Hello, I hope everyone is well. I keep having trouble writing for this fan fiction I'm not sure if it's lack of time, or just lack of inspiration, so I apologize for the lack of updates lately. I pretty much know how I want to end out this story and I'm thinking there are about 5 or 6 more chapters left. Any who, on with chapter 15.

Stolen Hearts

[Ashley's P.O.V.]

Yesterday was good, really good actually. Well, if you ignore the Madison run in, it was a fantastic day. I'm still amazed by that. She apologized; I honestly thought that world was going to end.

Anyway, Spencer and I really connected last night. Not that we weren't already connected, but it was just of those moments where everything just clicks and feels perfect. The beach has always been like that for us though, so I'm really happy we got to go back.

I really hope Nowhereville has beaches… if it doesn't, I might have to die.

Right now I'm sitting on the couch watching Kyla and Spencer pack. Before you yell at me, I have a good excuse. See I was in the closet right, (I know what you're thinking, not THAT closet), and I came out (now you can giggle) and BAM stubbed my toe on Kyla's freaking 20million pound yoga mat.

It hurt like hell. I cried no joke. Yoga mats should come with a surgeon general's warning.

So you're probably thinking that the mat shouldn't be heavy at all, but no, Kyla's is THAT heavy. She had to go out and by one that won't slip, but not only will it not slip, but it won't budge, hence the 20million pounds.

But watching Kyla and Spencer try to lift said yoga mat is beyond amusing.

"Ugh, Kyla hurry up I can't hold this much longer."

Spencer is holding up one end, barely off the ground, while Kyla has yet to even make it budge.

"I'm doing the best I can okay. Maybe if your little gimpy girlfriend over there would come and help, this wouldn't be so hard."

Oh no she didn't.

"To my defense it's YOUR yoga mat that made me gimpy. Plus I bet I could lift it easy, you don't get abs like these just sitting around."

I lift my shirt up to add a dramatic effect; Kyla isn't the only actress in this family.

"Actually, that IS all you do Ash."

Psh whatever, they are haters. They wish they had my abs.

"Okay I give up, why do you even need this?"

I sense a lecture coming on.

"Why do I need it? Why you ask? Because yoga is my peace, tranquility, and calm, without that I'm not one with the world, and the world isn't one with me. I can't upset the balance. You really should try yoga; it will change your whole outlook on life."

If I had half a penny for every time I've heard Kyla say that, I would be even richer than I already am. That would be a hell of a lot of half pennies.

"No it won't, I promise. All it does is make you feel like a pretzel. I don't know about you Spence, but I'd rather eat a pretzel, not become one."

After being yelled at multiple times I ended up helping them finish packing everything. Right now we're sitting on the floor, while Kyla is trying to become one with the world.

"So, how excited are you?"

To the point where if my excited state could fill up a balloon, it would pop.

"Eh, I'm not really."

She playfully hits my arm and giggles. It's so adorable when she giggles. I can't help but lean in and kiss her real quick.

"I'm kidding. I'm so excited, scared, but excited. It's going to be a whole new world for me. But I have a good feeling about it, about us. Plus I'll have Kyla, so that will help out a lot."

I always hated living alone. Before Kyla was here, I pretty much did live alone, and it sucked.

"I'm excited too, I really am. I almost can't believe its happening. I feel like we're growing up way too fast you know?"

Yeah I know.

I nod.

"I graduate this year. It feels like yesterday was when Glen was beating up the assholes that knocked down my sandcastle."

Its good hearing her talk about Glen. I should follow suit and say something about Aiden.

"I know what you mean. I always think to myself if all of this is really happening. Aiden used to always say that if I needed to go back, he'd come to Kindergarten with me again, and that we'd be the most bad ass teenage Kindergartners."

She smiles and I see the sadness in her eyes, I know she's thinking about prom and Glen. I wish I could make it all go away, and fix it, just to see her happy.

"I still can't process the fact that Aiden took that bullet for us. I never pegged him for being the kind of person to do that you know?"

She nods, and I keep going.

"He's always been a meathead, even before you got to L.A. so saving our lives was never something I thought he'd do. Sometimes I think he only did it to show you up. To prove that I should choose him or something, and that probably sounds bad but knowing Aiden I wouldn't be surprised."

She grabs my hand and starts playing with my fingers while looking into my soul with those ocean blue orbs of hers.

"I don't think you give him enough credit Ash. He was so madly in love with you a blind man could see it. I never got how you were so oblivious to it. He jumped in front of that bullet for you, not for us. He yelled Ashley, because he wanted to protect you and I just happened to be standing next to you."

Maybe she is right, maybe I'm right. It doesn't matter now I guess.

"I guess we won't know until we get to see Aiden again."

Hopefully that isn't anytime soon though, I've worked my ass off to be like this with Spencer, and you have to give us some time before killing us off.

"So I was thinking since tomorrow is the last day before we leave that we could maybe go visit Aiden and the memorial at King."

Maybe we shouldn't, that would make all of this too real. That's why I've avoided all of it. I don't want it to be real, even though I know it is. But she's right; it's time to move on.

"Yeah, we should. He would like that."

I can finally say goodbye, and move on. Move onto a new life in Ohio, with Spencer, and a life without him. I know it's going to be hard, but in the end it'll be worth it. Because I know that someday I'll get to thank him for saving Spencer's life. Even if that wasn't what he meant to do, he did it, and it gave me this time with her right now, and I can never thank him enough for it.

Spencer grabs my hand to help me up and walks me to my bedroom. We get into the bed, and I wrap myself in everything that is her as I drift into a sound sleep.