So here's another chapter. I'm trying to get them out there a.s.a.p., mainly because I want to know what will happen with Spashley as well. Okay well tell me what you think but reviewing because I love reading you guys' opinions and you all give me the inspiration to continue to write. Thank you all so much and enjoy. Disclaimer: Even though I love it to death, I do not own SON or its characters.
Chapter 22
Spencer's POV
It sucked having to come home after having the best day with Ashley. Everything was just perfect, being with her, surrounded by our love and that beautiful song… it only makes me fall more in love with her than I was before. She is truly everything that I could ever want in a soul mate, and don't say that I'm being a typical "U haul lesbian" but when you have the love that I have for Ashley, you can't help but think about spending the rest of your life with her. I pull into the driveway not seeing Glen and Clay's car, but I did see my mom's car right beside my dad's. Fuck, I really hope that she's sleeping by now; after all it's pretty late for her. I check the clock before turning off my car, 1:23 am.
I know what you're thinking but things kind of got out of hand after Ashley joined me in the shower and you know how that goes… what? You didn't expect for me to tell you what went on in that shower did you? Don't be too nosy you guys, I did share my first time with you today. Okay stop with your questions so I can sneak into my house successfully.
I walk into my house and close the door quietly looking around, most of the downstairs area was dark so I took that as a sign that everyone was in bed. I was thanking God as I walked up to my room, trying not to step heavily up the stairs. I heard a distant voice coming from one of the rooms, probably Tonya on the phone gossiping with Madison, not really interested in that conversation, I head to my room. I turn on my light and drop my keys on the dresser. I begin to get undress taking off my sweater when a voice startles me, distracting me from my task.
"Is coming home pass curfew in this whole dancing package?" My mom says standing in the door way of my closet, I don't know how I didn't notice her, probably because I was still thinking about my day with Ashley. She comes closer to me, her eyes turn almost grey which is never a good thing. Whenever my mom's eyes look that way, it means that things are not gonna be good. "Answer me Spencer!"
"For your information, dancing is not the reason I was late. I was spending time with Ashley and we lost track of time."
"Doing what exactly?"
"Nothing, we watched some movies and fell asleep." I say sticking to my story.
"Liar." She says with confidence, she looks at me as though she reading through my excuse.
"Excuse me. You weren't there."
"I don't have to be there to know that we're sleeping with that girl! I can smell sex on you!"
"That girl? You have no right to talk about her like that, unlike you she supports whatever decision I make."
"So you listen to a girl whose mother is hardly there and defy your mother? Wake up Spencer, you live in my house and you will follow my rules. Forget this dancing mess and continue with your studies."
"No! I'm going to be eighteen soon, you can't tell me what to do forever!"
"I can when I see you making the wrong choices Spencer. What happened to you? You were so focused and going down the right path…now I hardly know who you are anymore."
"You never knew who I was to begin with. All you care about is me going to some stupid college and getting some fancy job so that you can brag to your friends!"
"That's not true Spencer."
"How can you say that with a straight face? If either of us Tonya, Glen, Clay don't do exactly what you want us to do, you treat us as if we don't exist. You haven't even talked to me since what happened at dinner!"
"Because you chose to go through with this ridiculous dream! In the real world Spencer, dreams will only get you so far!"
"But they're my dreams. You know what? Ashley is right; I do have to do what makes me happy."
"Oh so it's what Ashley says? 'Ashley says this' and 'Ashley's so right'. Well how about this young lady? You are forbidden to see or speak to Ashley again!"
I felt a burning feeling in my throat as tears swelled up my eyes. She couldn't do this, not after everything that Ashley and I went through. Not after reuniting with her and having her back in my life.
"You can't do this Paula! You can't stop me from seeing Ashley!"
"Watch me young lady. From now on its school and home for you, no dancing and no Ashley."
"I HATE YOU!" I scream at the top of my lungs. My dad walks into the room, obviously woken up the screaming match between me and mom, soon after Tonya was standing right behind him wondering what was going on.
"Do you mind explaining why you both are yelling?" Tonya asks taking a step closer in my room.
"Go back to bed Tonya. This doesn't involve you." My mother barks at Tonya. Tonya walks closer to me and puts her arms around my shoulder as tears fall from my face.
"Spencer's upset mom, of course I'm going to get involved."
"Paula, what's going on here?" My dad says standing next to my mother as he places a hand on her shoulder.
"Nothing is going on, just Spencer being overdramatic."
I scoff, not believing how she was trying to twist the situation around.
"You're one to talk Mom!" I say, fed up with anything that involves her, I turn to my dad as the tears began to flow from my eyes uncontrollably. "I know I'm late coming in and I'm sorry, but Dad she's trying to keep me away from Ashley, she can't do that Dad!" I feel myself breaking down and Tonya pulls me into a tight hug, rubbing my back to ease my pain.
"Spencer didn't do anything wrong Dad and you know it. This is just Paula trying to control everything!" Tonya shouts from the top of her lungs, I couldn't see what was happening on the count of my face is buried in Tonya's shoulder.
"Do you hear the way they talk to me Arthur? No respect what so ever!"
"Paula, maybe we should just give both Spencer and Tonya some space to calm down."
"Calm down? From what? If anyone should have to calm down it should be me! I'm the one worried about their future; I'm the one who was worried sick when Spencer didn't make it home. You don't even back me up!"
"I will back you up when you are making more sense. Let's just go downstairs and have some cookies…"
"You think a sugary snack is going to make this all better? You, Arthur James Carlin, are nothing but a spineless excuse for a husband. You worry too much about being the good guy, you're so weak…"
"Shut the fuck up right now!" My dad tells my mom, causing Tonya and I to look at him and my mother. There are few times when my father raises his voice. Once when I was seven and I gave Tonya a haircut, another time was when Glen took his car out for a joyride and got water into it after driving along the beach. Even though it was terrifying to hear him yell, it felt almost comforting that he was sticking up for me. "You know nothing about these children because you are hardly home! You think because you make it to a family dinner that you're an active parent?" My mother stays silent, not sure what to say. "What was that Paula? Oh that's right, nothing! I'm the one that keeps this house up to the standards you like! The kids confide in me when they need someone to talk to, I have wiped every tear, been there for every argument they had with their friends and not once do I judge them or tell them what to do! So if you want to call me spineless, go ahead, but knowing that my kids are doing what makes them happy is all I need out of life." I look at my mother who is wiping away her silent tears, redness starts to show around her eyes, but it doesn't make me feel sorry for her. Everything that Dad said was true. My father walks out the room and heads downstairs, I'm guessing to bake, it's what he does when he gets upset. My mother turns her attention to me again.
"You are forbidden to see Ashley ever again!"
"I don't have to listen to you Paula, stop being such a bitch." Ouch, that burning sensation takes over the right side of my face, assuring me that my mother has just smacked me. Sure it hurts now, but my face will only be sore.
"What the fuck Mom?" Tonya says trying to see the damage that was done to my face.
"Go to your room Tonya!"
"No!"
"Go to your room before you have to see about your own face!" My mother threats to Tonya, before Tonya could respond back I tell her to go to her room and that I will be okay. This is my drama and she shouldn't have to suffer for it. Tonya leaves the room but I'm not sure if she went back to her room or not. My mother steps closer in front of me, not even blinking. "Listen to me Spencer. This is my house, and these are my rules and if you don't like it then you can leave."
I stood there for a minute and asked myself that typical question, 'What am I going to do?' Before I knew it, I was grabbing my coat and keys and heading out the door, I wasn't going to let her control my life, she wasn't going to stop me from dancing and she definitely wasn't going to stop me from seeing Ashley. Before I could go downstairs, I feel someone pull me closer to them and embracing me with a tight hug. I already knew it was Tonya when I smelt her favorite strawberry shampoo; I hugged her back briefly but let her go. I couldn't stand being in this house anymore.
"Call me when you get to Ashley's?" Tonya said, brushing her tears away.
"Okay and I'll be at school tomorrow so don't ditch." Tonya gave me a head nod and I went downstairs and headed to my car. I put my keys in the ignition; the car was still in park. I took one more look at my old home, and I knew that I miss everyone, including my mother. But right now, I knew that I was making the best decision.
Ashley's POV
When Spencer came to my house crying last night, I automatically felt the same pain she was feeling. I still can't believe that once she had left paradise, she had to go through a complete nightmare. Part of me feels as though it was my fault, I shouldn't have joined her in the shower but I didn't want her to go so soon plus when I thought about Spencer's naked body, I had to jump at that chance. I never expected for her to end up getting hurt, she cried all night in my arms and all I could do was hold her and tell her that I will always be there for her.
On the plus side, it is great seeing her first thing in the morning, I could really get used to seeing her beautiful face every morning. I walk into the kitchen to see my mom making her famous pancakes; mind you they're only famous because it's the only thing she really knows how to make and it's how she met my dad.
"Morning Mom, How was Vegas?" I ask taking the first stack of pancakes that I see.
"It was fun until I saw your father." My mother says to me in a monotone voice. In my house, we rarely discuss my dad. He divorced mom and after he broke up with Penelope, he focused himself into his band and partying. Sure I would get the occasional happy birthday calls but nothing really that makes me say that my dad was really my dad. "He wants you to call him. Maybe sometime after you explain why Spencer was sleeping in your bed."
Uh Oh busted! My mom may travel a lot but she still has rules. No parties, No drinking, No drugs, and No girls sleeping over without her okay. I know I should have called her but with everything that happened, I just didn't find it important.
"You know the rules Ashley."
"I know, and I promise I will do whatever it is you want me to do as your punishment but it was an emergency mom. Spencer needed me."
"Did something happen to her? Is she okay?"
"Her and her mom got into an argument about some stuff, and in the heat of the moment, Paula slapped her."
"What? How could she do something like that?"
"I have no idea. It's like she's trying to control Spencer's life. What she does, who she loves."
"Excuse me, but did I just hear my baby girl use the word love?"
I try to stuff my face with pancakes but by the look in my mom's eyes I can tell I'm going to getting a hug in 5,4,3,2,1. Oh, there it goes.
"Oh honey. I've been waiting for this day and you're finally in love. How does it feel? Does Spencer know? Did she say it back?"
"Whoa Mom, chillax for a second. Yes, we talked about it and Spencer does know that I love her and she loves me back. And how it feels… it's honestly the best feeling I ever felt and I don't want it to end."
My mom smiles at me, giving me yet another hug.
"Well in that case, Spencer is welcomed to stay here for as long as she likes."
"Thanks Mom. Do you think…"
"Not a word about what happened last night? As far as I know, I don't know anything." Isn't my mom awesome? A few minutes later, Spencer walks in wearing the hottest outfit that I had yet seen on her. Yes, it even beats the cheer uniform. Because she didn't have any clothes with her, I told her that my closet was open to her and she could take anything that she pleases. She decided on a black, yellow, purple and blue AC/DC baseball tee, a pair of light blue jeans that weren't too tight or lose but looked amazing on her as they hugged her waist, and a pair of black converse. She didn't wear any makeup and she wore her hair down. Okay so maybe it wasn't the hottest outfit ever, but just the image of her in my clothes makes me want to rip them off and have my way with her.
"Good morning." Spencer says looking around the kitchen.
"Morning." I said while chewing a mouthful of pancakes.
"Honestly Ashley, can you eat like a human for once? We do have company." My mom says. I roll my eyes playfully and shallow some orange juice to clear my mouth.
"It's okay Christine. My older brother Glen, eats like a hungry pig too."
They both laugh, it's nice that my girlfriend and mom actually get along. Hey! She just called me a pig.
"I am not a pig!" I said putting on my best pout. They both try to hold back their laughter but my mom no longer tries as she continues to laugh. Spencer walks over to me and gives me a little kiss on the forehead.
"Oh Ash, but you're the cutest big ever. I'm talking Babe and Gordy status."
"Really? I'm that cute?" Don't you dare even say it. Babe and Gordy are the cutest pigs ever. I loved watching those movies when I was a kid.
"Of course you are." Spencer says giving me a small kiss on the lips. I can taste the mix of syrup and mint toothpaste on my tongue. It's not the best mixture of tastes but only Spencer makes me crave it.
"Sit down Spencer. I made some of my famous pancakes for you."
"Thanks, but I'm not really that hungry."
"Trust me Spencer, these are really famous pancakes. It's how my mom and dad met." I said grinning from ear to ear.
"Sounds like a story worth telling to me." Spencer
My mom put the last stack of pancakes on a plate and turned off the stove before turning her attention to us.
"It's not that much of a famous story. I just made pancakes for Ashley's father."
"HA! That's not the story, come on tell the story for real this time."
"Fine but this is the last time." I nod my head in agreement. Ever since I was a little girl, I loved when my mother would tell my mom and dad met. It's honestly the cutest story ever. "It was a Saturday morning and I had just turned eighteen and was living with my sister Ruby, who was around twenty two. Anyways we were sharing the smallest apartment ever but it was the cheapest one we could find and we loved it. When I went into the bathroom and saw this crazy platinum blonde hair that was all over the place and he wore an earring. An earring! Using my toothbrush and asked if I needed anything! Furious, I went into my sister's room to see her sleeping with some weird tattooed guy. I just started screaming at her and what does she do? Tells me to sleep it off and I'll feel better. I was so upset that the only thing I could do was eat. I happen to be a nervous eater." Yup, it happens to run in the family. "So I got to the kitchen and decided to make some pancakes, when in walks in that same crazy platinum blonde hair guy. He said he wanted to apologize for using how he behaved, and while I still found him to be a pest, I thought that he was a cute pest. He then offered to help me make pancakes and during that time I learned so much about him. How he was in this up and coming band called Purple Venom and how he was going to get signed any day. Usually, I stayed away from musicians, too much drama and too many groupies. But I just couldn't resist that Davies charm."
Yeah, the Davies charm is one of the best things that my dad could have given me and Kyla. We seriously get out of everything with just one smile.
"Those ended up being the best pancakes I ever had." My mom says reminiscing on the past. She doesn't really talk about him that much, but I know that she will always love my dad. He was her first love and you just don't stop loving someone like that.
"Soon, my dad got signed to a label and even though he was a huge rock star and was traveling all over the world, he still managed to see my mom on that same date that they met and would make pancakes." I said finishing the story, when I was younger I knew that just how my mom's eyes how much she loved my dad, and after all these years she still has that same look in her eyes.
"In that case, I think I will have those pancakes now." Spencer says grabbing a stack of pancakes.
Spencer's POV
Wow, after hearing that story how could I not want those pancakes, which by the way were amazing, nothing like my dad's pancakes but they still were really good. After breakfast I went to school, I wasn't really happy about how things went last night but I had to see Tonya and make sure that mom didn't take anything out on her, plus I can't miss Mr. Barnes history class, missing one day of class is like missing an entire week of work. When I walk to my locker, I see Chelsea who is on the phone waiting by my locker. Whoever she was talking to sure knew how to make her smile. I actually like seeing Chelsea like this; she has a really beautiful smile.
"So after dance rehearsal you'll be at my place? Great, you have the directions…okay I'm just making sure that you have everything…I gotta go Chance, little miss 'I don't know how to pick up and call her best friend' just showed up… alright see you at eight." The call ends and Chelsea cannot stop looking at the screen and smiling. I clear my throat so that she remembers that I'm standing there bringing her out of her daze. "So do you mind telling me what happened last night? All I got was a text saying 'Some shit went down, I will tell you tomorrow.'"
"I know and I'm sorry about that it's just that after last night, things were just crazy. Basically, I showed up past curfew, Paula went crazy told me I couldn't dance or see Ashley again, then slapped me and told me I could either stay or leave. So I left." It's still rough to talk about it but Chelsea is my best friend, it's like an obligation to tell her these things. She pulls me into a hug and it was one of the biggest reliefs that I ever felt, she gives the best hugs. I remembering being a little kid and falling off the money bars and crying my eyes out, but as soon as Chelsea hugged me, my tears stopped.
"So you went to Ashley's last night?"
"Yeah, I would have called you but it was already late and I just needed to see Ashley."
"That's okay Spence, I'm glad that you have someone else you can turn to… are you going to be okay?"
"I don't know but I'm not going to stay home. I think I'm going to the house during lunch. No one will be there and I can pick up some of my stuff."
"Yeah I can tell. You look cute and all, but this is so not your style." Chelsea says pointing to my outfit. "I can come with you, if you want."
"That would be great, I could use the extra help, besides, as much as I love Ashley, I cannot keep wearing her clothes, she walks around practically naked."
"Like you don't like seeing her like that… or maybe you just want to see her naked."
"What if I told you that I already have?" I say with a serious tone.
"Spencer Carlin, are you trying to tell me that you are no longer a virgin?" Chelsea says as her jaw nearly drops to the floor, I go to open my locker but Chelsea shuts it and does a loud scream as she turn us in circles. "Spencer this is huge! How did it happen? Are you okay? Did it hurt? What she gentle? Answer me woman."
I give a small chuckle and stop us from spinning. "I won't say much but there is no one better that I would want to share that with."
"I cannot believe that little is a sexually active teen. Welcome to the club slut!"
I stick out my tongue and open my locker to pull out some of books for my English class.
"Enough about me, what was that call with Chance about?" I ask while raising one eyebrow being nosy.
"What are you talking about?"
I give her a look that says' Are you really going to play that card?' and sure enough she just shrugged her shoulders like she doesn't know what I am talking about.
"Chels, we've been best friends since the dawn age of time. You can tell me anything. Is something going on with you and Chance?"
"I know she's your friend Spencer and that we don't know each other that well but…"
"Just spit it out girl!"
"I'm dating Chance!" Oh wow, I can't say that I didn't see that coming because I did, it's just funny to hear it coming from Chelsea. As long as I've known her she has never been attracted to girls.
"That's great Chels, I'm happy for you." Chelsea lets out a huge breathe of relief and smiles now that everything is out in the open. "So does that mean that we play for the same team now?"
"I'm not sure. I really like Chance and she's a great girl, but I'm not sure if I'm a lesbian or not."
"You don't have to choose Chelsea; you could be bisexual or even curious. But that's all up to you, not me or Chance."
The bell rings and we say goodbye and head to our classes. Three more classes and then I can head to my house and pick up my things. I just hope that no one is home when I get there, especially my mom.
Tonya's POV
I bet you were wondering what happened to me. Well sorry but I do actually have this thing called a life and maybe you should get one too… wait, I'm sorry that was pretty rude. It's just that after last night, my mom went on this whole rant about how everyone disrespects her and then she left that night after arguing with dad again. I honestly couldn't sleep all night, plus it sucked because Spencer wasn't there, so I did the next best thing. I crawled into her bed and hugged her pillow. When we were kids and I use to get scarred I would always go to Spencer's room and we would sleep in the same bed, it just sucked that she wasn't there. But she has to do what's best for her and I have to do the same for me, which is why I broke up with Kip. Yeah, I know he was beautiful and built like a Greek god but the boy has no intelligence what so ever.
In the meantime, I decided to work on myself and focus on school my grades are slipping and I need figure out what I want to do with my life. Think about it, everyone has a plan but me. Spencer has dance, Ashley is born to do music, Madison going to USC, even Sherry plans on going being a stylish, even though she has no style at all and Madison picks out her clothes but she still has a plan. When I think about it, I don't really have anything to offer people, I feel like I'm just a complete loser.
Right now I'm in my fashion essentials class. Not my idea but my guidance counselor said that I had to take an elective that actually requires work, which meant no film class for me. And let me tell you, this is probably one of the hardest electives at King High. Madame Mare use to be a small time fashion designer who sold to boutiques, and her stuff was actually good. Too bad she had to actually make money and is teaching here.
"Alright class, I decided that you will no longer be doing any classwork for the rest of the year." Madame Mare says, causing the whole class to applaud happily. "Instead you will work in partners and create your own small fashion line." Great, just when we thought it was over. "Everything that you have learned this semester will be applied to this line and it is worth seventy percent of your grade." She can't be serious! That's my whole entire grade basically. "Now, you will create a fashion line and have to use these three elements. Past, Present, and Future. That's right there are only three pieces you have to create, but remember I will judge you critically, and you will have to show how fashion has evolved. You will also have to find three models and be in control of the hair and makeup. And for extra credit, you can create a piece that you feel best represents you and everything that you learned. This will be due two weeks before graduation because I have to have this graded before the seniors leave." You can hear everyone worried about what this project and so am I. Sure I passed this class with a decent C average but if I do horrible, then I really won't have a future. "I suggest you get started now." You can hear the mumbles of students that invade the room not sure how to go about this. There is no way that I can pull this off. I don't know anything about fashion except how to buy amazing looking clothes.
"Can you believe this? Not only do I have my audition for USC dance department and have to get ready for the Sunburst cheer competition but now I have to worry about this stupid class." Madison says as she looks like she's about to pull her hair out.
"Tell me about it. Sure I look great in clothes but I don't know what to do."
"Yeah right, you're sketches are ridiculously amazing."
"Not even, I just do what I can to get by."
"Don't doubt yourself T, you got the skills, you're just lazy as fuck."
"You really think so?"
"Duh, if you wanted to you could open up with your own line. Like Chanel or Betsey Johnson. By the way have you seen this Betsy Johnson dress that is to die for, we so have to go to the mall during lunch so that I can by it."
Betsey Johnson does have a hot line. I once bought the same dress in two different colors just because they were that incredible. Oh wow, maybe I should go to the mall with Madison. I think I might actually have found my inspiration.
Ashley's POV
So I actually called him, my father I mean. He basically wants me to meet with him for lunch; I honestly have no idea why. We don't have anything to talk about so I wonder if he was up to something. I arrive at Polish, just a small restaurant that charges you out the ass for like two small pieces of chicken. Whatever, it's his money not mine. There he was, in his rock star glory signing autographs for all his adoring fans. Even though he can be a dick at times, I always admired him for how he treated his fans. He never turned them away or been really rude, he always said that if it weren't for them, he wouldn't be the man he is today. He suddenly recognizes me and makes his way to me giving a hug and kiss on the cheek.
"Ash, it's been so long."
"Well that's what happens when you're a rockstar dad." I say taking off my huge sunglasses. "Are we going to stand here all day or…"
"Oh yeah, let's go. They set up a private area just for us." Just as he said that, the hostess guides us to a backroom, probably for parties and stuff like that. We take a seat and are given out menus. Once the waiter takes our drinks, we sit in silence mostly because I'm trying to figure out why anyone would pay twenty bucks for a pasta dish. "So, you're mother tells me that you're writing again."
"Yeah but it's nothing just some songs."
"It must be something good if Ian is interested and you're recording a demo. That kid has an ear for talent."
"How do you know about my demo?"
"He's dad is my best friend. You didn't think that I couldn't hear it? Your stuff is amazing Ash."
"Of course it is, I'm surprised you actually listened to it."
"Why would that surprise you? I'm your father and when you take an interest into something of course I'm going to be there."
"Right, the same way you were there when I froze at that talent show because you weren't there."
"I thought that was the past Ashley."
"No, you thought it was the past. You let me down a lot dad…"
He scratches his head but looks me into my eyes trying to reason with me.
"I've been a shitty dad, and I know it will take you some time to forgive me but I really want to be there for you Ash."
I'm a bit cautious when he says this but I want to believe what he is saying. Maybe this time it can be different.
"How do I know you won't flake on me this time?" I say crossing my arms as I lean back in the chair.
"You have this one song, it doesn't have a title and you only have the chorus done, but just the tone of the song, it could be something great… how about after lunch we go and work on it. You never know what we could get from it."
I think about this carefully. On one hand I have Raife Davies, the greatest rockstar to ever walk the planet and is a musical genius that brings out nothing but hits after hits. The man who single handed wrote the entire Purple Venom: Revenge album by himself when the band decided to go on hiatus. Then there was my dad, who I had nothing but unconditional love for. Who I get my talent from, whose blood runs through my veins and has let me down countless times.
"Fine but there has to be some rules."
"Name them."
"No leaving to go to anything with the band, no groupies, and you must meet my girlfriend."
"Ashley Davies has a girlfriend? Since when did you get tied down?"
"Well we all have to grow up sometimes dad."
"True and I guess we will be getting to work after this." He says with the biggest smile on his face. This doesn't mean that I am letting my guard down but it does mean that I can tolerate him, for the sake of my demo. I have been in a rough pit when I try to finish that song and could only come up with the chorus. "So what are you going to have?"
"The pasta looks pretty good to me.
Spencer's POV
"Do you think you packed enough?" Chelsea says zipping up one of my old duffel bags. I didn't necessarily pack everything just enough to fill up two small suitcases and a duffel bag. I know I won't be able to stay there forever but like Chelsea said, it's like a small vacation from Paula and who doesn't want that? Besides, if I need anything I can just come over when my parents aren't here.
"I think so. We should probably start taking everything down to the car." There's a knock at my bedroom door, I turn around to see Glen who is confused about what is going on. "Chelsea do you think you can take that suitcase down to my car?" I say, throwing her my keys.
"Yeah, I can do that." She says, as she passes me she mouths the words 'good luck' and heads downstairs.
"So you're really leaving?" Glen says sitting on my bed. I take a seat next to him, putting my hand on his knee.
"Not for good. Just for a week or two. I'm not sure, just after last night I can't be here with her trying to control me."
"I know what you mean. But maybe after you get back from wherever it is that you're staying you can talk to her about it."
"Talking doesn't exist in mom's vocabulary. It's more like I talk and she yells."
"She's a pain in the ass I know. I just want to make sure that you're doing what's right for you. When Tonya told me what happened this morning I felt responsible."
"Why do you say that? You didn't do anything."
"Exactly, Clay wanted to come home but I was too busy reliving high school with some old friends that I wasn't here to protect you."
"Glen, I'm a big girl now and I can take care of myself. You, Clay and Tonya do not need to come to my rescue. Things are just better this way, we need the separation to cool off."
"Fine, but just be safe okay. I guess Clay and I should start packing too if we're going back to school. No matter what Spencer, just do what makes you happy." I feel Glen's arm squeeze my shoulder as my arm wraps around his waist. He places a small kiss on my temple and sends me on my way. Sometimes he can be a really gross, ass eyed jerk, but it's time like this that make me happy that Glen is my brother.
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