"Spencer! Spencer!" cried Ashley "SPENCER STOP!..LEAVE ME AND AIDEN ALONE!"

Kyla shook Ashley. "ASH, WAKE UP!"

Ashley woke up in a hot sweat.

Kyla said, "You were screaming again.."

Ashley pulled her hair behind her ears and looked at Kyla "Uhh..yeah..you know. I'm worried about Spencer."

"Funny," said Kyla. "Because you didn't sound like it."

"Kyla, it was just a dream. You know Aiden's all--"

Kyla interrupted. "Look, I know how you and Aiden feel about each other. Fine, take him. I don't care. I heard everything he had to say at the prom."

Ashley looked at Kyla teary eyed. "You--you heard?"

"I was standing right there."

"Kyla, I'm sorry. I just--I don't know what to--"

"Whatever," Kyla interrupted again. "It's 9:00 in the morning, and its summer. Go back to bed."

Kyla layed back down. Ashley looked at the digital clock on the nightstand by Kyla.

"Yah, hello first day of summer." she said sarcastically.

She waited until Kyla fell back asleep before she could get up again. She didn't bother to check if her mother was home because she knew she was out with one of her 2 million boyfriends. Her mother didn't care about the shooting; the hospital called her and left 3 messages on her cell phone.

She crept into the kitchen to make herself some coffee. She was wearing a white tanktop and long pajama bottoms from Victoria Secret's PINK collection.

She took her coffee and sat by the window and just thought. She felt the nice morning sunlight on her back and it felt amazing. She hadn't felt this way in a long time.

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Chelsea had awaken from her hospital bed. Her mother was sleeping on the chair across from her bed. Spencer was still out of it in the bed next to her.

Her parents seemed to be happy about the miscarriage, yet they tried to hide it last night. Chelsea, for one, was not happy. She knew Clay wouldn't have been happy either. Because Clay wanted to have this child. And Clay was definately going to wake up soon right? Right?

Right then, Mrs. Carlin walked into the room with her scrubs on her. She was all teary eyed.

"Chelsea," she said trying to hold back her tears.

Chelsea knew what Mrs. Carlin was about to say. Without any hesitation Chelsea ran to Mrs. Carlin and hugged her tightly. She didn't care that the water and IV attached to her wrist in the tubes were trailing along behind her.

Mrs Carlin said, "We thought he was gunna be okay. We-we didn't know it would end up like this. Why?! Why?!"

Chelsea just cried in Mrs. Carlin's arms. They both sobbed for they knew their Clay wasn't coming out of the coma. That the gunman's fire, got the best of him.

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Ashley's door bell rang. She ran to the door to get it.

As she opened the door, Aiden rushed in.

"Ashley," he said.
"What now Aiden?"
"Did you hear about what happened?"
"No, what?" Ashley turned away and Aiden grabbed her arm.

"Clay's dead. He passed away this morning. His heart gave out. They didn't know it was that bad."

"Oh my god," said Kyla who was listening in from the staircase. Her eyes began to be filled with tears.

"No." said Ashley. "You're kidding. Stop it Aiden. STOP IT!" Without thinking Ashley crawled into Aiden's arms.

"It's okay Ash, I'm here for you" said Aiden. He looked over at Kyla who was looking at him straight in the eye. "I'm here for you Ashley. Always."

Ashley looked into Aiden's eyes.

"Aiden, do--do you wanna stay? Please?"

Aiden smiled,"Of course."