A/N: Alright, well here's the new chapter 2. I know it's extremely short in comparison to chapter 1, but that's because chapter 1 is more like 3 chapter squished together. lol. I hope to have chapter 3 up within another week or so. Let me know if it's any good. Thanks everyone! Peace. Alex.
Chapter 2: You're Out? So…
You're Out? So…
Ashley's POV
This is usually the part where Spence and I say our goodbye's, but today's going to be different. Today, I actually get to kiss her in public, hold her hand in public, be her girlfriendin public. I'm pretty sure with the way this day is starting, nothing is going to break the crazy grin I have on my face. She's skimming through my closet, looking for a shirt that doesn'tsay Leon Band, or some skate company's name on it. I told her good luck. The only polo I even own, is now in the laundry. Note to self: do the FUCKING laundry.I'm kind of out of socks.
"Ugh, Ashy, how come you don't own any real shirts?" Spencer asked, lying on my bed.
I laughed, "It's not myfault that you consider Hollister and Abercrombie the onlygood stores this great city has to offer."
"Hey, that's not true!"
"Yeah, okay, well then name onething you own that isn't the slightest bit preppy?"
"Uhm…ooo, I have that one shirt. It uh says…oh, you know the one-"
I smirked, "I knew it! You don't. Come on, just grab something and let's go."
"Ugh, fine. Do I get to wear Vans?"
I laughed, "You could if your feet weren't so damn small."
She punched my arm, and damn her, it kind of hurt.
"Don't make fun of me."
"Just follow me, I bet my sister has something."
We sat in my car, just outside her house, and by the amount, or should I said lackof blood in my hand, I could tell she was nervous.
"We don't have to do this, you know? Just the thought that you wanted to, that's good enough for me," I said, smiling. It was true. I knew that this had to be hard for her. Heaven knows, if I had a mother like hers, I'd stay so far in the closet, the moth balls would become my bff's.
She cupped my cheeks, and I instinctively shut my eyes, "You're too noble sometimes."
"I'm serious," I opened my eyes and I suddenly felt her lips against mine. When she finally pulled away, she got out before I had the chance to speak again.
"Well, are you coming or not?" she asked.
I laughed and thought, that's what she said.It was official, my mind, was permanently in the gutter.
"Yeah, hold on."
We stood outside the door, both of us equally nervous. I couldn't help what think what the repercussions would be if her parents weren'tokay with us. What would they do? I had always heard of those "gay de-tox camps," but would they do something like that? I was scared. I wasn't ready to lose her. I could only imagine what was racing through her mind.
Spencer's POV
Okay, deep breaths. Liz said it, as long as I'm here with Ashley holding my hand, everything will be okay.
"Let's do this," I said with a smile.
I saw that she was scared, and I needed her to be strong.
"Don't be nervous. Everything will be okay."
2 hours later:
"Just fucking drive, Ashley!"
"Okay, okay, I'm trying," she replied. We were both scared shitless, and the fact that her car keys wouldn't cooperate was only making things worse.
I turned to see my mom storm out our house, with tears rolling down her face, and a gun in her hands.
"Oh my God! Ashley….GOOO!"
"I just…want to talk Spencer. She's…she's turning you into something you're…not. Just let me-"
We were gone before I could hear the rest. When we reached Ashley's house, I finally broke down, and cried on her shoulders.
"Thanks Liz," I muttered under my breath, not caring whether Ashley had heard me or not.
Ashley's POV
Laying in my bed, next to the one I love, is almost always something I enjoy, but under the circumstances, I'm wondering just where it is I went wrong. It's funny how easily she sleeps after she cries. I, on the other hand, am probably going to stay up all night. I'm incapable of sleeping upset.
We first told Arthur, her farther. It didn't really shock us when he came up and hugged me, and said, "Welcome to the family." I can't really say the same for Paula. Ugh!Just the thought of her made me shake with anger. Her words kept repeating through my head. Spencer, you disgust me. You disgust God. Look at what thisthing has done to you.It had taken everything in me notto kill her on the spot. If she weren't Spencer's mom, I most certainly would've beaten the shitout of her. Although, the moment she excused herself to get a gun, is when I knew to get the fuckout of that crazy bitch's hair.
I didn't know what to do now. I loved Spencer—love her—with my whole heart and soul, but I wasn't sure if this was all fair to her. I sat staring at her for hours, just watching her sleep. It was just before the sun came up, that I realized just whatI had to do.