Holla back girl! Or guy lol. But seriously thank you guys for the support, you guys seriously want to make me write more. I'm glad that everyone likes Chance; I basically created her to be that voice of reason because she's on the outside looking in and can give the best advice. I know, I hate cliffhangers as much as you all do but when I do that it's so that more ideas can run through my head. Anyways here goes another chapter. Disclaimer: I don't own anything besides my characters and storyline.

Chapter 18

Tonya's POV

I never thought I would find myself here again. In this position, scared that this might be my last memory on this earth. God, where is Spencer? I know that I'm the last person she would help but sisters always look out for sisters' right? Maybe I should start from the beginning and how I am locked in the backroom with a maniac with a gun on the other side.

Flashback

What's the point of having a stupid doorbell when you're just going to ignore it? Then again, at this type of place no one rings the doorbell. I should know better, I spent many times here during middle school. Don't ask why I was here but I guess I was looking for attention that I felt that Spencer was taking away from me. The door finally opens and I am met with a familiar face that I hadn't seen in ages. Her green eyes have no lost the glow that they use to have, her body has no shaped now that she is as thin as a stick. Her hair is a dull brown and I can tell that she hasn't kept up with it.

"Don't you know that you're not welcomed here?" The girl says closing the door; I put my foot in between the crack to stop it from closing all the way.

"Well it's glad to see that you're still here Kelly." That's right, I know this drugged out chick. We use to be close friends in middle school; she was actually the friend that was filling in for that night. After what happened with Ashley and Carmen, I left the drugs alone and dropped people like Kelly out of my life.

"Well not all of us has doctor moms and caring dads to turn to when things get rough."

"Wow, you're still mad that stuff. Look, I was a kid looking for attention; this wasn't the right place for me."

"Whatever, just get out of here and go back to your safe home."

"No until I see Sanchez."

"Why do you need to see her?"

"That's none of your business." Just as I was trying to push myself inside the house, the door swings open and reveals Carmen standing behind Kelly. She has this smirk on her face that only makes me want to smack the shit out of her.

"What do you think you're going here?" She asked bringing me into the house and locking it behind us. I look around at the place I once thought was glamorous that was now filled with dirt, drugs and addicts.

"So you think that it's fun to give my sister a black eye?" I get in Carmen's face standing my ground on why I am here. She chuckles lightly and lights a cigarette, making sure that she blows the smoke in my face. She walks to a room and motions for me to follow. I know I could get myself in some serious danger but I need to fix this, I need for Spencer to forgive me.

"Look Spencer wasn't supposed to get hurt, I was shutting up that little Davies bitch and Spencer was just in the way."

"Wow, you have no remorse do you? That poor girl is in the hospital and my sister got caught up in your bullshit!"

"Whatever, are you here to yell at me or do you want to tell me the real reason that you're here."

"That is why I'm here! From now on, stay away from Spencer."

"Let's not forget sweetheart, you wanted me to get close to her. You called me."

"Yeah I did, only because I was stupid to think that Ashley was the problem when really was me. I was the one who didn't tell Spencer the truth because I was trying to protect her. Look, just back off okay, it's obvious that you guys have nothing going on."

"Oh sweet little Tonya, I don't think that I can do that."

"What are you talking about? Spencer can't stand you and is going to get back with Ashley. There's nothing you can do."

"Do I look like a give a fuck? Spencer is pretty hot and she could make me a lot of money…"

When she said that my heart stopped. I remember how I was used, because of my look. It seems that people will believe anything from someone who's attractive. I can't let Spencer ruin her life.

"Just drop it ok? Spencer isn't going to do that."

"She will when I tell her that I will tell our parents about your previous actions."

I know that I can't look in a mirror right now but I can tell that my face is pale white. If my parents find out… it will ruin everything, they will never look at me the same way. They'll hate me, please tell me that this is not happening.

"And before you say that I don't have proof, I happen to have videos, pictures of you doing some things that Mama Carlin couldn't want to see."

"Please Carmen, don't do this. Just leave Spencer out of it…"

She takes the last pull of her cigarette and puts it out while letting the smoke fill the room. She walks over to me slowly, which seems like it's taking forever. Her eyes wander my body as a slow smirk emerges from her face. She circles me, licking her lips like I'm candy on display.

"I might not take her if you do one thing."

"Name it. I'll do anything." At this point if she told me to rob a bank I would.

"You know I missed you when you left. Even after you fucked Ashley, I still couldn't get you out of my head… sure, you're sister seems like she could be a great moaner, but you… sex with you is no comparison.." She plays with the end on my hair, gently touching my neck. I can't help but feel like slim, everything I worked to get away from is coming back to me and I'm not sure what to do.

"Carmen…just tell me what to do."

"Don't play dumb Tonya… one more time, right here and now. Wipe the slate clean and I will leave your precious sister alone." She removes my jacket from me and starts unbuttoning my shirt, my hands move up pushing her body away from mine. Carmen doesn't take no for an answer as she comes closer and proceeds to do what she was going before. I don't know when I decided to do this but I just wanted her to get away from me, the next thing I know, A wad of spit in on Carmen's face and dangles down her face until it falls to the floor. My face is now stinging from Carmen's slap, you would think that because we're about the same height, I would be able to take her but guess again. Carmen's faster and stronger and I can't get from underneath her. I tell her no multiple times, closing my eyes shut wishing I was in another place. Tears roll down my cheek as Carmen rips my shirt off of me. I plead for her to get off of me as she holds my arms down. Her lips are like poison on my skin, rough and wanted. My pleads must have been annoying her as she points a gun at my temple. I prayed to myself wishing that this wouldn't be the way that I die.

"Cry or speak on more time and I will blow your pretty little head off. Got it" She presses the gun into my temple more, making sure that I knew that she wasn't playing around. I nod in response and she puts the gun beside us. "No kiss me like you mean it." Her lips are forceful against mine and every second that they stay on mine makes me feel like I'd rather be dead. I kiss her back, making myself forget where I am even at. She eventually lets go off my arms and tries to take off my jeans. Don't just lay here, do something. Before she could unzip my jeans, I take the gun and hit her in the head causing her to roll off of me. I quickly get up and open the door, I run to the front entrance and try to unlock the million locks that are placed on here.

"YOU LITTLE BITCH! YOU'RE DEAD!" at this point, if I stay at this door I'm not going to make it out of here alive. I run upstairs and head to a room that I remember. It's all the way in the back but the best thing about it, it locks when automatically closed and only the person inside can open it. I run to the door and thankfully it was open. I shut it behind me and break down. How do I always get myself in such a mess? Would I have been better off letting Carmen rape me? Enough with the questions, it's time to think and think fast. I felt my pocket and was glad that to feel my phone. I know that I can't call mom and dad because this will send them into a straight heart attack, I look for Spencer's name and I hear a loud bang on the door.

"YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU CAN'T HIDE! YOU BETTER HOPE THAT I DON'T GET IN THERE!" Her banging doesn't stop and as scared as I am, I keep looking for Spencer's name. I call her three times but was sent straight to machine. My last options are to text her and just hope that she makes it here in time.

Ashley's POV

I don't care with Aiden says, I don't care what my mom says, or what you might even have to say. None of that matters right now. Carmen is going to pay for everything. For hurting Kyla, trying to steal Spencer, and she will regret the day that she was born. The Shore drive house, I hate to say that when I wasn't getting partying, I was here getting high and sleeping with god knows who. Bad memories that I can't help but think surface as I walk to the door. I do the secret knock that was hopefully recognizable because only a dumbass would ring the doorbell. The door opens and Kelly opens the door, with a fearful look on her face.

"Ashley, if you're here to buy some stuff it's not a good time…"

"Trust me; I'm not into that stuff. I just need to have a little talk with Carmen."

"Ashley… it's not a good time."

A loud bang goes off and I know well enough to realize that it's someone is shooting in the house. Maybe it's just a bad drug deal, but whatever it is, it's none of my business. At least, I didn't think so until I heard Carmen shouting at someone.

"THIS ISN'T OVER TONYA! NO ONE IS GONNA SAVE YOU!"

I push Kelly out of the way and run up the stairs. Several gun shots go off and the more that go off, the more I'm worried that Tonya could be dead. Carmen has changed over the years so I wouldn't put murdering someone above her. I follow the sound to the back room and see Carmen shooting at the door. I admittedly run behind Carmen and hit her head against the door. She falls to the ground, pointing the gun at me. Nothing is stopping her from shooting at me and just as my life is flashing before my eyes, she pulls the trigger. I close my eyes and hear a click. Click means no bullets; no bullets mean I'm not dead. I kick the gun out of her hand and it spins to wherever it lands. I get on top of her and punch her so many times that I lost count. I took everything out on her, I've wanted to do this for the past three years and now nothing can stop me. My fist is covered in Carmen's blood and she isn't responding to me at all. Her face is already bruising up but that doesn't stop me. I get up and repeatedly kick Carmen in the ribs. I didn't care if I caused damage or if she was still breathing. Everything that I was holding in just came out in every kick. I feel someone pull me away from Carmen's non responsive body and I was going to bitch slapped whoever it was but when I saw that it was Kelly, I knew that I wouldn't do that to her.

"Ashley just stop it! You're gonna kill her." Kelly says holding my arms back. I take a deep breath and look at Carmen who was in pain and spitting out blood. I went to the door and back door and banged on it.

"Tonya open the door. No one is going to hurt you."

"Ashley?" Tonya says from behind the door.

"Yeah it's me, just hurry up so we can get the hell out of here." I wait a minute and I hear the door unlock. Tonya comes out only wearing a bra and jeans. She looks at me and starts crying, I don't know if it was because she saw me or because I just saved her life but I held her while she cried. When she calm down, I let her go and told her that everything would be okay. I didn't care to know why but I wanted to get her and myself out of here. She grabbed my hand that I had open and we made our way out of the room.

"Ashley… I know that…I'm not really good with…"

"Tonya you don't have to explain anything to me. You're welcome."

"But you didn't have to do that…what you did back there, you could have died…"

"I know but what kind of person would I be if I let someone like Carmen hurt you?"

"Ash…if anyone hurt anyone it…"

"Listen, back then we weren't the same people we are now. We made mistakes and we have to pay for them, but that doesn't mean that if you're in trouble that I won't help you." Tonya gives me a small smile and I return on back. When we reach outside, we let go each other's hands.

"So you and my sister…wouldn't picture you guys together."

"Well we're not together right now but…"

"I have to admit, I wasn't really supportive about you and Spencer."

"You don't say!" I say sarcastically making Tonya lightly chuckle.

"At the end of the day, I realize that it should only matter that you make my sister happy. And if you keep doing that then we have no problem."

I nod in response, and we stand there in silence not sure what to say, until Tonya's voice breaks the silence

"Just so you know, this doesn't mean that we're friends or anything." Tonya says, I laugh but only out of amusement. Tonya and I will never be friends even if it was the last day on earth, but I think we now have an understanding of each other. A few minutes later, a white ford focus pulls up to the house and before the car would stay in park, Spencer jumps out of her car and races up to give Tonya the biggest bear hug that I've ever seen. I couldn't help but stare at Spencer. She was dressed so plain in a pair of black yoga pants, a white tank top and a messy ponytail. She looked so beautiful and I wanted nothing more for her to let go of her sister and kiss her but I knew that would only be my imagination.

"Tonya what happened? Are you okay? What are you doing here? How did you get here?"

"Spence slow down. I can only answer one question at a time."

"Sorry for being worried about you when all I got was a text saying that you needed my help. So what's going on?"

"Before you say anything, you have to promise not to hit me on the arm."

"I promise." Spencer says.

"I know that this wasn't the best idea but I came here to confront Carmen about hurting you." Spencer gives Tonya a look but doesn't say anything. "Things just got out of hand and I ended up hiding in a room." Spencer pulls Tonya into another hug and rubs her back to soothe her. Just as Tonya was relaxing Spencer let go of Tonya and smacked her in the back of the head. "Ow! You promised that you wouldn't do that."

"That was before I knew what you did! Tonya you could have gotten really hurt, what if you hadn't gotten out of there. And by the way, where is your shirt?" Wow, it never occurred to me that Tonya was outside in just her bra and jeans, and maybe I should have offered her the hoodie that's in my backseat.

"I know Spence. And I was pretty aware of that when Carmen decided to go all Scarface on me, but honestly if it wasn't for Ashley, things would be different right now."

Spencer turns to look at me and for the first time I noticed how dark her bruised eye was. Part of me wanted to console her and place sweet kisses on her bruised eye, but the other part of me wanted to run back inside the house and continue to kick Carmen's ass. She moves closer to me and I'm not sure what to say. Quick Davies say something!

"I have a hoodie, it's in the backseat. You can have it, if you want." Great Ash, the girl of your dreams is standing in front of her and the only thing that you say is that you have a hoodie for Tonya? Nice one.

"Cool. I'll take you up on that offer." I unlock the car and Tonya goes to my car to get the hoodie. Spencer and I look at each other without saying anything.

"Thanks, if anything would have happened to Tonya, I couldn't live with myself."

"Oh, it's no problem. Spencer, I wanted to ask you…"

"Would you like to come over later tonight? My parents aren't coming home tonight, some hospital thing for my mom."

This is what I've been waiting for. For the first time in weeks, Spencer wants to hang out with me.

"Yeah, that'll be cool. We can do that."

"Alright, any time after nine is good."

"Can we go home Spence? I can't stand being here right now." Tonya says coming back from the car sporting my midriff black hoodie.

"See you tonight Spence." That's the last thing that I say when I head to my car. I drive off leaving the drama behind me, and my future with Spencer in my vision.

Chance's POV

Take it off

I wanna love you

And everybody wanna touch you

You movin right wanna see what's under

Then back it up, beep beep like a trucker.

Nice thighs, nice waist, and you know I can't forget about your face

But don't none of that matter I'm about to make you pockets fatter

You must think that I'm a complete loser because I'm a studio by myself at night, but I want to get this choreography down so that I can show my Tuesday class. Sorry, I'm going on about dancing and we haven't even been properly introduced. If you don't know by now, my name is Chance. Don't really like my last name so I just go by Chance. If you can't tell dancing is my life and I don't know where I would be without it. I love hip hop but ballet is just as important. For me, Hip hop helps my creativity come out while ballet keeps me focused and on track. I don't want to be your run of the mile dancer that tours with everyone. I want to be a choreographer, it's just gives me this awesome feeling when I see other people dancing to my work.

Girl I just wanna see you strip, right now cause it's late babe

Girl I just wanna see you strip, girl take your time with it

Girl I just wanna see you strip

God damn you're sexy (for me)

God damn you're sexy (baby)

God damn you're sexy

Girl I just wanna see you…

I go into the part that is freestyle and move my body like a shake, lifting up my shirt to show my abs. It's mostly me just playing around in the mirror. I turn off the music and play back the video that I just recorded. I hear a knock on the door and see the definition of sophistication and beauty. Chelsea was wearing a pink summer dress and carrying a box with food. Ever since I saw her that night with Spencer, I wouldn't get her off my mind. I know what you're saying, she's a straight girl and I don't have a chance. Hey that was funny, Chance not having a chance. I look up at her and smile and she walks into the room placing the food on the ground.

"Hey, it's Chance right."

"Yeah, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, I thought that maybe Spencer was still here and thought that it would be nice to bring her some food."

Awe, she has to be the sweetest girl that I have ever met.

"Well that's nice of you, but Spencer's not here. She said she had an emergency.

"Oh okay… well are you hungry. It's nothing much just a burger and fries."

"Sure that would be awesome. I could use a good break." I say giving her my best smile. We sit on the floor and Chelsea hands me my food. I accept it and we eat in silence for a second.

"So if Spencer's the dancer than you must be…"

"The artist. Painting, sketching, sculptures. That whole thing."

"Well that's good. People of the arts have to stick together right?"

"Yeah I know what you mean. The schools are getting rid of all the cool stuff like dance, music, and art but they keep the sports around."

"It makes you wonder, what is the future artist, and dancers, and musicians supposed to look forward to when they come to school. Going to a Friday night football game?"

Chelsea laughs and smiles at me. Man, her teeth are like really white. Like just came back from the dentist kind of white.

"So Chance, tell me about yourself."

I always get nervous, especially when I'm talking to someone as gorgeous as Chelsea. I take one more bite of my burger and swallow my food down.

"Well, from Florida originally. When I was twelve, my mom divorced my dad and we moved out here. Dancing has been my whole life, mostly ballet and hip hop."

"You like ballet? I never pictured you as a ballerina."

I chuckle at her response. Not most people expect that from me, but like the saying goes, never judge a book by its cover.

"You're not the first person to tell me that. Ballet keeps me balanced, helps me stay disciplined and organized. But Hip Hop takes me places ballet can't. I kind of like how with hip hop, it doesn't matter who you are or what you look like, as long as it feels right to you then it's all good."

Chelsea looks at me smiling, but she isn't saying anything to me. Oh god, please tell me that I didn't sound like a total loser.

"Wow, I'm rambling too much am I."

"No, I just think that it's nice how passionate you are about dance. Spencer is the same way when she talks about it too."

"Well she's an incredible dancer; I've never seen anyone move like that."

Chelsea looks down with a look of worry on her face, which bothers me.

"Is something wrong?"

"Look, if you're into Spencer, you should know that she kind of is seeing someone and I wouldn't want you getting caught up with her complicated…"

"Whoa! I so don't think of Spencer that way. Don't get me wrong she's a nice girl and very attractive but she isn't my type."

"So is your type?" Chelsea asks me out of curiosity.

"Well she has to be fun, kind of artsy but have her own swag about her. She has to be able to be around anyone and make me feel like I can talk to her about anything."

"Sounds like some good qualities. I kind of look for the same thing too in a person."

"Yeah, what about you? Does your boyfriend have any of those qualities?

"No boyfriend at the time, but I am defiantly keeping my options open for anyone."

Is it bad that I wish that I was one of those options?

Okay so sorry if the fight scene wasn't what you were expecting. I just wanted Ashley to beat the shit out of Carmen. I'm going to keep Chance in the story, mainly because she's just a breath of fresh air for the story and she can be another person encouraging Spencer to continue dancing. Next chapter will have more Spashley for sure. So please tell me what you think. If you want, you can give ideas and I will take them into consideration. Other than that, keep reading and reviewing and I will see you all next time.

Song used:

Strip by Chris Brown