Disclaimer: Do I have to keep saying it? I don't own SoN, it would be nice if I did though…

Note: Thank you for the reviews! Since I got a few reviews I decided to keep this going… oh and thanks to brooklyndeb for the idea! So here's chapter 3! Hope you enjoy!

Ashley's POV

That bitch. I can't believe her. I didn't think she would go so low. But she did. She told her new mancandy to tell me that Spencer passed away. I spent the whole night crying. And drinking. I thought I could drink the pain away. But it only made things worse.

The morning after Aiden stopped by. He wanted to see how I was doing. He found me passed out on the couch. There was an empty vodka bottle beside me. He found all the liquor in the house and poured it down the drain. He even found the hidden bottles under the sink. Once I showered he wanted to tell me something. It seemed important. And when he told me, I was in disbelief. I had to go see it for myself.

We drove back up to the hospital. At first the receptionist was hesitant. Then she finally gave in and told us where she was. I was walking so fast that Aiden had to jog just to keep up with me. Then I found her. I was happy for only a second. Then my heart felt like it was broken into a million pieces. I just stood there. Looking through the window. She was hooked up to several different machines.

I wanted to cry. But I couldn't. I had to be strong for her. So we stepped inside the room. Despite the fact that the wicked witch of the west was in there. Lucky me Mr. C. was in there as well. He shook hands with Aiden. And he smiled at me. Gave me a hug too. The witch, on the other hand, looked like she just swallowed a lemon. She told me to leave. I said no. I took a step forward. We were almost face to face. And I wasn't going to back down either.

"I told you to leave." I could see the hate in her eyes.

"No. I don't want to. I want to be here when Spencer wakes up."

"No you won't be. I don't want you anywhere near her when she wakes up!" I could tell that Mrs. C. was starting to lose her temper. I started losing my patience as well. My hand formed into a fist and I guess Aiden must've seen me do this because he gently pulled me back. Mr. C. got up. Said I was more than welcome to stay with Spencer. Mr. C. escorted, more like forced, his wife out the door. I looked out the window. I could see them arguing. A minute or so later the devil decides she has to go back to work with her mancandy and takes off. Mr. C. came back into the room.

"Don't mind Paula. She's just upset right now. But like I said before you're welcome to stay with Spencer."

"Thanks, Mr. C." He left the room leaving me with Spencer and Aiden. Aiden decided to leave us alone. I told him that I would catch up with him later. I sat down in the chair next to Spencer. She looked so peaceful. She looked like an angel, if you ask me. I placed my hand on top of hers. I wished that Spencer would make a fast recovery. But I'll wait as long as I have to.

Haha…I think you guys know what to do from here.