A/N: Thanks for the amazing reviews, everyone! I started my new semester at college and that's why i've slowed down in the chapters. Maybe Someday's new chapter should be up within the next few days so you can keep an eye out for that too! This one is a little bit shorter than the others but it needs to end where it ended. The next scene was just too long too add on in this. Hope you enjoy! Leave your thoughts!!!
I've been staring at my front door since Spencer walked out of it. You would think that a person would become bored after the first, say forty minutes? But not me! I'm a determined person and I will continue to glare at that stupid wooden door until-
A muffled ringtone playing from the inside of my room catches my attention. I hesitate for one moment, torn between glaring at the door and answering my phone, before bolting inside the room and grabbing up the small device.
"Hello?"
Immediately, the bubbly, almost-too-happy voice of my sister is heard. "Hey, Ash. What are you up to?" I deflate suddenly, realizing that it wasn't Spencer who was calling to give me permission to run over Brooke…twice.
Sighing, I make my way back to the couch outside before answering. "Nothing really, Ky. I'm just waiting for Spencer to get back home from some coffee thing."
"Oh, you mean the one with Brooke?"
Instantly, my eyes narrow. If Kyla knows about this already, that means she probably knew beforehand meaning she knew before me! Oh, Spencer is so getting her ass kicked when she gets home.
"Yeah, that one." I mutter through clenched teeth. Forgive me for not liking the person who's hitting on my best friend who, by the way, is totally freaking straight!
"You don't sound too happy about that. What's wrong?" I cringe at the concerned tone that had flooded my sister's voice but at this point, I was desperate to talk to someone.
It's not every day you start thinking about how hot your best friend is. It's not that bad. Well, unless you're a girl and she's a girl and both of you are straight. Er, maybe 'supposed to be straight' is a better phrase. She's out with another girl and I'm sitting here thinking how much I want to throw her up against a wall and- oops, too much information.
Just take my advice, if anything like this ever happens to you, get some help immediately and figure it out or you'll end up like me: crazy, sleep-deprived, and jealous to the point of considering murder.
"Is there any way you can come over, Kyla? I really need to talk to someone about what's going on, but you can't tell anyone, especially Spencer."
"Got it. I'll see you soon."
With that, the line was disconnected and I settled deeper into the couch preparing for a conversation that was going to give the birds-and-the-bees conversation a run for its money.
"So you like Spencer?"
"Yes."
"And you're gay?"
"No! I mean, yes. Ugh- I don't know, Kyla! That's why you're here in the first place." The conversation ended up being less awkward and much more frustrating. For some reason, that doesn't make me feel any better. At least it might have been productive.
"Ashley, last time I checked Spencer was a girl and so were you." Kyla points out matter-of-factly.
I treat to her a murderous glare which she cringes under.
"Fine, let's keep going. When did you start liking her?" Kyla questions and I pause because I really don't know the answer to that.
"I'm not sure, Ky. It's just…weird. This whole thing is weird. I'm with Aiden, and okay even I'll admit that I'm not as happy as I could be but that doesn't mean I'm gay! When I look at Spencer, it's different than anything I've ever felt before. It's almost like I- I don't know! I'm just jealous all the time! First with Nathan and now with this Brooke girl."
"Wait a minute. You're jealous? You think you're gay because you're jealous?? Ashley, are you out of your mind?"
I lean deeper into the couch slightly frightened by the raging pixie in front of me. "Yes. No? Maybe? What's the answer that will get you to calm down?"
A pillow slams into the side of my head and I probably deserve that but it doesn't stop me from flinging a magazine at her head and grab a book to chuck next.
"Throw another thing at me and I'm leaving you here alone with your pseudo- gayness!"
I shut up immediately and fold my hands in my lap, looking up at my sister through my eyelashes.
Shaking her head, Kyla takes a seat next to me on the couch and sighs. "You are ridiculous sometimes, Ash. You're not gay."
"I'm not?"
"No! You've been so used to having Spencer all to yourself, but now that you don't you've started feeling all these funky things."
"I'm not gay?"
"Listen to me! You are not gay!"
"I am not gay."
"Not at all!"
"Nothing."
"No!"
"But shouldn't I have started feeling these things when I went out with Aiden?"
"Oh, come on, Ashley! You always made time for Spencer. Aiden was nothing compared to the almighty Spencer Carlin!"
I smirk at my little sister and I can feel my body relaxing from the confirmation Kyla had just given me.
"So what is this, Ky? If I'm not gay, then what is this?"
Kyla leans back and states very matter of factly, "I think that you're having Spencer withdrawals. "
"Are you serious? That's what you're calling this?" I bite the inside of my cheek trying to keep my laughter contained. I know Kyla and I know that she takes her little psychology bullshit very seriously.
"Yes and I- oh for goodness sake, just laugh already. You look even stupider trying to keep it inside like that."
I bite a little tighter on my cheek and shake my head. If I laugh now, she's going to hold this over my head for the rest of my life and trust me that is not something I'm about to deal with.
I call images of fat ladies in bikinis and hairy men in Speedos and I shiver internally. Finally able to calm myself down, I smile at Kyla.
"I'm fine, Ky. I promise. So about these withdrawals, why do they make me feel this way?"
Kyla seems unconvinced but she soon rids herself of these doubts and launches into her explanation. "Nathan and Brooke are into Spencer and I'm guessing that since you were being threatened by them you started liking Spencer-"
"The same way they did? You know that actually makes some sense in a twisted little way." I quirk an eyebrow in surprise to which Kyla beams.
"But what about Spencer?"
Kyla seems thrown off for a second and confused the next. "What about Spencer?"
"Spencer's straight. Or at least I always thought she was." It w as something that had been bugging me and since Kyla was on a roll; maybe she would be able to explain it to me.
"Spencer? Straight? Ashley, honey. Spencer always orders rainbow sherbet ice cream , her favorite action movie is D.E.B.S., and she is currently out on a date with a lesbian. There's not much straight about her other than her hair and even that's a little wavy." Kyla accentuates her point by making her arm look like a macaroni noodle.
It would have been hilarious if I wasn't having an epiphany about my best friend.
"So you're sure? I mean, about her being gay and all?" I swallow hard and find my throat incredibly dry. I stand up shakily and walk into the adjacent kitchen, grabbing two glasses on my way to the sink. I make my way back to the couch and hand Kyla one of the glasses.
"Not entirely but as sure as I can be without asking Spencer herself. I'm waiting on her to come and talk to me about it because pushing it just doesn't seem right."
"So what about me? Should I keep this quiet too? I'm her best friend!"
Kyla sighs, "Yeah, you should. She might just be confused and experimenting right now. We don't know anything for sure. I just told you what I thought and I never would have said anything if I knew you were going to broadcast it to the world. I may be your sister but I'm still her friend."
I look back down at my hands, thoroughly chastised. "Sorry, Ky. I won't say anything to her. Does this mean I should like Brooke now?"
Kyla pauses for a moment and smirks. "Hell yeah, Ash! She's hot! Those dimples! That smile! Those leg-"
I don't even think twice before tackling my squealing sister to the floor.
I don't care how hot Brooke is.
This is war and she's the enemy.