything dangerous right? Like it won't kill you or anything. Will it?"

"You need to call Brenda." Ashley said walking away from Kyla. "Give her directions to the place incase she wants to pick you up." She called over her shoulder, stepping into the kitchen.

The subject change, and Ashley's departure, did not surprise Kyla. She always ran away from her problems, and Kyla knew that. With a heavy sigh, she headed upstairs, intent on finding her cell phone.

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Ashley hugged Kyla a final time and spat her goodbye at Jason.

Kyla looked into her older sister's eyes. "I don't care about the bad things you do, Ash. I still love you always, okay?"

Ashley kissed her forehead. "Thank you. I love you too, always. And you're still welcomed to come here whenever you want." Kyla nodded her head. "Good, I'll see you soon alright?"

"Right."

Brenda sat in the car outside her beach house waiting patiently for Kyla and Jason. Ashley didn't have enough nerve to even glance at her mother as she watched Kyla and Jason walk towards the car. With a heavy sigh, she turned around and walked into her house. "Ready to go?" She asked Spencer who was standing at the kitchen doorway.

Spencer nodded her head 'yes' and they walked towards the rental car.

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Ashley sat on the couch, staring blankly at the TV screen, her hands unconsciously controlled the xbox controller in her grasp but didn't do much justice to the game she was playing. She couldn't focus much on anything. Every pore in her body screamed for cocaine and no matter what she did her cravings wouldn't let up. Sitting next to Glen playing Halo 2, it was still in her mind, her cravings gnawing at her to a point where she couldn't think straight.

"Okay Ashley what's going on?" Glen asked looking at her.

"Huh?" Ashley muttered meeting his gaze. "What do you mean?"

"I killed you like 5 times in a row. The only times I ever beat you is when you're either sleeping or not playing. Something is obviously wrong."

Ashley dropped her controller and stood. "I'm just feeling tired." She lied, not feeling anything other than her body's need for cocaine. "I think I'll go get some sleep or something." She said before facing away from the blonde.

Spencer watched, concerned, as Ashley walked past her and entered the back room. She looked at Clay, who she was playing cards with, and smiled apologetically, "I'm going to go see what's wrong with her." She said standing. "That okay?"

Clay nodded his head 'yes'. "That's fine." He looked over at Glen. "Need someone to play with?"

"Yeah bro." Glen called back.

Spencer turned and headed to the back room.

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Ashley stood in front of the bed pacing back and forth, eyes wild, her body too restless for sleep, it was all she could do to burn off some of her anxious energy. Hearing the door open, her gaze landed on Spencer and with unfocused eyes she watched the blonde step in and close the door.

Spencer turned and yelped in surprise as Ashley pinned her against the door, attacking her mouth. It was different from their past kisses. Raw, brutal, urgent, and it scared her. Spencer moved her head to the side and felt Ashley's assaulting lips on her neck, violently sucking on her fair smooth skin there. "Ashley." She cried out. "Stop it, that hurts."

Ashley visibly flinched at the words and staggered back, moving away from Spencer, she sat on the edge of the bed and buried her head in her hands. So many different emotions ran through her as she tried to catch her breath, bearings, and control. She had to snort softly at that last thought. Control. She had lost all of it. But for some strange reason she couldn't remember when. When her drug use got so bad. At first she had a couple of good reasons for using drugs. The cocaine made her feel good, like superman, making her the life of every party. It also helped her stay awake longer. Now, she had no idea why she continued to use it. She kept telling herself she could stop when ever she wanted but now she wasn't so sure.

"Ashley?"

She heard her name whispered softly and looked up. "I'm so sorry Spencer." She choked out looking into worried grey eyes. "I didn't mean….I…I…couldn't stop….I" Ashley looked away and ran a frustrated hand through her hair. "I have to get out of here." She stated abruptly, standing before being gently pushed back down by Spencer. Confused brown eyes looked up and met grey.

"Talk to me Ashley." Spencer said kneeling in front of the rock star, taking her hand. "You're shaking." She said looking down at the trembling hand in her grasp. Looking up she met troubled brown eyes and asked, "Are you scared? Nervous? Talk to me Ashley, please just talk to me." She begged.

"I'm just tired, Spencer." She mumbled, looking away. "Just really tired."

Spencer didn't look totally convinced but didn't push Ashley further. She did look tired. "Then we'll sleep."

Ashley looked like she was going to protest but said nothing as Spencer stood, bringing her up with her; gentle fair hands started to undress her, starting with her shirt and Spencer didn't stop until the rock star stood completely naked in front of her. Looking as vulnerable as a child. "Get in bed, love." Ashley easily complied and got under the covers of their large king size bed; lying on her side she watched Spencer undress and was still taken aback at how perfect the blonde looked naked.

Once completely undressed, Spencer walked over to the other side of the bed and slipped under the covers, spooning against Ashley; she placed one hand on the rock star's abdomen and started gently stroking the skin she found there. She picked her head up and watched brown eyes close, tears streaming down soft tan cheeks; Ashley's whole body soon started trembling from anxiety, from wanting cocaine. Spencer placed a soft kiss on the nape of Ashley's neck and started humming soothingly near her ear. It took some time but Ashley eventually fell asleep. Her body stilled and her breaths were deep and even, relieving Spencer immensely. She had no idea what was wrong with Ashley and that scared her. Nuzzling the soft skin on the rock star's neck, Spencer closed her eyes and also fell asleep.

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Ashley felt the large tour bus pull to a stop and opened her eyes. She had been awake for a while now but didn't feel like getting up. With a deep breath she turned her head and smiled at Spencer's sleeping form. She lied on her back, head facing Ashley as she snored softly. Ashley sat up and brought her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them; she continued to watch the blonde sleep. Beautiful was all that came to mind as she reached out and stroked the flawless skin on Spencer's face. She ran her fingertips over soft pink lips and grinned when she saw them lift into a smile. "Wonderful way to wake up." Spencer said with a chuckle, opening her eyes.

Ashley smiled. "With hands all over your face? Blissful." She teased moving on the bed so she lied on her stomach, her face inches away from Spencer's.

Spencer turned on her side, facing Ashley, and cupped the side of her face. "Feeling better?" She asked gently stroking her cheek with her thumb.

Ashley nodded her head 'yes' "Thank you." She murmured looking down.

"Anytime." Spencer whispered placing a soft kiss on Ashley's lips.

Ashley watched her move back and growled her disagreement while cupping the back of her head; crushing their mouths together; she pushed Spencer on her back and hovered over her, loving the feel of their bare breasts brushing against each other as she lowered her body fully on top of Spencer's. "Now this is a nice way to wake up." Ashley murmured kissing down Spencer's neck.

Spencer ran her hands through Ashley's hair and gasped, "I'm going to do it today. Break up with him."

Ashley stopped and looked up at Spencer. "Are you sure?" She asked moving back up, staring into grey eyes.

Spencer smiled sadly and nodded her head 'yes' "Positive."

Ashley saw the sadness but didn't say anything about it. "Do you want me there with you?" She asked quietly.

"If you don't mind." She whispered knowing it'd be easier with the rock star there. At her side.

"I don't mind." Ashley answered kissing her passionately. Spencer sighed into her mouth and quickly broke the kiss, remembering the no sex rule. "We better get dressed. I think we're at the hotel."

Ashley nodded her head in agreement and followed Spencer out of bed.

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Spencer and Ashley sat at a table outside of a café near the hotel. Ashley smoked a cigarette as Spencer scanned through the café's menu, both teens feeling extremely nervous as they waited for Aiden to join them. Ashley was having mixed feelings about Spencer breaking it off with Aiden. She wasn't so sure it was a good idea the more she thought about. Pops would be extremely pissed, the media would fucking love it, and Ashley would have a girlfriend. For some reason that bothered her. She would be trapped. Right? Brown eyes fell on Spencer, behind dark sunglasses, and she realized it wouldn't be so bad being trapped with Spencer. In fact, she smiled at the thought. But then there was her cocaine use. Would she give that up for Spencer? Ashley took a long drag off her cigarette and knew the answer was 'no'. She needed the drug like she needed air to breathe, live, survive. Ashley took her eyes off Spencer and looked at her cell phone sitting by the napkin holder. Is it fair for Spencer to give up something she loves so much for me when I can't do the same for her? She asked herself.

"Hey guys."

Ashley looked up and saw Aiden approach them. Spencer stood up and hugged him, briefly kissing his lips before sitting back down. Ashley looked into her eyes and saw them lightly tear up. She knew this was hard for the blonde by the somber expression on her face and had to look away. She felt guilty. She was breaking them up. This would have never happened if it wasn't for her. And the sad part was, Ashley knew she wasn't worth any of it.

"Aiden, um, this is really hard for me to do but I think we need to see.."

"More of the world together." Ashley brightly quipped in, cursing herself for doing it. But thinking it was the right thing to do. The fair thing to do. It was enough for her to know Spencer would break Aiden's heart for her but she just couldn't let it happen. Not now. Spencer would always be there if they broke up. Always at her side, watching her every move, seeing her do cocaine, she might try to stop her, and Ashley didn't want that. No. Aiden would occupy some of her time and then she could use. She could have both Spencer and Cocaine while Spencer had both her and Aiden. It worked out perfectly. "I was thinking you and Spencer should do some sight seeing." She told Aiden.

Spencer's head snapped abruptly over to Ashley and her eyes widened. Ashley and Aiden's conversation was a blur to Spencer as she stared incredulously at Ashley. She had no idea why Ashley was doing it. Stopping her from breaking up with Aiden and she didn't know whether to thank the rock star or strangle her. "Ashley." She said, stopping the rock star mid sentence.

Ashley looked over at her, "Yes, Spencer?" She asked evenly.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Spencer asked quietly.

"Positive." Ashley murmured standing. She looked over at Aiden. "Show her some of the sites, New Mexico is awesome." She said turning, "Enjoy your afternoon." She called over her shoulder before rushing out of the café, not missing Spencer's worried expression.

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Ashley Ignored the limo's and walked to the hotel. Her mind was filled with nothing but anticipation as she stared at the 5 star hotel they were staying at. Even from the distance she could see the two large tour buses parked in front of the hotel. One of them was Aiden's band's bus. Her lips curled into a smile. She knew Mike hated hotels and usually slept outside on the bus and Mike always had drugs. Mike always had cocaine. With that in mind she started running to the hotel and made it there in minutes. She greeted all the roadies unloading their buses and stepped onto the bus. "Where's Mike?" She asked the band's keyboardist.

"Sleeping in the back." John answered before walking outside.

Ashley walked towards the back room and opened the door. "Mike?" She called out and smiled when his blonde head shot up. "Over here." She said closing the door.

"Ashley." He rolled over on his back and stared groggily at her. "What brings you here?" He asked between yawns.

Ashley shrugged and flopped down on the bed. "I need some party favors." She groaned, "And bad."

"Ooo sounds urgent." Mike said sitting up. "I got just what you need babe." He pointed to the top drawer of his dresser. "In there, I have some good shit." He smiled. "Coke of course."

Ashley was up in a heart beat rummaging through his top drawer and it wasn't long before she found what she was looking for. A small bag of cocaine equipped with a razor blade and rolled up 100 dollar bill. Ashley's hands trembled with anticipation as she swept everything off the top of the dresser and poured some of the cocaine. "Take it easy, Ash." She heard from behind but ignored Mike's voice as she eagerly cut 4 straight lines, all of them quickly disappearing up her nose and into her bloodstream. It was all bliss.

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Spencer and Aiden spent the next hour sight seeing. Spencer enjoyed it very much but couldn't keep her mind off of Ashley and her decision to let her continue being with Aiden.

"Dairy queen." She heard Aiden say and turned her head to meet his gaze. "Want some Ice cream, Spence? It's coming up." He said pointing out the limo's window.

Spencer nodded her head 'yes' and turned away from her boyfriend. She wondered what Ashley was doing.

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"So her boobs were like massive and I was almost afraid I'd lose my fucking head in them," Mike paused to laugh his head off while Ashley did the same. They spent the last hour snorting more cocaine and took a couple of pills while lying in bed, side by side, talking about sex and other perverted things. "So I fucking did her and uh didn't get lost."

Ashley giggled, not really knowing why. She didn't fully comprehend everything Mike was saying, her high was far too intense to do anything more than laugh and talk shit. Rolling on her side, she placed the palm of her hand flat on Mike's bare abs, shivering as her hand came into contact with his warm skin. "So you like big boobies, huh?" She teased with another set of giggles. "Sounds……..allur….lur…ing."

Mike watched Ashley's hand slowly move up and down his stomach and felt a slight stirring in his pants. "Yours are cool too, ya know?" He said huskily, the cocaine making him feel horny.

Ashley stopped her hand and looked up at Mike. She didn't really know, or care, that Mike was moving his head forward, heading towards her lips. Their lips met hungrily as Mike's eager sex drive got the best of him. Ashley was so out of it, she barely remembered her last name, as she allowed Mike to undress her. She didn't really feel much of what was happening and found herself giggling at some of the things she did feel. It never really registered in her mind that she was having sex with Mike, hell it never really registered in her mind that she was having sex at all. She was just numb. Just the way she liked it.

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Ashley shot up from bed, having had a nightmare; her chest was heaving rapidly as she looked around the room trying to catch her bearings. "Mike's room." She murmured looking to her left, her gaze fell on the naked drummer, who slept on his stomach. "Oh no." She whispered looking down at her body. Her eyes widened when she realized she was also naked. "God, kill me." She groaned flopping back down on the bed, her arm falling over her face, she quickly pulled it away when she felt something warm stain her skin. "Blood?" She asked when she saw the small amount of blood on her forearm. Her hand went straight to her nose and she sighed when she felt more blood there. "What else could go wrong?" She asked out loud, starting to get angry. She stood and winced when she felt the soreness between her legs. "Fuck!" She hissed staring bullets at the naked drummer. "How fucking hard did you fuck me?" She asked not expecting an answer; she started collecting her clothes, ignoring her pain as she walked; she walked out the door as soon as she finished dressing and felt tears of frustration and pain well up in her eyes. "I hope he used a condom." She muttered angrily wiping away the tears running down her face. She felt dirty, pathetic, and miserable as she walked into the hotel, needing a bath and some time alone.

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Spencer's cell phone rang as soon as she reentered the limo, Aiden following quickly behind. She looked at her phone and smiled when she saw it was her mother. "Mom," She greeted happily. "How have you been?"

"I've been good, Honey…..well as good as I can be without my Baby," She stated and Spencer could easily picture the evil grin on her face. "How's you're music career thing going? Are you getting bored yet?" She asked hopefully.

"No mom," She chuckled. "In fact Aiden and I just finished visiting some of the best places in Albuquerque, New Mexico."

"Hmm let me guess, they were food places right?" Her mother teased knowingly. Back in Ohio that's where Aiden and Spencer spent a lot of their time, eating out.

"Good guess, and we only had Ice cream and sandwiches. How's Daddy?"

"He's missing you terribly but I won't say more than that since it bothers you." Paula sighed. "Honey when do you come home?"

"It won't be too long from now, Mom. We only have to play a few more shows and then we get a Christmas break. You'll see me then."

"Aiden's coming home too, right?"

Spencer glanced over at him and tapped his shoulder. Aiden turned his head away from the window and faced Spencer. "Ask him yourself." Spencer told her mom before handing the phone to her boyfriend.

Aiden smiled widely. "Mrs. Carlin how have you been?"

Spencer turned her head and stared out the window. She listened to the conversation next to her and wondered how her mother would take their breakup. She knew she was going to eventually break up with Aiden. The idea of dating both Ashley and Aiden bothered her. It made her feel guilty but she would rather deal with the heartbreak breaking up with Aiden would cause than the guilt she was currently feeling.

"Alright, love you too Mrs. C." Aiden chuckled and handed Spencer her phone.

Spencer took it and brought it up to her ear. "Alright Mom, I'll talk to you later, okay?"

"Alright honey see you soon."

"Bye Mom."

"Bye."

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Ashley lied on her back in bed staring at the ceiling. She had just taken shower and felt a little better, but not much. Her head hurt, amongst other things, and she still wanted cocaine. She felt like shit and no matter how hard she tried she couldn't remember anything after snorting the 4 lines of cocaine. With a sigh, she closed her eyes and tried hard not to cry. It bothered her that the whole situation made her want to cry. She hated feeling the guilt, shame, and regret but couldn't keep her emotions away. God, should she tell Spencer? No. She wouldn't tell Spencer. That would hurt her and dealing with an upset girlfriend was the last thing Ashley wanted to do right now. "Girlfriend?" Ashley said, smiling for the first time since leaving the tour bus. "Is that what we are?" She wondered hopefully. Ashley opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling fan. She knew she fucked up big time and promised to never mess up again. She was going to be good to Spencer. Because you're supposed to be good to the people you love, right? "Right." Ashley muttered to herself. I'll just use a little longer and then stop. "Just a little longer."

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Spencer stepped out of the limo and looked at her cell phone. She faced Aiden. "I'm going to get ready, Babe. We have two hours before our show." She kissed his lips briefly. "I'll see you after." Aiden just nodded and started walking towards his tour bus as Spencer entered the hotel, eager to see Ashley. She walked into the elevator and pulled out her room key. She smiled, thankful that the hotel was booked to the point where she was forced to share a room with Ashley. "Got to love Christmas time." She said out loud stepping out of the elevator. It wasn't long before she reached the room. Inserting her card, she waited for the light to turn green and stepped inside.

The room was dark, too dark. Spencer searched the wall for a light switch and turned the small hallway light on. Walking deeper into the room, she smiled when her gaze landed on Ashley. She lied under the large comforter staring up at the ceiling. "You look cute when you're thinking." Spencer said with a small grin, matching Ashley's. "Thinking about anyone I know?"

Ashley looked over at Spencer. The blonde was leaning casually against the wall with eyes that stayed glued to hers. "Look in the mirror beautiful and there's your answer." Ashley replied charmingly.

Spencer laughed, blushing. "I bet you say that to all the girls." She teased walking to the small table in the corner of the room; she put her things down and faced Ashley.

Ashley snorted. "Right," she paused. "'want to sleep with a rock star' and 'let me fuck you' is all I say to the other girls." She replied honestly. "Please believe me when I say you're different from them, Spencer."

Spencer smiled and climbed onto the bed. "I believe you Ashley." She said claiming her lips in a tender kiss. Clearing her throat a little, grey eyes stared deeply into brown. "So does this mean you're done with….groupies?" She asked hesitantly.

Ashley smiled at Spencer's embarrassment and nodded her head. "Yes." She answered honestly, not needing anyone other than Spencer. "I'm completely yours Spencer." She added pulling Spencer down for another kiss.

Spencer easily returned it but pulled back before Ashley got too into it. "We have to get ready soon." She murmured getting under the covers and snuggling tightly against Ashley's side. She played with the hem of Ashley's shirt while asking, "Why'd you stop me from breaking up with Aiden?"

Ashley couldn't tell Spencer the whole truth but she did give her a small part of it. "I realized the timing was just really bad. A reporter is going to be joining us soon and I just don't want her bothering you with questions and shit about the break up." She paused. "And it won't only be Madison but the rest of the world too. I just don't want to have to deal with the controversy that would follow you breaking up with Aiden for me. It's just best for you two to stay together until the end of the tour, or at least until our Christmas break is over."

Spencer sighed and nodded. "So I guess that means we're going to have to be extra careful with…..Madison around, right?"

"Right." Ashley replied glumly. "I really didn't want to do this but I guess it won't be so bad. I'm just going to be followed around by a stranger for a few days." She added trying to sound positive but failing miserably.

Spencer felt bad for Ashley. It was obvious she didn't want to do it. "Why'd you agree to this, Ashley? It sounds like you'd rather have your feet cut off than have to deal with someone following you around all day."

"I would." Ashley chuckled, "but I guess that's the name of the game. The fame game. The good comes with the bad in this business and I have to accept them both, whether I like it or not." She answered not telling Spencer about Pops little threat.

Spencer smiled and added brightly, "Well then let's just hope this reporter doesn't get too caught up in her work. I can barely handle the idea of not being able to touch you during the day so she's dead if she tries to take away my touching privileges at night too."

Ashley sighed dreadfully. "Sorry Spencer but when she's here we can't sleep in the same room. It just wouldn't look good. Everyone already knows I'm gay and we're a little too old to be having innocent sleepovers."

Spencer picked her head up and met sorry brown eyes. "You're not joking." She groaned burying her head against Ashley's neck. "Just for a few days, right?"

"Right." Ashley reassured gently stroking her hair.

"And when do we get to meet this Madison…."

"Duarte. And I have no idea when all of this starts." She mused out loud. "My guess is soon since we're almost out of shows to play."

"Good guess." Spencer chuckled. "So where do we go after New Mexico?" She asked curiously.

"Back to L.A. for the movie premiere." Ashley groaned not really wanting to go.

Spencer's head shot up. "Movie premiere?"

Ashley looked at her, surprised. "Didn't Pops tell you about it?" Spencer shook her head no. "Well we did this song for that new horror movie coming out, I think it's called 'Caged', and we get to go to the premiere."

"Wow." Spencer said smiling. "Do I get to go to?" She asked slowly.

Ashley nodded her head yes.

Spencer laughed and soundly kissed the rock star on her lips. "How cool is this?" She asked excitedly. "Will there be any celebrities there?" She added quickly.

Ashley was a bit taken aback by the blonde's excitement and it really hit her for the first time how new the whole fame thing was to Spencer. For Ashley seeing celebrities and going to their houses for parties and stuff was just life. But for Spencer it was actually something to look forward to. "There should be." She teased smiling. "It's going to be fun." She added sitting up to kiss Spencer a final time. "Now, we really should be getting ready," She kissed her again. "We have a show to do."

"Right." Spencer agreed following Ashley out of bed.

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Fully dressed Spencer and Ashley stepped out of their hotel room and headed downstairs to meet the rest of the band. "Hey I have to get something from Mike real quick." Ashley told Spencer after they stepped out of the elevator.

Spencer met brown eyes and bit her tongue from asking 'what'. She knew Mike was nothing but bad news. Only caring about himself, sex, drugs, and alcohol. "Okay." She muttered wanting to kiss Ashley but couldn't since the lobby was crowded.

"Meet you at the show. Tell Pops I'm catching a ride with Mike." Ashley told her before heading out of the hotel.

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Ashley stepped onto the tour bus and looked around. It was empty. She assumed everyone was already at the show and decided to show herself to the back room. Entering the room, she was surprised to find Mike there. "Hey." She said quietly, wondering if he remembered anything they did.

"Oh hey." He replied casually. "What's up?"

"I need more coke." She stated bluntly.

"Whatever." He said smiling. "I don't give a shit Ash. What's mine is yours."

Ashley smiled back. "Ditto."

She quickly walked to the dresser and got out the cocaine. Expertly, she cut up 3 lines and snorted them. She let the cocaine sink in a bit before facing Mike. "How are you getting to the show?" She asked wiping her nose, forgetting about the sex they had earlier.

"I have a rental." He stated proudly. "Need a ride?" He offered holding up the keys.

"Sounds good." She replied following him off the tour bus, feeling good. Feeling nothing.

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Ashley sat reclined back in the passenger seat drinking a beer while listening to the car radio. She couldn't stop herself from singing along to the provocative rap lyrics blaring from the speakers. "And I probably got your girlfriend on my bus, what happens on my bus stays on my bus," Ashley took another sip of her beer, laughing as she continued to sing. "I'm tryin to make a porno starring us,well not just us, a couple foreign sluts," She turned the music down and faced Mike. "That is so myyyyyyyy fucking song." She said throwing her empty beer can in the back seat. "Lil Wayne is so fucking hot," She ranted. "Probably the only dude I'd ever fuck." She grinned. "Sober."

Mike shifted a little uncomfortable in his seat. Waking up, he remembered everything he had done with Ashley and felt…..good. But that was then. Now he felt guilty. He gave Ashley the pills knowing she wouldn't stop him from sleeping with her but didn't expect her to remember what they had done, but that last remark told him she must remember something. He quickly glanced over at her and saw how happy? Okay high she looked and sighed his relief. At least she was too high to kick his ass. "Okay Ash. Maybe we can make it a three way?" He joked.

Ashley looked down and grabbed another beer from the six pack of Heineken sitting by her feet. "I don't think Spencer would like that." She mumbled opening her can.

"Spencer?" Mike asked puzzled.

"Ooops." Ashley said against the rim of her beer can. She took a large swallow. "I shouldn't have said that."

"Is there something you're not telling me?" He asked looking over at her.

Ashley met his gaze. "You tell me. Did you intentionally drug me for a quick fuck?" She asked coolly.

Mike looked back at the road. "You drugged yourself, Ash." He answered with a shrug. "What happened after that was a mistake." He sighed. I guess she's not that high. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." She smiled. "But I'll kill you if you got me pregnant." She teased trying to lighten the mood.

Mike laughed. "Okay but as a last request I would want the baby named after me."

Ashley thought a moment. "Deal. I'll give him your middle name, Francis."

"Ewwwwww." Mike exclaimed thoroughly disgusted.

Ashley drank more of her beer and turned up the radio.

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Pulling into the concert hall, Ashley got out of the car and staggered to her father's limo, joining the rest of the band. "Rachael I need to know one thing." She smiled. "Where the hell am I sleeping tonight?"

"Um, well Ms. Davies we're not leaving to LA until tomorrow so you should be sleeping in the hotel."

"Cool." She said turning to walk into the building. Mike was soon at her side, grinning. "I forgot to ask you if you wanted to hit this club with me after the show. It's guaranteed to have tons of babes, booze, and everything else we like. What do you say?"

"I'm there." Ashley answered quickly. In her state of intoxication, she didn't want to miss out on a good party.

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The show was over and all Ashley could think of was the party. She couldn't wait to get her hands on more cocaine. God, how she had been craving it the past two hours. She looked to her left and was glad to find Aiden there. Quickly making her way towards him, she grabbed his hand and led him to a more private place backstage. "I think you should do something special for Spencer tonight." She suggested not wanting Spencer to be worried about her. "I think maybe you guys should get something to eat and then make love all night long." She added with a wide grin.

Aiden blinked in surprise. "Did she put you up to this?" He asked, finding everything Ashley was saying out of character.

"Yes." Ashley lied. "She thinks you guys aren't spending enough 'quality' time together. You should really fix that." She added smugly. "I wouldn't let my girlfriend feel….unsatisfied, much less keep her that way."

Aiden looked over his shoulder and his gaze landed on Spencer. She stood in a dark corner talking to Rachael. He looked back at Ashley. "She really said that?" As Ashley's head noded he sighed. "I guess I have to do something then." He thought a moment. "What are you doing tonight?"

"I'm about to hit a party with Mike."

"So you won't be in your room tonight?" He asked hopefully, knowing Spencer and her were sharing a room.

"I will be in my room. Fucking." She answered bluntly. "And that's why Spencer has to be with you. In your room. Can you manage that?"

"Yes –"

"Good then I'll see you when I see you." She said walking towards the exit.

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Aiden turned around and walked towards Spencer with a casual smile on his face. "So Spencer I was wondering if you'd like to do something with me tonight." He proposed taking both Spencer's hands in his. "Just the two of us for the night? What do you say?"

"I don't know." She answered apologetically. "I had plans with Ashley tonight."

"Oh well she must have changed them." Aiden closed the distance between them and pulled her into a hug. "She went off with Mike," He kissed the soft skin under her ear. "So it's just you and me tonight." He whispered huskily.

Spencer pulled back quickly. "She went off with Mike?" She asked fearfully.

"Uhhh yeah." Aiden answered with a questioning look. "Is there something wrong?"

"Yes. Mike is a moron and will make Ashley do stupid things."

Aiden took a step back from Spencer. "Like what?"

"Drugs." Spencer ran a hand through her long blonde hair. "And other things I don't even want to think of right now."

Aiden scratched the back of his neck before sighing heavily. "Why do you care so much about what Ashley does? It's her life."

"Don't talk to me." Spencer snapped walking angrily away from her boyfriend. It really pissed her off how nobody cared about Ashley's deadly drug use.

"Spencer what's wrong?" Aiden asked walking beside her.

Spencer didn't say anything as she made her way to the meet and greet table.

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Ashley watched hundreds of people dance provocatively on the dance floor. She had finished a couple of lines of cocaine and didn't feel any of her body's exhaustion as she sat in the VIP section of the club. Around her sat Mike and a couple of other people she knew from parties and other big social events. They weren't celebrities but they were still very rich and Ashley couldn't help but smile as Farah, the daughter of a well known wealthy lawyer, took a seat next to her; placing her hand on the inside of her thigh. "Ashley it's been awhile." She spoke into Ashley's ear while moving her hand up to rest on her stomach. "I've missed you." She husked nibbling on her earlobe.

Ashley seemed unfazed by the blonde's advances, but continued to let her tease her body anyway. She felt kisses being placed along her jaw and turned her head to stare into desire filled green eyes. Her eyes slightly narrowed when she felt a hand on her jean zipper. "Don't undress me." She told the blonde before moving her hand away. "I call the shots here." She reminded cupping the side of her face. She kissed Farah hungrily and moved her onto her lap, straddling her thigh. Ashley moved her head away as Farah kissed down her neck. She wasn't affected in any kind of way by the way Farah moaned against her neck while cupping her breast through her shirt. She didn't feel anything at all but still continued playing with Farah. She placed her hands on the blonde's waist moving her harder against her thigh. It wasn't long before she exploded against the rock star and Ashley wasted no time getting up from under the spent blonde. She walked unsteadily to the luxurious coffee table sitting in the middle of the room and took someone's drink while swallowing down a couple of pills she found. Looking around the room, she watched everyone with unfocused eyes and realized they were all fucking.

She ran a hand through her short hair as she walked back over to Farah. Taking a seat next to the blonde, Ashley leaned over and purred in her ear, "Want some more, Baby?"

Farah's response was to pull the rock star into a hungry kiss.

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Spencer watched Aiden sleep and felt awful. After the meet and greet they went out to eat and all Spencer could think of was Ashley. She had no idea where the rock star was and barely kept herself from getting out her cell phone and calling her. She just hoped Ashley was back in their hotel room sleeping soundly but highly doubted it. With a silent groan, she looked away from her boyfriend and stared out the window. "Please just be sleeping Ashley," She murmured not being able to stand the thought of Ashley with another girl. "Alone."

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"Strawberries?" The scent of strawberries filled her senses as she inhaled deeply. Brown eyes opened and instead of finding strawberries she found disheveled blonde hair. Ashley turned her head away, the smell making her nauseous, and narrowed her eyes at the young man sitting in the corner of the room. "What the fuck do you want?" She asked not liking the look on his face.

"Well a faithful fiancé would be nice." He stated staring murderously at the blonde in Ashley's arms.

Ashley looked to where he was staring and her gaze landed on Farah's naked form. She abruptly sat up and looked around the room. It was very nice, way too nice to be her hotel room. "Fuck." She muttered looking at the guy. "Where am I?"

"In my Fiancé's bedroom. In her bed. Er, naked." He answered standing, his arms folding over his chest.

Ashley looked down at herself and realized she was naked but didn't care as she stood, searching for her clothes. Her head hurt, her body ached, and she wasn't feeling up to listening to Farah and her fiancé argue. "Ashley?"

Ashley turned around at hearing her name and met sleepy green eyes. "I have to go." She said looking at the incredibly tall and angry man standing a few feet away from her.

Farah looked to where Ashley was staring and smiled at her fiancé. "Good morning Baby." She said with a taunting smile.

Ashley took this as her cue to leave. Turning around, she started towards the door but froze when she heard Farah say, "Ashley loves me, John. It's over." Ashley rolled her eyes and turned back around, facing the two.

"I hope you're not talking about me." She stated, annoyed.

Farah met Ashley's gaze and smiled. "You told me you loved me last night after we made love." Her smile widened. "Oh Ashley hearing those words made my heart sore. I've had the biggest crush on you since we met 12 years ago."

"When we were 5?" She asked outrageously. Farah nodded her head enthusiastically. "Sorry Farah but I don't even remember last night." She ran a frustrated hand through her hair. "And whatever I told you was a lie. I have to go now." She said turning back around, ignoring Farah's tears and John's yelling as she walked out the door.

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Ashley was worried standing by the tour bus waiting for the rest of the band to meet her. She felt like shit physically and mentally but mostly mentally. The promise she made to herself to never mess up again was obviously messed up and that upset Ashley more than anything. She didn't know if she should tell Spencer or not. Well, she didn't know if she could tell Spencer. She didn't remember anything past playing the show. Everything after that was a blur at best. "What a mess." She mumbled to herself.

"Do I want to know?" Pops asked staring at his miserable daughter.

Ashley met his gaze with a frown. "No, do you need something?" She asked impatiently.

"Yes I do." He answered closing the distance between them. "Everyone is at the airport." He said handing her a plane ticket. "I had Rachael text all of you to tell you but you obviously didn't get the message." He looked at his wristwatch. "You're an hour late." He added grimly.

"Sorry." She mumbled not in the mood for a fight. "Did I miss the plane?" She asked taking the plane ticket being offered to her.

"No, thank God. It leaves in an hour. There's a limo waiting for us. Let's go."

Ashley didn't say anything as she followed Pops to the limo.

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It was always the same chaotic environment in every airport they've been to. The airport was crowded, nosy, and it bothered Ashley as she shoved her way to her gate. She had spent the last twenty minutes taking pictures and signing autographs outside the large airport and she prayed she wouldn't have to do it again inside anytime too. She normally didn't mind stopping to do something for the fans but today was different. Her head and the rest of her body ached, putting her in a very bad mood, but she promised herself she wouldn't take out any of her misery on the other band members, like she normally did, or the fans. Ashley sighed as her gaze landed on the rest of the band. It was times like these that made her wish she could disappear under a rock and simply vanish. Grey eyes looked up and met her sunglass covered brown as Ashley made her way to the blonde. She took a seat next to Spencer and briefly nodded 'hello' to Glen and Clay before facing her again. "Hey." She greeted casually trying not to sound as guilty as she felt. Sleeping with Mike and Farah was killing her but she wasn't going to burden Spencer with it. Keeping it bottled up inside was way safer for their relationship. She couldn't risk losing Spencer. Not now. Not ever.

Spencer looked at Ashley, wanting answers, but decided to question the rock star later. Now, she was just going to appreciate Ashley being with her and forget about what she might have done the night before with Mike. "Hey." She replied softly. "Did you sleep in? You got here pretty late."

Ashley shifted a bit in her seat and looked down at her shoes. "Something like that." She mumbled fidgeting with her hands, wishing she had taken something, anything, to make her feel confident enough to lie more convincingly.

Spencer watched Ashley and was concerned about her body language. She seemed nervous and very tense. "There's a café nearby." Ashley looked up at her, "Want to go get some coffee with me?" Spencer wasn't a big coffee fan but she knew Ashley liked it and hoped it would relax her a little.

Ashley smiled for the first time that day and nodded her head 'yes' eagerly at the thought of coffee. "You don't have to ask me twice." She answered standing. Looking down at the blonde, Ashley offered Spencer her hand and helped her up. "Um….do you mind if we hold hands the whole way there?" She asked shyly staring at their interlocked fingers.

Spencer smiled softly at the blushing teen and was reminded how new all of this was to Ashley. The whole relationship thing, but she was glad Ashley was trying to be a good partner. So far she hasn't done anything to make Spencer think she wasn't a good girlfriend, except maybe her drug use, but Spencer understood that that would take a lot of time and patience to overcome and she was more than ready to help Ashley defeat her demons. "I don't mind Ashley." She answered reassuringly walking along side her. "So what should we get Roscoe?" She asked loud enough for the tall body guard walking behind them to hear.

Ashley snorted. "A life." She teased looking over her shoulder at him. "Want some coffee big fellow?"

"No thank you, Ms. Davies."

Ashley turned her head and her gaze landed on the small café. It was crowded and Ashley realized getting and keeping a table might be a problem. She looked at Spencer. "Grab us a table and I'll get the coffee. How do you drink yours?"

"Just make sure it's really really sweet."

Ashley nodded her head 'okay' and then walked quietly to the line.

Spencer looked around and walked towards the first empty table she saw. Taking her seat, she pulled out her cell phone and started checking her messages. Most of them were from family and friends back in Ohio asking her to please call them back, wanting to know how she was doing, those were the pleasant ones that made her smile. The not so pleasant ones were the ones from relatives she's never even heard of asking for money and all sorts of crazy expensive material things. Spencer simply deleted those, knowing they were all bullshit scams, and quickly dialed the number for the hospital her mother worked at. Waiting for someone to answer, Spencer looked over at Ashley and was surprise to see a large group of people surrounding her with napkins and some cameras, obviously wanting an autograph and picture from her, and for a moment she was worried they'd get kicked out, that thought quickly vanished when she saw the manager, and some of the other workers, getting out their cameras and napkins behind the counter.

"Mount Carmel Hospital this is Linda speaking how may I help you?"

"Hello, I'm looking for Paula Carlin, is she available?"

"Let me see, please hold a minute."

Ashley arrived at the table and mouthed 'sorry' as she took a seat and handed Spencer her coffee and a large cinnamon roll.

'Don't be.' Spencer mouthed back staring hungrily at the sweet.

"Hello, this is Paula Carlin."

Spencer tore a small chunk off her cinnamon roll and popped it into her mouth. "Yeah Mom, you told me to call you ASAP, what's up?"

"Oh Honey its Caitlyn. She's back in the hospital." Her mother sighed heavily. "She wanted to talk to you yesterday but you weren't answering. I told her you'd call today."

Ashley watched Spencer's facial expression carefully as she took a sip of her coffee. Her grey eyes were starting to tear up as they stared blankly down at the food and Spencer's lips were lined into a frown. This worried Ashley immensely and she did the only thing she could think of at that moment. She took Spencer's free hand into hers and gave it a light squeeze, showing the blonde she was there for her. Ashley assumed it worked when Spencer looked up and smiled at her. It was kind of weak but better than the frown she had on before.

"I'll talk to her mom." Spencer said running the pad of her thumb over the back of Ashley's hand.

"Okay, I'll give her my cell phone and have her call you."

"Alright Mom, love you."

"Love you too, sweetheart."

Spencer closed her phone and placed it on the table. Caitlyn was her 8 year old cousin who was diagnosed with Leukemia at the age of 5. Spencer and Caitlyn had always been close, despite the large age difference, and she was never Spencer's cousin but her little sister, having lived with Carlin's for over two years when her mother was sent away to prison for selling drugs with her boyfriend. It was very hard on the whole family when they discovered how sick the little girl was. She was always in and out of the hospital and her chances of beating the cancer weren't good at all.

Ashley removed her sunglasses and gazed openly at Spencer. She was really worried but didn't say anything. She knew Spencer was a very open person and if she wasn't saying anything on her own than she wasn't going to say anything at all. It was always the same thing with Spencer. She'll talk when she's ready to talk but Ashley was starting to get impatient. How could I help Spencer if I don't know what the problem is? Ashley looked away and continued drinking her coffee. She wasn't going to pry. Like a good girlfriend, she was going to wait patiently until Spencer was ready to talk and then help her with whatever problem she had.

Spencer's phone rang and Ashley was surprised to hear a child's voice on the other end of the line. That really threw her off. She thought maybe Spencer looked upset because she didn't want to talk to whoever her mother wanted her to talk to but that obviously wasn't the case at all. Spencer sat next to her smiling, laughing, joking and then Ashley heard a bit of sadness in her voice and watched tears spill out of grey eyes. She could hear a loud series of violent coughs blaring through Spencer's cell phone and it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out the kid was sick. Ashley just didn't how sick but assumed it was bad by the way Spencer was crying. Hell, she didn't even know the kid and she felt a light stinging behind her eyes from hearing how she sounded.

"NOW BOARDING FLIGHT 1225 TO LOS ANGELES AT GATE F."

"That's us." Ashley mumbled standing.

"Caitlyn I have to go now, they called my flight…..okay sweetheart, love you too." Spencer closed her phone and also stood. She quickly wiped the tears off her face and shoved her phone back in her purse. Ashley stood holding both their coffees and Spencer's cinnamon roll.

"You can eat the rest on the plane." She said handing Spencer the large sweet treat.

Spencer took the cinnamon roll and they walked silently towards the gate.

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Spencer looked over at Ashley and kissed her lips lightly as she snored softly beside her. The plane was completely empty, except for the two flight attendants on board, and Spencer was glad the chaos was finally over. Everyone was out of their seats and into the aisle the second the plane landed and Spencer couldn't believe how crazy things got. Two men started fighting after one of them accidently shoved into the other and a woman was thrown to the floor and stampeded over. Spencer was not stupid enough to get up and purposely get into the aisle. Like the smart woman she was, she chose to stay in her seat and wait until the plane was completely empty before getting up walking out peacefully with Ashley.

Spencer gently shook Ashley's shoulder while whispering her name. Ashley immediately stirred and looked groggily at her. "What's wrong?" She asked sitting up and looking around. The first thing she noticed was the empty airplane and it was a relieving sight. She hated the chaos that followed the plane's landing.

"Sleep well?" Spencer asked the stretching teen.

Ashley moved her neck around as she answered. "As well as I could on these crappy seats." She stood in sync with Spencer. "I swear the first class seats are so worth the money you pay for the tickets."

Spencer stood next to Ashley as the rock star got her purse out of the small compartment above the aisle. "Why don't we fly first class? It's not like you guys can't afford it, right?"

Ashley handed Spencer her purse. "The only time we buy first class tickets is when we fly out of the country." They started walking towards the exit. "Most of our plane rides don't last more than a couple of hours so Pops doesn't see the point in flying first class all of the time."

"Well that makes sense." She mused out loud.

"Yeah I guess my Dad isn't as dumb as he looks." Ashley smiled but it was somewhat forced.

Spencer looked over at Ashley and shook her head in disagreement. She thought Raife was the dumbest person in the world for not loving Ashley.

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Spencer was standing in front of the large bathroom mirror doing her makeup when Ashley walked in, looking very much like the rock star she was. She wore tight black leather pants with a black studded belt, a white designer t shirt covered by a black leather vest, and matching black/white converse shoes. "Oh my," she stated staring at Spencer's ass through the little black dress she wore. It stopped about mid thigh and clung onto all of Spencer's curves nicely. "I think we should stay here and have the premiere in bed." She suggested wiggling her eyebrows.

Spencer quickly glanced at the rock star and nearly poked her eye out with the mascara brush. "What are you wearing?" She asked fully facing the rock star, mouth watering. She had never seen anyone look so good in leather and it took all of her self control to keep from completely ravishing Ashley.

Ashley saw the desire filled gaze being sent her way and wondered if Spencer would take her up on her offer. "So what do you say?" She asked watching Spencer walk towards her. "Want to skip the show?"

"No." Spencer chuckled while placing her hands on Ashley's shoulders. She loved the way the leather felt under her skin and couldn't stop her hands from exploring. "We're not missing this premiere because you're horny, Ashley." She added running her hands over the rock star's breasts.

Ashley stared wide eyed at Spencer's hands and laughed. "You're not helping my situation."

Spencer blushed and quickly removed her hands from the rock star's body. "Sorry." She mumbled facing the mirror again. "I don't know how we're going to get through this thing without molesting each other." She commented with a saucy smile.

"No kidding." Ashley replied tilting her head a bit to get a better look up Spencer's dress.

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The limo ride was both stressful and exhilarating for everyone in the large stretch escalade. They were running late, due to the busy LA traffic, and Ashley couldn't stop herself from rummaging through the limo's mini bar for a couple of drinks. She wasn't the only one drinking of course. Pops was on his fourth drink half way to the premiere and Ashley was not surprised to see even Rachael with a drink. Everyone was just stressed, well not everyone. Spencer couldn't have been happier. She was on her way to a movie premiere! And from what she had heard it was going to be big. It was another huge success from the people who made all of the 'Saw' movies and Spencer was just thrilled to be apart of it.

"You ready, Spencer?" Ashley asked facing the giddy blonde. "We're almost there." She added against the rim of her third drink.

Spencer turned head and eyed the glass of wine in Ashley's hand suspiciously before meeting the rock star's sunglasses. "Can hardly wait. How many of those have you had anyway?" She asked curiously. She remembered seeing Ashley grab a glass when they first entered the large limo but wasn't paying any attention after that.

"Not that many." Ashley mumbled placing her empty glass on the floor. "Believe me, I can still walk and form coherent sentences." She leaned in close to Spencer's ear, her lips barely grazing her fair skin as she whispered, "I wish I could show you how coherent I am at the moment." She moved away and took in Spencer's newly flushed features with a cocky smile. "I bet you wouldn't stop me." She murmured running her fingertips up and down Spencer's thigh.

Spencer felt suddenly warm and nearly thanked God when she felt the limo pull to a stop. Another second in the limo next to Ashley and she wouldn't have cared who was in the limo with them when she gave the rock star the okay to completely ravish her. It sounded completely absurd but she couldn't help the large amount of lust running through. "We're here." Spencer whispered watching Ashley pull her hand away. She felt both relieved and disappointed from losing Ashley's touch but quickly chastised herself for feeling that way. She should be focusing more on the movie premiere and less on her active libido. With that in mind, she watched the driver open the door and followed everyone out.

Spencer stopped breathing for a second. There were paparazzi, news reporters, and excited fans everywhere; screaming out every band members name, including Spencer's and screaming out questions and demands. She had no idea where to go or what to do. "Ashley?" She whispered catching up to the rock star.

Ashley looked at her. "What's wrong?" She asked quietly, ignoring the girls screaming hysterically for her.

Spencer all of a sudden felt silly for bothering Ashley but still answered honestly. "I don't know what I should be doing."

"It's really simple." Ashley said gently. "Just walk up the red carpet, pose for some of these photographers and talk to some of the reporters. Oh and sign a few autographs." At Spencer's unsure nod Ashley took her hand and they began walking up the red carpet, stopping occasionally for pictures, reporters and autograph signings. After Spencer ensured Ashley she knew what to do now; Ashley wondered off and did her own thing. She talked to some more people, posed for a couple of pictures, and talked with fans for a bit before walking inside the large cinema.

There were a lot of people inside already, most of them were celebrities she kind of knew and others were celebrities she's never heard of, but she decided to change that by mingling a bit. Ashley strolled casually to the bar and grabbed another glass of wine before walking up to strangers and introducing herself. It was always the same thing with celebrities. They introduce themselves to each other, say they're a big fan of whatever movie or CD they played in, and then have a very brief conversation about the things going on in Hollywood. After a couple of more chats with different actors from the movie, Ashley grabbed another drink and decided to find a seat and wait patiently for the movie to start. Looking around she realized she wasn't the only one waiting. Half of the theatre's seats were filled with actors, fans, and other people and Ashley was surprised to see Spencer standing in the door way talking to Scott Gerald, the main character in the horror film. He was extremely handsome with short blonde hair and dark blue eyes, tall, and from the way Spencer was laughing Ashley assumed he was funny too. She looked away from the two blondes and stared at the large blank screen in front of her, downing the rest of her drink in one swallow.

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Spencer was surprised how kind and sweet Scott Gerald was. She assumed most people in Hollywood were stuck up assholes, but that wasn't the case at all. He looked a lot like Chad Michael Murray and a younger Brad Pitt combined, making him the 2nd yummiest eye candy in the room. Of course she thought the first was Ashley. Thinking of Ashley, Spencer turned her head and saw the rock star sitting down, talking to Cindy Newman, the lead lady in the movie. She was very pretty with a well toned body and wavy blonde hair but that obviously didn't matter to Ashley since she looked really bored and kind of agitated. Spencer decided she was going to wrap her conversation up with Scott and go rescue her lover. Grey eyes turned to meet dark blue.

"I'm sorry, did you say something?"

Scott smiled. "Yes, I was wondering if you were going to the after party."

Spencer answered with her eyes on Ashley. "I'm not sure." She answered watching Ashley give Cindy the 'okay' to sit next to her. Feeling slightly bothered she looked back into Scott's eyes, wondering why it bothered her so much that Ashley allowed Cindy to sit next to her. And then it hit her. She was jealous. It was a shocking revelation since she had never had a jealousy problem with Aiden. Why was it different with Ashley? "But if I'm there I'll find you and we can talk some more."

"Sounds like a plan." He looked down at his expensive wrist watch. "The movie is going to start soon anyway, see you later?"

"Count on it." She answered giving him a brief kiss on the cheek. With a last smile she turned away and left.

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"So that's how they shot the sex scene." Cindy finished with a nervous chuckle. At this point she was slightly frustrated. It seemed like the more she talked the more aggravated Ashley looked. God, what more could a rock star want! Wait, she thought a moment. Sex! She wondered why she never thought of it before. Shifting in her seat a bit, she puffed out her chest a little bit and stared seductively into Ashley's eyes. "Now, enough about me. Lets talk about you." She placed her hand on Ashley's knee and ignored how rigid her body went. "How do you perform your sex scenes?"

Ashley was shocked speechless. One minute Cindy was as sweet, and boring, as an angel and then the next she wants to talk about sex, well real sex. "Um…I don't.."

"Now now Ashley, you're a rock star. You're used to women touching you all over, right?" She purred while giving Ashley's leg a light squeeze.

Ashley swallowed hard and quickly stood up. It had to be the liquors fault for how turned on this woman was making her. God, now she really wished she could have talked Spencer into staying at the hotel because now It was going to be a LONG night. "I don't think you want me sleeping with you." She said with an almost cold smile. "I'm not fun company after playtime."

Cindy also stood while pulling out a card from her purse, "I know." She gave Ashley the card with her name and phone number printed on the front. "My best friend is Alicia Moore." She smiled as recognition fell over Ashley's face. Alicia Moore, like so many other rich women out there, was one of Ashley's fuck buddies. Rich, beautiful, and powerful she was just another Ashley, spending her free time treating groupies like shit and partying her life away. "She told me about your little three way and I am very familiar with your behavior after sex." She paused. "Well after groupie sex, and I am not a groupie. But I do love a good one night stand, no strings attached, my favorite words." Ashley opened her mouth to speak but was silenced by a finger over her lips. "If you're interested I'll be at the party." And with those words Cindy turned and left, leaving Ashley very confused and staring into puzzled grey eyes.

Spencer watched Cindy leave and couldn't help but hate the blonde. Why couldn't girls just leave Ashley alone? She internally groaned while walking to the seat Cindy had previously sat in. With a heavy sigh, she took a seat and stared up at Ashley. She looked so deep in thought and it bothered Spencer. She had been standing on the side, waiting for the two to finish talking, and had heard their whole conversation. "Please don't tell me you're actually considering her offer." She said unable to keep the anger out of her voice. Ashley looked at her but didn't say anything. She was too shocked to do anything more than stare dumbly at Spencer. She actually sounded……jealous. And she had no idea how to deal with a jealous woman. Spencer snorted at Ashley's silence, "Maybe you two can get together after the party and have yourselves another three way," She looked down at her hands. "Would you like that Ashley?"

Ashley frowned, her shock quickly turning to anger, fueled by Spencer's attitude. She was usually a very loving drunk, unless someone pissed her off. She wasn't as drunk as she'd like to be but the drinks she had earlier were enough to have a nice buzz going through her. "What's your problem, Spencer?" She asked carefully taking the seat next to the blonde. Despite her alcohol intake, she wasn't going to let her anger get the best of her. Not with Spencer. "You sound…..mad."

Spencer sat back in her seat and met Ashley's gaze. "Well what do expect Ashley? A girl just gave you the invite to fuck her and you didn't answer 'no'. I am definitely not going to be happy for you." She explained lowering her voice. She didn't want to make a scene and embarrass both her and Ashley but she wasn't about to let this go either. Not like she did the night before when Ashley went out with Mike. No, they were going to face this problem head on. "I guess you were lying when you said you were completely mine." she added sadly.

Ashley took Spencer's hand and silently stood. Without saying a word, she led the two out the theatre's emergency exit and was relieved when the alarm didn't go off. Once outside she let go of Spencer's hand.

Spencer watched Ashley half confused and concerned, mostly concerned. Ashley's face was filled with anguish and her eyes were pleading as they stared into hers. "This is all new for me Spencer." She started moving her gaze down to floor. "I've never loved or been loved like this before. My father hates me and I disgust my Mother. I've never stayed anywhere long enough to even think about having a girlfriend and even if I had my lifestyle wouldn't allow me to fully trust the girl." She looked up and met Spencer's eyes. "The point is I don't know how to love anyone and I don't want to lose you. But you can't expect me to change over night….I just need time, alright?" She pulled Spencer into a loving embrace and nuzzled her nose in her hair. "I want to make you so very happy Spencer but I don't know how to be a good girlfriend yet."

Spencer pulled back and stared into Ashley's eyes. "I'm sorry I went off on you Ashley, and you already are a good girlfriend." She kissed her lips gently and rested her forehead against hers. "I'll give you all of the time in the world because I understand this is as much of a learning experience for you as it is for me." She smiled a little. "Not even in my wildest dreams did I think I'd ever end up with another girl." Spencer kissed her again. "But I feel so close to you, Ash. I love you so much it hurts sometimes." She kissed her again but longer and deeper this time, leaving them both breathless.

"We can leave now and forget about this movie thing." She suggested seductively.

"Come on you." Spencer chuckled leading them both back inside.

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Ashley sat quietly watching the 'scary' movie. It wasn't that bad, besides it being more stupid than scary, but Ashley felt she was alone in her opinion. Looking around the room, she saw nothing but fascination and fear on a lot of other people's faces, especially Spencer's. The blonde sat next to her, holding her hand in a death grip, but Ashley didn't mind. It was kind of entertaining watching Spencer watch a scary movie. A lot more entertaining than watching the movie itself. Ashley chuckled softly.

Spencer looked over at her. "You think seeing that psycho rip Cindy's nose off is funny?" She whispered incredulously. But then she thought about it and laughed too. "I swear this is my new favorite movie." She added turning her attention back to the screen. Ashley agreed and also continued watching the movie. It was a long two hours and when the credits came on Ashley was the first one out of her seat "Well that was fun." She commented walking out of the large dark room, holding the door open for Spencer.

"I thought it was a great movie, Ashley." Spencer said walking alongside the rock star. "It had the right amount of blood and gore and the romance, wow. Who would have thought Cindy could play a convincing slut." Ashley just chuckled and took Spencer's hand. They were at the party minutes later.

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Ashley and Spencer spent the first few minutes at the party together, meeting different people, eating, and enjoying themselves. The music was good, the atmosphere was fun, and the bar was stocked. Everything Ashley could ever ask for in a party. Well almost everything. "Ashley Dear, can I have a word?" Ashley put down the drink in her hand on the table beside her and turned her head. It was a woman in her mid 40's who had called her. Her name was Vivian Thomas one of her Dad's old friends. "Just a minute." She called out facing Spencer. "I'll be right back." She said before walking over to her Dad's friend. Spencer mumbled 'okay' and continued picking at the finger foods on her plate.

"Is this seat taken?" Spencer looked up and smiled at the kind looking man in front of her. She assumed he was somewhere in his mid 60's and obviously rich by the look of his suit and wrist watch.

"No, please have a seat." She offered standing to help him pull out his chair. His cane only made it possible for him to use one hand.

"Wait a second." He said abruptly, stopping Spencer dead in her tracks.

"Did I do something wrong?" She asked, amused by his gleeful smile.

"No, my dear. In fact…… you've done everything right." He answered eyeing her entire body. "Can you spin around a little bit for me?" He asked meeting her gaze. Spencer felt extremely uncomfortable under his inspection but spun for him anyway. "She's perfect." He mumbled to himself looking around the room for someone. Spencer stopped spinning and stared curiously at him. "CJ come here I think we found our girl."

Spencer swallowed hard staring between the two men. CJ was younger than the other man, around her Dad's age, and also wore an expensive suit and watch. "Your girl?" She asked looking between the two. "What do you mean?"

"For our next movie." CJ quipped in. "You're exactly who I pictured to play our next lead, slim, blonde hair, gorgeous eyes. You're perfect!"

Spencer stood speechless. "You're next movie?" She repeated slowly.

"Yep. Should be out by July or August and you're exactly who we want."

"Need." The older man added.

"Right." CJ said with a smile. "Are you interested? We're willing to pay you up to 2 million dollars if you're acting is good."

"Can you act?" The older man inquired curiously.

"Um, in high school I did some acting. Even won a couple of trophies at a camp for a play I did….but other than that, I'm not very experienced." She answered sheepishly.

CJ's smile widened. "Well that's perfect. You don't get any type of stage fright, right?"

"No, she doesn't." Ashley answered taking her place by Spencer's side. She knew exactly who the two gentlemen in front of Spencer were. The same guys who talked Pops into putting them on the movie's soundtrack. They were movie geniuses and had the money and power name to prove it. "In fact she plays in front of hundreds a people a night." She added confidently.

Both men looked at each other, smiling. "She's in the band?" CJ asked hopefully. Both girls nodded their heads 'yes.' "That's perfect." CJ said looking at Spencer. "You already have a fan base then. Well what do you say, will you do our movie? We can send you a script in a couple of weeks and start filming after New Years."

Spencer looked at Ashley, who merely shrugged, and turned her attention back to the men. "Um, can I have some time to think about this? I'm not sure what I want to do." She answered honestly.

CJ fished in his pockets while shaking his head. "That's fine. This is something that will change your life forever. Think for as long as you like," He handed Spencer his card. "That's my phone number. You'll have month to make your decision." He said smiling at both girls. "It was nice talking to you ladies, have a good evening."

Spencer and Ashley exchanged goodbyes with the two men before looking at each other. "That doesn't happen very often." Ashley teased with a playful smile.

"Tell me about it." Spencer chuckled taking a seat at the table. "My mom would die if she found out I was offered to star in a horror movie." Ashley took the seat next to her. "She thinks their demonic."

Ashley grinned. "That doesn't sound too promising."

"What do you mean?"

"If you're mom thinks movies are demonic, what would she think of us?" Ashley's voice was teasing, playful, but Spencer was really considering the question.

"I don't think she'll be one of those mothers who disown their children because their gay." She answered thoughtfully. "Her hairstylist is gay and she loves him to death."

Ashley chuckled. "Spencer there is a huge difference between daughter and hairstylist."

Spencer thought a moment. "I guess so." She said picking at her food. "How did your mom take it?"

Ashley shrugged. "She saw it on TV and we've never talked about it."

Spencer opened her mouth to speak but was cut off by Pops. "Ashley come here and meet this guy, he's a riot."

Ashley turned her head and saw her Dad standing next to a very important looking person. "Coming Daddy!" She called out with the fakest smile Spencer has ever seen. Ashley met Spencer's giggling face with an eye roll and stood up, walking towards her dad; she hated acting like she was close to Pops more than anything but did it anyway to protect the golden Davies name. She had to snort at that but quickly changed her train of thought when she reached her father.

Spencer watched Ashley for a while before standing up and doing some socializing of her own. Spencer knew the three would be there for a while by the way Pops' friend was talking. "Hey there." Scott greeted charmingly. "Where are you off to?" He asked taking a sip of coke.

Spencer smiled up at the handsome actor. "I was just looking for someone to talk to." She answered honestly. "Is my journey over?" She asked playfully.

Scott chuckled. "I would be more than happy to keep you company Spencer." He answered taking her hand. "But there's something outside I want you to see first."

Spencer easily agreed and followed Scott outside.

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After excusing herself, Ashley went straight to the back of the ballroom in search of the bathroom. It wasn't easy getting away from her father and his friend but Ashley did it by excusing herself to the bathroom. The conversations were lame and Ashley was more than happy to be free from their clutches. Walking down a dark hallway, Ashley opened the first door she came across and stared at everyone in the room. There was 5 people. 3 guys and 2 girls, one of them being Cindy. They all sat around a small table filled with drugs and Ashley walked in and closed the door when Cindy invited her in. "Come sit next to me, rock star." Cindy said patting the empty space next to her.

Ashley did so and eyed all the party goods on the table anxiously. "I don't see any cocaine." She said more to herself. She looked at Cindy. "Do you have any?" She asked, eyes pleading.

Cindy gently padded the side of her face. "I'm sorry Ashley but we don't have any Coke. However," She looked at Kenny, a tall black man who was her best friend. "Do we have any painkillers, those are really fun."

Ashley shook her head 'no' and started to stand. "Never mind I shouldn't…"

"Wait." Cindy said taking Ashley's hand. She gently pulled the rock star back into a sitting position. "We might have cocaine in the….car," She looked back at Kenny. "Why don't you make Ashley something to drink and then get the coke?"

Kenny looked between Cindy and Ashley, smiling. "Okay," He stood up and walked to the bar. Grabbing a couple of bottles, he made Ashley a drink and slyly dropped a pill in the glass before handing it over to Ashley. He watched her down the whole glass. "Well I'm off," He said walking to the door. "Be right back." He called over his shoulder, leaving the room.

Ashley placed the empty glass on the coffee table and waited patiently for the cocaine, ignoring the sudden feeling of nausea erupting in her stomach.

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"I saw you talking to CJ and Bertson and overheard some your conversation," He said apologetically, Spencer just smiled. "I wasn't eavesdropping or anything but from what I heard they want to make you an actress," He looked at her, Spencer confirmed that with a 'yes' "And you didn't sound so sure so I thought I'd help convince you by showing you this." They walked outside to the large parking garage and stopped in front of a nice red corvette. Scott giddily ran to it and hopped on top of the hood. "This bad boy is mine," He said running his hand down the hood. "I bought it with the paycheck they gave me. It's a really sweet ride, right?"

Spencer was having a hard time looking impressed. After seeing Ashley's car, everything else just seemed….boring. "It's nice." She said with a smile. "But how is this thing going to help convince me?" She asked curiously.

Scott got off his car and stared incredulously at her. "You're kidding me, right?" Spencer shook her head 'no.' "Spencer this is a 50,000 dollar car, don't you want one?"

Spencer chuckled. "It'd be sitting in a garage somewhere. I don't drive."

"Why not?" He asked fishing around in his suit jacket for the keys. "Are you scared or something?"

She shrugged. "I don't know. I guess I'm just a backseat kind of girl."

Scott smiled. "Well Ms. Backseat would you like a ride? I happen to know where the world's greatest pizza shop is."

Spencer's stomach growled at the thought of pizza. The finger food inside did no justice for her raging appetite. "Let's go." She said enthusiastically, rushing to the passenger door. "But we can't be gone long." She said slipping in to the car.

"Why not?" Scott asked pulling out of the parking garage. "Got a hot date or something?" He teased.

Spencer looked out the window. "Or something."

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Ashley shook her head for the thousandth time that minute. The room was moving and she felt like she was spinning along with it. The faces around her were starting to blur and she felt too weak to move. All of her attempts to stand were unsuccessful and she ended up falling back down every time she tried to move away from the person sitting next to her. God, even in her vertigo state she could feel the blonde's hands on her. They weren't more than casual touches on her arms and face but they still bothered her. She shook her head again to try to clear her vision but that didn't help much. She could barely make out Kenny's silhouette as he neared her and didn't feel when he lifted her up and placed her in a chair. She was so dizzy but focused hard enough to barely see Cindy pull out a syringe. They were talking but she couldn't hear the words being exchanged between them. She felt her own mouth open and close but didn't hear anything leave her mouth. A rubber band was placed around her upper arm, just above her elbow, and then the syringed pierced through her skin. She scarcely felt the cold metal enter her body and the warm heroin that emptied out of it. The world around her started to slowly fade away, everything was going black, the last thing she felt was panic rising in her chest -- and then nothing.

Cindy smiled proudly at Kenny. "Search her body for a hotel key." She looked back at the drugged out rock star. "We have a movie to make."

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"Here you go guys." The waitress said placing their large cheese pizza between them.

"Thank you." Spencer said staring hungrily at the large platter. "This looks really good." She said tearing off a slice.

"Oh it tastes way better than it looks." Scott took a bite out of his pizza. "I love the cheese they use." He said around the food in his mouth.

Spencer also took a bite. "Mmme too."

"Would you mind if I take the rest home?"

Spencer chuckled. "Believe me, by the time I'm through here there isn't going to be anything left to take."

"Don't you care about your figure?" He asked curiously.

"Absolutely not. I love food and I am not going to deprive myself of it just to look good."

Scott stared at her with a smile. "Are you sure you're a girl?" He teased.

Spencer looked down at herself. "Positive." She also smiled. "So what about you? Don't you care about your figure?"

Scott shook his head 'no'. "Not really but I do usually eat healthier. For health."

"That's cool. I grew up eating healthy too. My mom is a surgeon and used to feed us rabbit food for dinner." She elaborated at Scott's amused facial expression. "Not really rabbit food but you know lots of vegetables and fruit." She groaned. "Pizza once every two months."

"That's crazy. Why would she do that?"

Spencer drank some of her coke. "Heart disease starts early in children, she was just looking out for me I guess," She chuckled. "My mom was sort of a hippie growing up so lived off vegan food. That was basically my diet growing up."

"Well it definitely paid off." He eyed her playfully. "You know, I have never seen a big vegetarian in all of my life. If all those actresses in Hollywood would follow a vegan diet instead of throwing up and doing drugs, I bet they'd get the same results but with a longer life span."

Spencer nodded her head in agreement. "But it's not as easy at it sounds. No dairy, eggs, and meat would be a bitch to follow if you ask me."

"Spencer those Hollywood actresses have enough will power to not eat at all. Clearly keeping away from food isn't their problem."

"But that's usually with the help of drugs."

Scott sighed. "I guess you're right. It wouldn't really make a difference whether their vegan or not if they're doing drugs. Either way, they're killing themselves and it's really sad to see."

Spencer played with the straw in her cup. "Yeah it is."

Scott stared at her a moment. "You sound like you speak from experience."

Spencer looked at him. Just then her cell phone rang. "Sorry." She told scott before answering. "Hello?"

"Yeah, Princess. Is Ashley with you?"

Spencer furrowed her brow in confusion. "No Pops, last time I saw her she was with you."

"Well I guess she went back to the hotel. Where are you at?"

"I'm having pizza with Scott."

"Who?"

"Scott the actor in the movie."

"Oh." There was a pause. "Ohhhhh, I hope I wasn't interrupting anything important."

"Only if Pizza's important." Spencer chuckled. "So you think Ashley's back at the hotel?"

"She should be. She knows we're leaving in a couple of hours."

"Alright. I'll head over there next and have her call you."

"Sounds good. See ya Princess."

"See ya, Pops."

After a few more slices of Pizza; Spencer and Scott declared they were full and headed outside to the car.

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Spencer stepped out of the car and thanked Scott for the pizza. After exchanging phone numbers, she turned away from the red corvette and walked inside the large 5 star hotel. She couldn't wait to see Ashley again, alone. The day had been exhausting and she was going to talk Ashley into sharing a nice warm bath with her with lots of bubbles and relaxation. The thought made Spencer walk a little faster and she was in the elevator and up to Ashley's floor in seconds. Smiling, she made her way to Ashley's door and pulled out her key card. The light turned green and she opened the door. The smile fell off her face and her facial expression expressed nothing less than horror.

A tripod stood in the corner of the room with a small camcorder pointed towards the bed. On the bed lied a very naked Ashley, sandwiched between two girls, and a guy who was standing next to the bed, also naked, standing next to Cindy jacking off. Spencer was very angry and couldn't stop herself from walking deeper into the room. The first thing she did was grab the camera and then open the window. Both Cindy and Kenny looked at her in horror as she threw the camera out, and was ready to kill her when she had the nerve to order them out.

"And who's going to make us leave you little bitch?" Kenny spat approaching Spencer with murder in his eyes.

"I am."

Everyone in the room turned their heads and was surprised to see a very tall well muscled Indian man standing at the door way. Roscoe was immediately on the search for Ashley the second he found out she was missing. He felt bad for losing her in the first place and got it good from Pops for not keeping a better eye on her.

Spencer sighed her relief and looked at the bed. The two girls who had Ashley sandwiched were now sitting at the edge of the bed, looking very pissed off. One of them was a red head while the other was a blonde. "Are we still getting paid?" The blonde asked, looking at the dressing black man.

Kenny glared at her. "No you stupid bitch. Our tape is now in a fucking million pieces lying on the fucking street."

Spencer watched the blonde angrily stand up and lunge towards Kenny. Roscoe separated the two fighting adults and kept them away from each other, ordering them to hurry up and dress so he can kick their asses out. Spencer was starting to get a headache from watching the stupidity in front of her so decided to wait outside until everyone left. She couldn't help but wonder how Ashley got herself into this mess. Trouble seemed to follow the rock star everywhere, on a daily basis, and Spencer didn't know whether she could handle it or not. She promised the rock star her patience but her patience would eventually start to wear thin. And that scared her.

Roscoe lead all of the druggies out of Ashley's suite and gave Spencer the 'okay' to go back in. Spencer thanked him and entered the large room. Her emotions were running wild inside of her. She didn't know whether to be scared, angry, or sympathetic but in the end she knew it wouldn't matter how upset she was at Ashley. She still loved her and wasn't going to jump ship over this. She was going to be there for Ashley thick and thin and not abandon her like her mother did or ignore her like Pops does. Ashley needed someone to be there for her and she was going to be that person. For as long as Ashley needed her. For as long as she needed Ashley.

Spencer approached the bedside and did not like what she saw. Ashley lied in a fetal position, scratching one of her arms furiously; it seemed as though she couldn't sit still and yet couldn't move. Her eyes were extremely glassy and weren't really focusing on anything, always wandering around the room. Her breathing was not even and peaceful but straggled and fast, Spencer had no idea what she should be doing and Ashley was not responding to her name. It was like she was deaf and Spencer was getting worried.

"Ah, fuck." Pops groaned stepping into the room. Spencer looked over at him and did not like his facial expression. He looked more pissed off than worried. "Shit, this is going to put us behind schedule." He looked at his wristwatch. "We have to leave tonight or we're screwed. I'm screwed." He looked back on the bed, at Ashley. "Hope you're happy you little shit you just made me late for an appointment."

Spencer couldn't believe the blonde man in front of her. Ashley looked close to death and he was worried about an appointment? "I think we should take her to the hospital." She said harshly. "Can you help me get her downstairs?"

Pops laughed humorlessly. "Oh no. We are not going to the hospital for Ashley's fucking mistake." He cut off Spencer when she was about to speak. "This shit will be all over the news and they'll send her to some fucking rehab shit and our band does not need that kind of publicity."

Spencer looked at him filled with anger, "You selfish greedy bastard, are you blind? She can barely breathe! And all you care about is the band's publicity?" She asked in disbelief.

Pops frowned. "Spencer she did this to herself!" He looked at Ashley. "It'd serve the little bitch right if she died from a drug overdose. All the shit she puts me through."

Spencer looked away, too disgusted to look at Pops. His mere presence was making her feel nauseated and for the first time in forever she realized she actually hated him, which was major since she didn't believe in hate. She was a strong believer in peace and thought everyone should love their neighbors but Pops was just too horrific to deserve anything less than hate.

Roscoe walked in and lightly cleared his throat. "Mr. Davies they told me everything they did to her. She's overdosing on heroin but the female said it wasn't anything life threatening."

"A heroin overdose not life threatening?" Spencer snorted looking at Roscoe. "You know how stupid that sounds?"

Roscoe shrugged. "She said it, I'm just repeating it." He looked over at Pops. "Should we take her to the hospital, Sir?"

"No hospitals." He snapped. "Just let her sleep it off. If she stops breathing, call the hospital." Pops walked towards Roscoe and whispered something in his ear before walking out of the room.

Roscoe sighed and told Spencer he'll be standing outside the door. Spencer said okay and brought a chair over to the bed side. She sat watching Ashley experience a bad heroin high and felt very helpless. She had no idea how long it would last and hated seeing Ashley so sick. Her body had broken out in a cold sweat and she was now shivering. Spencer put a blanket over her but Ashley just whimpered and kicked it off. Spencer tried again but Ashley just did the same thing until Spencer finally gave up. She reached out and took Ashley's cold clammy hand in hers and started stroking it with her thumb. By now Ashley was mumbling incoherently and slurring Spencer's name every so often. Her voice was pleading and Spencer didn't know what she wanted. She kept telling Ashley she was there for her and that she loved her very much but that didn't help much. The rest of the night was hell for both teens. Spencer spent it helping Ashley while Ashley spent it throwing up and wishing she could die. Morning came and Ashley finally fell asleep, relieving Spencer to no end. That relief soon turned to grief when she heard someone knocking on the door. She jumped out of her chair and answered it before Ashley woke up. "Yes." She snapped, irritable from lack of sleep.

"Woah, sorry." Mike apologized feeling very awkward. "I called Pops and he said Ashley was sick so I came to visit."

Spencer furrowed her brow at him. "When did you get here?"

"LA?" At Spencer's nod he elaborated. "Last night. Around 8, why?"

"Is Aiden with you?" She asked curiously.

"Not with me with me but he's back at our hotel."

"Okay, I'll go visit him." Mike gave Spencer the name of the hotel and his key card to the room he and Aiden were sharing. Spencer left after that, not wanting to be in the same room with Mike. She didn't like him at all and gave him strict instructions to watch, not wake, Ashley. She walked outside and grabbed a taxi to Aiden's hotel. 10 minutes later, she was on Aiden's floor and in front of his door. Spencer slipped the key card in and opened the door as soon as the light turned green. She opened the door and was impressed with the large two bedroom suite. She quickly got over her awe state and walked into one of the bedrooms. It was a total pig sty. The bed's sheets were all on the ground and their were clothes scattered everywhere. Spencer rolled her eyes and closed the door. It was obviously Mike's bedroom so she opened the next bedroom door and walked in. All the lights were off and there were no windows, making it impossible to see anything. She quickly solved that problem by turning on the lights and the first thing she saw was Aiden's sleeping form on the bed. The second thing was a woman in her late 20's sleeping next to him, naked.

Spencer wasn't sure how she felt. Apart of her was upset that the man she loved was in bed with another woman but a bigger part was relieved. This was definitely going to make their breakup easier and she wasn't going to feel guilty. Her heartbreak wouldn't be so bad since Aiden was obviously a cheating pig and she started laughing. Her situation was so strange and kind of tragic that she just found herself laughing.

Aiden immediately shot up at hearing the laughter and stared fearfully at Spencer. "Spencer it's not what you think." He said quickly getting out of the bed.

"Save it, we're over." She snapped walking towards the door. She wasn't in the mood for his lies. It just made him look more pathetic.

Aiden grabbed her upper arm. "Let me explain, Spencer."

Spencer faced him and snatched her arm away. "It's over Aiden. Just drop it, okay? I don't hate you, I'm not mad, and you're still my friend."

Aiden stared at her, pleading. "Spencer please. I love you-"

Spencer interrupted him, smiling sadly. "That's just it, Aiden. I don't." He looked away but she continued anyway, "I'm not in love with you anymore."

Aiden looked at her with angry eyes. "So this is it?" Spencer nodded her head 'yes.' "Fine. I can deal with that. All our years together," He snapped his fingers, "down the drain like they were nothing. I can live with that. But can you at least tell me who the other guy is? The guy who ruined us?"

Spencer stared at him, confused. "The other guy?"

"I'm not stupid Spencer. I know you've been fucking around." He laughed. "That's why I started fucking around. I wanted to get back at you. Hurt you like you've been hurting me. Bite marks, bruises, your lack of interest in me. Who's been fucking you Spence? I would like to thank him for getting rid of the worst thing in my life!" He was yelling now and Spencer was taken aback by his anger.

"Aiden I'm sorry things turned out this way and I can't tell you who….'he' is but I want you to know that I never enjoyed what I was doing to you." She said honestly. "What I've been doing has been hurting me just as much, if not more, than you and I'm sorry but I don't control who I meet in life or who I fall in love with…..it just happened." She added apologetically.

"So you're in love with somebody else?" He asked weakly, "Already?"

"Yes." She answered honestly watching Aiden take a seat on the edge of the bed. The room was quiet for a long moment and Spencer was starting to get nervous. She didn't like the way Aiden was staring at the floor. He looked miserable and full of repent. After a while his blue eyes met hers and he spoke, "I never used to have any regrets before in my life but now I have one." He said quietly. "I regret ever allowing you to experience fame, because now, like so many other celebrities out there, you've become a cold heartless bitch."

Spencer flashed him a grateful smile. "Experiencing fame is the greatest thing that's ever happened to me." I wouldn't have met Ashley without it.

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The loud ringing in her head was starting to drive her insane so Ashley sat up, and regretted it. Her whole body ached from head to toe and she felt incredibly weak. She looked around the room and her gaze landed on Mike, who sat snoring in the chair besides the bed, and she wanted to kill him for not answering the phone because now she had to do it. "Hello?" She rasped into the receiver. Her throat felt incredibly dry and talking was extremely painful.

"Get your ass into the lobby, there is someone here for you to meet." Pops ordered before hanging up.

Ashley also hung up the phone and stared at it. She didn't know if she could move. Her body felt really heavy and all she wanted to do was sleep. But that obviously wasn't going to happen. With as much strength as she could muster, Ashley crawled out of bed and stumbled into the bathroom. She stared at herself in the mirror and groaned when she saw how pale she looked. "Fuck." She mouthed, not wanting to experience the pain talking would cause. She looked down at herself and wanted to puke at how bad she smelled. It was horrible mixture of puke, sex, and sweat that tainted her skin and she desperately needed a bath. With that in mind, she got into the large bathtub and started the water. The warm water did miraculous things for her tired muscles and she wished she could stay there all day, night, and for the rest of her life. After spending twenty minutes in the bathtub, washing her body, she got out and walked straight to her suitcase in the room. Mike was still asleep so she didn't have to worry about him seeing her naked as she dressed. 10 minutes later her hair was fixed and she walked out of her hotel room wearing a band T, sweat pants, and slip ons.

The lobby wasn't too crowded so Ashley spotted Pops right away. She stared in confusion at the small woman standing beside him. She was really hot with long wavy brown hair, shining hazel eyes, and an amazing body. She wore a very tight white blouse, a skirt that stopped mid thigh, and black heels. Ashley stopped a couple feet away from Pops and stared into exotic hazel eyes. "Ashley this is Madison Duarte, the reporter." Ashley heard Pops say, her eyes never leaving Madison's. "It's nice to meet you, Madison." She said offering the reporter her hand.

Madison smiled and took it. "The pleasure's all mine."