Bo: Spencer is the nice guy here and we have to look at both sides and see from where both girls are coming.. It's ok not liking Spencer.. But Ashley wasn't right as well..

OneLiner: I guess she will..

GreenPen8, vir812 : thanks for your reviews..

Chapter 32

Ashley's POV

When I saw her standing there, looking at me, smiling I thought that it wasn't real.. It was just my mind playing games.. But when I heard her talk then I knew.. The smile I had on my face when I saw her immediately fade when I heard her saying what I wanted to hear a month ago..

"Hey baby, I came to take you home" I didn't reply to her.. No.. I just continued what I was doing without even looking at her.. What she was doing here anyway..

"Ash.. I am here.." I could feel that she was coming closer to me but I stepped back.. It's when I looked at her again..

"And what are you doing here?"

"I came to take you home.." I had to laugh.. What home? I didn't have any..

"I think you are mistaken here.. I have no home.."

"You have.. With me.."

"Spencer, just stop.. You remembered that I exist after a month? After coming by the hospital every day to see you but you didn't want to see me? So please.. Wherever this home is it's not my home.. You can go.."

"Ashley.. Please.. I was wrong.. I was angry.. I had to protect myself.. I couldn't take it anymore.."

"Take what? You knew where I was coming from from the start.. Did you think it would be easy Spencer? You knew who you were, you were alone.. I from the other hand I had to figure out who I was and I was married" I moved back to hang my clothes up when I really didn't want to do anything at all..

"Can you really let me explain?"

"Did you let me? No. Instead I was waiting for you every day.. Till I knew that it was it you know.."

"Ash.. Can we please go upstairs and talk.."

"I think you should leave.. We have nothing to talk about.."

"Don't be like this.."

"And how you found out I was here.. No one knows.."

"I went by your house after I found out that you and Aiden were over and that he threw you out.." I was surprised as to how she knew these stuff.. How..

"How.."

"Aiden came with a mini heart attack at the hospital and he told me under the influence of the drugs.."

"Is he ok?"

"He is.. It was nothing.."

"Ironic.. Instead of finding from me you found it from my ex-husband.. Nice"

"And Rwanda gave me the address and here I am.." I walked to where she was standing and looked at her.. I can't not say that she wasn't beautiful because she was.. She is..

"Just leave.. I don't need you here.. I don't want you here.." and while I was walking away from her I heard her saying "I'll come by every day if that means that you are going to come with me.."

When I knew I was far away I let myself cry.. I didn't expect to see her here.. I hoped that one day maybe she would come.. Inside I was angry but yet feeling good.. Mixed emotions filling my body.. I wanted to scream but at the same time kiss her.. It's not that I didn't love her.. Of course I did.. But I couldn't forget how she treated me the last month..

At the shelter I was known as the foreigner.. The white girl.. There were some people that were kind and other that weren't.. It was a good thing that I had Rwanda's friends near me just in case something happened..

When I came here I realized how I was raised, with everything that I wanted.. A big house, food for an army to eat, not having to work, not having to do anything at all.. And then I find myself here, trying to find a place to warm, eat some bread and soups.. I wasn't expecting to see myself like that.. It was new and at the same time it was hurting me.. It was hurting me because now I could realize how these people were managing, with families, kids and being treated like animals..

"Mrs Ashley, are you ok?"

"I am ok Jill.."

"Who was that girl that came?"

"A friend of mine.."

"I didn't see her here before.."

"That's because it was her first time here.."

"Were you crying?" I was.. But I couldn't tell her why I was crying..

"Happy tears.."

"I guess she is a good friend of yours eh?"

"She is.."

"I cooked roast beef today.. Come with us to eat.."

"Jill, you have three children, a husband and your mother to feed.. I'll be ok"

"Mrs Ashley, there is always a place for you with us.. And I believe in sharing.. There is always next months to eat beef.. We are grateful to have it today.. So are you coming?"

"Of course.."

It amazed me how this woman who had pretty much nothing, who worked from morning till late in the evening most of the times was willing to give more than she had in opposite of these women I grew up with.. Women that were untrue, hateful and heartless.. I was glad I wasn't one of their circle.. At least not any more..

I couldn't stop thinking of her since I saw her back in the garden.. Spencer had the tendency to make me feel lost.. To have mixed emotions.. I wanted to be so angry with her and when I was at the same time I wanted to take back the harsh things I told her.. When I closed my eyes that night I hoped she would be here tomorrow as she said she would be..

Next morning I woke up and did was I was paid to do.. Clean the shelter.. They didn't pay me enough money but it was enough for me.. Of course seeing the white girl cleaning was so entertaining for them..

"Babe, I think you forgot this spot here.. You should come and clean it.." one of the men said.. He wasn't of these people I liked.. He was known for his temper and everyone was afraid of him.. But I did what he asked and while I was cleaning I felt his hands on my ass, grabbing it and squeezing it..

"What are you doing?" I said turning my face at him..

"Come on.. I know you liked it.. I see how you look at me.. Wanting some chocolate.." I picked up my things and tried to leave when he stopped me by holding my wrist.. "I am sure you would looove some chocolate in your skinny ass.." no one was moving to do anything.. I was trying to escape from him but he was a 6 foot guy and I was only 5.2 and a woman..

"Please stop.."

"I like when women beg.." he pushed me against the wall and I could smell his breath.. He was drunk.. His face inches apart from mine.. All I could do was scream..

"Help, please someone help me.."

"No one is going to help you milky.." and while he was about to touch me I heard a glass smashed on his head and him screaming from pain..

"You fucking asshole.." it was her..

"Spen.." she grabbed my hand and took me out of the building with me crying on his shoulders and her soothing me.. Trying to relax me..

"Ssssh.. Its ok.. I am here.. I am here now.. Everything is going to be ok.."

"He tried.."

"He didn't though.."

"You came.."

"Of course I did.. I told you I would come every day and I am happy I was here before he would do anything to you.." I turned my face to look at her and hugged her so hard..

"Please come with me.. If you don't want to stay with me I can find you a hotel and you can stay there.. But I don't want you to stay again here.. Ok?"

"But I have my things.."

"I'll go get them.. You are not going to get inside there.. Ok?"

"Spence.. Please be careful.."

"I was in a war.."

"As a doctor.."

"Still.. I know how to protect myself.. Stay here.. I'll be back in a few"

I stayed there as she told me to and waited.. She came outside after an hour with my bags on her hands..

"All set.. Are you ready to go?"

"How did you manage?"

"Doesn't matter.. Now lets walk because no taxi comes by here"

When we found a taxi and took it to Manhattan I still couldn't believe what would happen to me if Spencer wasn't there the right moment.. I held her hand tight because no matter what she was still the girl I was in love with.. I didn't know what would happen tomorrow.. All I knew was that I was holding her hand..

TBC

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