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Author's Note: An extra long chapter, so leave some extra love. You know, because you love me.
Chapter 10
It slowly began to dawn on Ashley that despite being the violent one (as Madison had dubbed her) and the veteran lesbian, she was clearly the bitch in her relationship. She had no idea how it happened. She was used to cracking the whip but instead suddenly she was running around constantly trying to please Spencer.
Daaaamn. Love turns you into a pussy.
Of course every time Ashley would begin to get worked up about her new role, she would think of Spencer's smile, picture the girl's typical head tilt and just melt again.
I am so pathetic.
It was Friday, only a few days of Ashley's sentence had passed and she was already bored out of her mind. There were only so many movies she could watch, only so many daydreams she could have of Spencer, only so many fights with her mom before it all became too much. She didn't want to go anywhere far without Spencer so she always stayed close to home and waited until she got her usual call after school. This afternoon though, there was a knock on her front door. Ashley excitedly ran to the door, expecting Spencer, but instead opening it up to see Paula.
Ashley quickly slammed the door surprised. Fuuuuuck! You idiot! she scolded herself, quickly opening it again.
"Sorry about that Mrs. C. I thought you were a salesperson or a Jehovah's Witness, you have no idea how many we get around here. So what brings you to the bordello?"
Paula visibly flinched at her words and Ashley gave herself a point on her mental chalkboard.
"This won't take long," Paula finally said.
"Okay, but if you're going to kill me, please don't make it messy. My mother hates to have the pay the maids for overtime. Would you like to come in?"
Paula actually looked perturbed by the offer. "No. I just want you to stay away from my daughter."
You're like a broken record woman.
"I'm afraid I can't do that Mrs. C," Ashley said seriously. "See, we go to the same school, we have the same friends…well, friend…even the same enemies. And there's something else…oh what was it? Right, just the fact that I'm head over heels in love with her."
Paula went white and looked like she was about to faint.
Oh great, saving Spencer's homophobic mother, the last thing on my list of things I wanted to do today.
"Be cool Mrs. C!"
Paula flinched again and collected herself, pulling her purse close to her side. "I just wanted to come here and appeal to you. I see I was wrong in assuming you would want what's best for Spencer. May God save your soul, Ashley. I will do everything in my power to save my daughter's."
As Paula turned to walk away Ashley called after her, "Honestly Paula, you're the least of my worries."
Paula turned back around. "You might want to rethink that. I moved up here, and I have the power to move away."
The bitch is back folks! Ashley laughed to herself. Why do we even pretend to respect each other?
"Paula, as far as I can tell you've been kicked out of your own home. You're power doesn't worry me in the slightest. Hell, at this point your husband likes me better than he likes you. Now please, get off my property, this is harassment."
Hmmm, I wonder if that could work on my own mother…
Without another word Paula walked away in a huff, again giving Ashley the middle finger.
"You're a damn sucky Christian!" the brunette yelled.
Closing the doorAshley felt her cell phone vibrate. This time is was the Carlin she was hoping for. "Hey baby, your mom was just here!"
"Oh fuck me."
"I've been trying!"
"What did she want?"
"The usual, fire and brimstone, stay away from my daughter, blah blah blah. But this time she left the cross at home. I feel honored. But enough about your mom. It's Friday, what are we doing tonight?"
"I want to go dancing, and then, maybe if things are romantic enough, we can go back to your house and have some after hours activities."
Ashley had to laugh at Spencer's naïve way of putting things. "In other words, if I play things right I'm finally going to get lucky tonight. You know Spence, we could just skip going out, all the dancing that I want to do involves being naked."
"You're such a horndog."
"You wouldn't have me any other way baby. I'll pick you up tonight."
When arriving at their usual hangout, Ashley could not take her eyes off Spencer. Ashley had ended up wearing a black halter dress, the deep neckline and open back leaving little to the imagination. She had wanted Spencer to be thinking about what little she couldn't see all night. But it was Spencer's outfit that ended up taking everyone's breath away. It was simply a light blue low back halter dress but it was the way it fit her that made Ashley want to rip it off her body. It was practically a second skin, fitting in all the right places, highlighting certain features, and causing drool to actually slip out of Ashley's mouth.
"Ashley, you're still staring," Spencer said shyly.
"Doll, everyone has been staring since you walked in. I have to be careful or someone might try to steal you from me tonight."
Spencer grinned and kissed Ashley's cheek. "Not going to happen," she whisper finding them a table.
As she sat down Ashley saw Madison out of the corner of her eyes. She was talking with two girls who looked vaguely familiar. When Madison caught Ashley watching a grin crossed her face. Ashley did not like the look of that grin.
Madison walked over, the two familiar girls in tow. As they got closer Ashley realized she did in fact know the girls. In a very biblical sense. Although their names were nowhere in her memory.
Oh, hell in a hand basket!
"Hey Ashley! You remember Gina and Sharon right?" Madison asked, feigning innocence.
Ashley shot a quick look at Spencer, mouthing "I'll tell you everything later." To the girls she said aloud, "Long time, no see."
One of the girls giggled. Which are you again? Ashley thought racking her brain for some memory. She noticed everyone watching her, waiting for her to speak.
"Obviously not long enough though. This is my girlfriend, Spencer. Let's play find the keyword in that sentence!" Ashley knew she was sounding pretty dumb, but she was desperate for some reprieve in the situation. "And uh, girlfriend Spencer, meet Gina and Sharon."
Spencer reached out to shake hands but Madison grabbed her wrist. "Oh honey, I wouldn't do that, you don't know where they've been. Oh, wait, now I guess you do."
Ashley looked around desperately for something to throw at Madison's smug face. She would have simply leapt across the table but the dress she was wearing wouldn't stand for it, and no one was getting a free show except Spencer.
Madison still had her hand on Spencer. "Spence, let's take a walk and leave Ashley to catch up with her old friends," she suggested.
Ashley scoffed. "Go fuck yourself Madison."
"No. I want to talk to Madison actually," Spencer surprised everyone by saying. Ashley felt her heart sink. She was about to protest and beg to explain but Spencer leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, her lips calming her in an instant. "I'll be back in a minute."
Ashley watched the two walk away, her wish of being a fly on the wall for that conversation quickly turning into a full blown fantasy.
Spencer's right. I am a horndog.
Ashley was so wrapped up in her girlfriend she failed to notice Gina and Sharon helping themselves to chairs.
"No, please, sit down," Ashley said sarcastically. Now that Spencer wasn't around, she had no intention of trying to be nice.
"Ashley, you never called me back," Gina…Sharon…said with a pout.
"Yeah, way to get the hint," Ashley replied with a thumbs up.
"So you're saying I was a one night stand?"
"You don't pick up chicks in a bar and hope for a substantial relationship."
"I'll bet all girls are simply a one night stand to a tramp like you."
Someone's getting a bit testy. I must be even better at pleasing girls than I thought.
"I got four nights actually," the second girl finally threw in.
And I still don't remember your name!
"Hey, I know!" Ashley began, going into problem solver mode. "You two are both here for a hookup right?"
"Threesome!"
Ashley smacked the girl upside the head, pointing in the direction Spencer had gone. "Girlfriend! Spencer!" Did I always go for the idiots or something?
"Foursome!"
"Look, why don't you two just go do each other?"
The quiet one spoke up again, "We could make a threesome worth your while."
Ashley just cut to the chase, "I'll double whatever Madison is paying you if you just leave me the fuck alone. Don't get me wrong, you two were great for what I needed at the time. At least I assume, since honestly neither of you were apparently that memorable. Anyway, I'm happy with Spencer. And I'm not looking for anything, or anyone, else. Ever."
The testy one jumped in, "Yeah, cute, whatever, $200 upfront and we're gone."
Ashley glared.
Oh Madison. You are going to wish you had saved some money for the nose job you're going to need when I get through with you.
"Spencer, I must say I'm glad you're seeing the light. I know we've had our issues in the past, but I'm just looking out for your best interest…"
"Shove it Madison," Spencer interrupted the cheerleader. They had walked outside to get some fresh air, Spencer letting Madison talk until the door finally shut behind them. "Cut the bullshit. We both know you're just out to hurt Ashley. What I want to know is why."
"What's it feel like Spencer? To be just another notch on her bedpost?"
"Madison, there may be a long line before me, but I am the last line. Ashley and I have what some call a relationship. You might be unaware of what that actually means, what with your hopping from one basketball player to the next, but it means I'm not going to go home and tear up our pictures just because Ashley has a past."
"And quite a sordid one at that. Doesn't it bother you Spencer?"
"Always a lover, never loved. Doesn't it bother you Madison?"
"Allow me to let you in on a little secret country bumpkin. In LA everything is a show. The big lights, the noises, the constant movement, and yes even the people, they're all hiding something. It's all fake. This is not some fairytale. You have no just met your soul mate, this isn't destiny at its best. You are simply another girl."
Spencer grabbed Madison's arm in a tight grip. "Maybe this isn't about Ashley. Maybe this is about me. Do you secretly want me Madison? You did date Aiden after all, and there is a pattern among the girls he's been with."
Madison desperately tried to break free from Spencer's grasp. "Oh, wouldn't that be so convenient? Turns out I was just jealous because I wanted you all for myself. How after school special of you Spencer. Get over yourself."
With a shove and a glare Spencer released Madison. "If you don't stop messing with me and my girlfriend you're going to need even heavier makeup to cover your bruises. And that's a promise." With that she walked back inside to find Ashley.
Ashley watched as Spencer, head held high, walked back to their table.
"So, about those girls," the blonde began to ask, "exes?"
"Not exactly," Ashley sighed. "How much trouble am I in?"
Spencer faked shock. "Not exactly exes? You mean you slept with them? You aren't a virgin saving yourself for me? Well, hell. That just tears it then." Getting serious she added, "Look Ashley, everyone has a past, even little ol' me. That's what makes them interesting."
Ashley let out a laugh, relieved more than she would like to admit. "What did I do to deserve you?"
"Saved me from being a cheerleader with Madison."
"Speaking of, I guess you're not going to tell me what happened between you and Madison again."
"Want to make out?" Spencer asked with a grin.
"Yes!" Ashley said excitedly. Then she slapped herself in the forehead, "Ugh, I am so your bitch."
Spencer frowned at that. "We talked about the usual. You are Satan, I should leave you to be miserable, and then I threatened her. Now kiss me Davies."
Ashley leaved over and caught those lips with her own. She poured everything into the kiss, trying to let Spencer know she wanted no one else ever again. When they pulled apart Spencer sighed contently, her lips slightly parted.
Ashley never wanted to look at anything else. "Have I told you lately how much I love your lips?"
"It might have come up, but I wouldn't mind hearing it again."
"I," Ashley gave Spencer a quick peck on the lips, "love," another kiss, "your," another kiss, but this time Spencer held Ashley's head in place, not letting her move away.
Because Ashley had been speaking she didn't have the appropriate air supply. She pretty quickly began to crave some oxygen. Eventually, and thankfully before she passed out, Spencer let go.
"Do you feel that? The trying to catch your breath, the room slightly spinning, feeling a tad lightheaded? That's how I feel every time you're even near me Ashley. You are so not my bitch. I am so crazy in love with you," Spencer told the brunette.
Ashley grinned like crazy and began to giggle, fearing she'd never be able to stop.
"But Madison showing up totally guaranteed I'm not getting lucky tonight didn't it?" she asked between laughter.
Spencer began to laugh as well, "Oh, totally."
Ashley grabbed the girl into a hug, their bodies fitting together perfectly, their warmth feeding the other. "I can live with that."