Another update. I'm feeling generous, that and I like to procrastinate doing my homework.
While my roommate studies for her three midterms tomorrow. lol. I'm such a bad influence.
Yay for being in university and not doing my work. lol.
Anyways, here you go, a little more Spashley interaction.
P.S. the song is Brightest by Copeland. I imagine her singing to the acoustic version, cause well, I'm a sucker for acoustic music. :)
Disclaimer: I own nothing, no Spashely, no South, no Kyla, no Athlete, not even stupid Aiden. Just my crazy cool checkered glasses. So please don't sue. I'd probably cry.
'Remy Harper Carlin you sure do have a set of lungs on you!' Ashley cooed to the baby in her arms as it wailed out of control.
The baby had been crying for the last thirty minutes and Kyla had finally gotten so frustrated that she called Ashley. Ashley had rushed right over to Kyla's, upon her insistence.
It was six in the morning and Ashley was rocking Remy around the room while whispering to her. She had yet to stop her screaming.
'Ashley, come on, just do it already! You know she won't stop until you do.' Kyla begged her sister.
'You know, you're gonna have to find something that works for you. Don't get me wrong, I love this little girl, but I can't always be there to sing her to sleep.' Ashley said.
'I know, but I haven't gotten any sleep in the last four days, she just doesn't stop. The only thing that ever calms her down is your singing.' Kyla said exhausted.
'Alright, lie down in bed and relax. I'll take care of it Kyla.' Ashley reasoned.
'Thank you so much. I swear, just a couple hours and I'll be good to go.' Kyla said as she gave Ashley and Remy a kiss on the cheek before turning to walk to her room.
Ashley had been walking around with Remy for about a half an hour now, just talking to her. She had taken pride in the little being, and enjoyed the time that they got to spend together. She wanted to teach the baby everything that she knew. She had been reading baby books, and they had all told her that babies had brains like sponges, and while she had probably taken that too literally, she couldn't help but want to talk to the baby about everything and teach her everything about the world.
She figured it was about time that Remy got some sleep so she began to sing to her. This was another thing that she loved about her alone time with Remy, she could sing to her without the worry of being judged. Remy loved all of her songs and Ashley loved singing them to her. She had been singing all of the songs that she had written right after her and Spencer had split, before she hit her block.
If you find yourself here on my side of town
I'd pray that you'd come to my door
Talk to me like you don't know what we ever fought about
Cause I don't remember anymore
I just know that she warms my heart
And knows what all my imperfections are
And she said that I was the brightest little firefly in her jar
And I just know that she warms my heart
And knows what all my imperfections are
And she says that I am the brightest little firefly in her jar
Ashley looked down into her arms and found a sleeping little baby. She smiled to herself while moving towards Remy's room.
The room was adorable, her and Glen had decorated it right after the baby shower. It was a simple pastel purple theme, which made Ashley happy. She loved that her sister and Glen weren't trying to force some girly stereotype on the baby already.
She had securely tucked Remy into her crib and turned on her mobile when she heard the front door opening and closing downstairs. She quietly shut the door and made her way downstairs.
'Kyla?' The voice called out. 'I've got breakfast, just like you asked.'
'Spencer? Is that you?' Ashley called out as she walked to the kitchen. She didn't have to ask, she already knew, but didn't want to frighten the girl.
'Oh hey, sorry, I didn't know you were here.' Spencer said awkwardly.
'Yeah, I've got the golden ticket to putting Remy to sleep.' Ashley joked.
'What're you doing? Drugging her?' Spencer laughed. She always knew Ashley wasn't much of a baby person, so it had surprised her when Ashley had taken such a liking to Remy.
'Oh yeah, you know it. I'm totally in the business of drugging infants.' Ashley said as she rolled her eyes.
'Yeah, I figured.' Spencer smirked. 'So what is this so called 'golden ticket' you possess?' Spencer asked using her fingers to make air quotes.
'Oh you know nothing special. It just seems that Remy doesn't really like to fall asleep to anything but singing, and since Kyla is tone deaf the job has fallen to me.' Ashley said, trying to play it off smoothly. She didn't want Spencer to make a big deal out of it, it was her and Remy's thing, and she wanted to keep it that way.
'You always did have a beautiful voice Ashley.' Spencer stated.
'It's okay, I guess.' Ashley said shyly.
'Right, well, Kyla asked me to bring over breakfast this morning since she has her hands full, but I'm assuming she's still asleep?' Spencer said.
'Oh yeah, she's only been asleep for about an hour now. She definitely needs the sleep, so let's not wake her up.' Ashley said as she looked towards the stairs.
'Okay, well, I guess I'll just leave the food here for her then.' Spencer said as she put the food away into the refrigerator.
'Yeah, okay.' Ashley said absently as she watched Spencer's movements.
'Okay, well I guess I'll get going then.' Spencer said awkwardly as she walked towards the front door.
She had just put her hand on the doorknob when a voice stopped her.
'Or you could stay here and eat breakfast? I mean, there's no way Kyla is going to eat that much, and it's probably going to go bad before she wakes up. Nobody likes reheated eggs and toast.' Ashley ventured nervously.
'Um, sure. I mean, yeah, I have time. That sounds good.' Spencer said.
Ashley moved towards the refrigerator to take the food out again as Spencer grabbed plates and utensils. They silently set the table and filled their plates.
'So, how've you been?' Ashley asked, unsure as to how to start the conversation.
'I've been good, good. Busy, but that's life right?' Spencer stated.
'Yeah.' Ashley said.
Their conversation had come to an abrupt halt in less than a minute. If this wasn't a sign, Ashley didn't know what was. They continued to sit in awkward conversation, the sound of scraping utensils on the plates at the soundtrack to their morning.
'So, what have you been up to?' Spencer asked cautiously.
'Not much, just helping out with Kyla, keeping to myself, and trying to figure some things out.' Ashley said as she picked out her eggs.
'You know, I never pictured you as a baby person. You always told me that you never wanted kids, but the way you act with Remy, I swear you were born to be a mother.' Spencer said.
'Yeah, I never really thought of myself as a baby person either. There's just something about that little girl that makes me so happy, makes me see things in a different light.' Ashley smiled fondly.
'Well look at you, you look like a little kid on Christmas morning.' Spencer laughed lightly.
'She's my remedy.' Ashley said quietly.
'You're remedy?' Spencer questioned.
'Yeah, that's why I named her Remy Harper. She's my musical remedy. She's what's going to get me out of this rut; she's the light at the end of the tunnel for me.' Ashley confessed.
'Wow, I figured you had just thought of the name. I didn't think that there was a meaning to it.' Spencer said.
'Yeah, well I figured her name should be important, just like her.' Ashley smiled.
'Well I think her name is beautiful. I told you that you'd do a great job.' Spencer said as she looked at Ashley.
'You always did believe in me Spence.' Ashley sighed out.
The two had finished their plates and were just sitting quietly in their own thoughts. Ashley had never been good at subtlety, so it was no surprise to her when she blurted out exactly what she was thinking.
'So what happened with NYU?'
'Um, NYU wasn't what I expected it to be, after everything with Clay I knew that I had to be home for my family. It just didn't feel right being that far away from them.' Spencer said quietly.
'I'm sorry I never called you that day. I should have, to see how you were doing. You were there when my dad died, and when you needed me the most I was nowhere.' Ashley apologized.
It was one of the things she had regretted the most. Clay had died about three months into Spencer's freshman year at NYU. She had heard about it on the news one night, a boy was driving home from a friend's house one fateful Wednesday night, only to be caught in the crossfire's of a drive-by. It was normal for L.A., but as soon as Ashley had heard the names Clay Carlin and Chelsea Lewis, she knew it wasn't just another drive-by.
'Yeah, well the past is the past right? We got through it okay.' Spencer said distantly.
'I know Spence, it's just, I regret it so much you know? The way that I handled everything that da-' Ashley was cut off by the sound of Remy crying. She sent Spencer an apologetic look.
'It's okay, I've gotta get going anyways, Felisha is probably wondering where I am.' Spencer said as she moved to put her plate in the kitchen sink.
'Spence, just wait, it'll only take a minute.' Ashley pleaded.
'We'll catch up later; I've really got to get going.' Spencer said, picking up her bag and walking out of the front door and to her car.
Ashley walked up the stairs to Remy's room and picked her up, rocking her back and forth.
'You sure know when to interrupt a conversation, don't you?' Ashley said as she stared down at the blue eyed girl.
Wow, so, not gonna lie, right before I posted this I had to catch myself.
I almost posted it with Spencer saying that Carmen was waiting for her. lol.
Wow, if I could put into words how much I hate Spangs, I would. I'm glad i caught that at the last minute.
It was total reflex for Spencer to be in a relationship with Carmen, and I'm not sure why. lol.
Anyways, review? They make my day. :)