Chapter 9- "Blue Light" Bloc Party
Spencer made it to Ashley's in record time, sure she left a few street rats cowering in her path and a priest repenting his sins when she nearly took out his bicycle, but she made it.
Spencer knocked feverishly on Ashley's door. No answer. She pounded even harder.
"Wow you look like shit."
"Kyla?"
"Oh thank god you're here… she wants to move" Kyla rolled her eyes at the dramatic scene taking place inside.
"What?!"
"Wait what's in the box? You're not here to help her are you?" Spencer pushed herself past Kyla and into the swanky apartment "…and why are you in your pajamas? Does no one wear clothes in LA anymore?"
Spencer stormed in to Ashley's bedroom furious once again. Seriously, Spencer should really consider switching sides, she's mad like all the time now. Ashley was unknowingly putting things into boxes.
"You're moving now?"
"Spencer?"
"Here's your box of crap. I don't want it." Spencer threw the box on her bed.
"Fine. I'll throw it out." The brunette was seemingly apathetic.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Spencer raised her voice angrily.
"I'm sorry WHAT? What's wrong with ME?" Ashley was incredulous.
"Yeah… why are you acting like an asshole… leaving me stupid boxes and lying to my roommate? … And now you're moving?"
"I'm an asshole? Is that what you came over to tell me? Thanks you could've e-mailed me instead…"
"God! You're impossible…" Spencer said frustrated.
"I'm impossible? … I've tried my best here to avoid a scene! And look at you..."
"Well what do you want from me!? You leave me a box of all our memories and you expect me not to react!?"
"I'm surprised you care?" Ashley scoffed resentfully.
"What!!? Of course I CARE!" Spencer yelled incredulously. She said it loudly in hopes that Ashley would really hear her.
"Really? Because I decided that you're a really bad fucking friend… and bad friends don't care…" Ashley was being cruel now.
"I'm a bad friend? … You're the one who…"
"I'm the one who…. told you one of the scariest things I've said my entire life!!…. And you blew me off Spencer!!… You rejected me… because… I'm gay? … Because it wasn't part of your perfect world? …" Ashley's anger subdued, her words callous now "You know… you pride yourself in being kind to others and you volunteer your time to the needy but it's sad because you're just a bigot… and…"
"God how can you say that?" Spencer interjected no longer angry just wounded. Her words were soft but assertive. "…I didn't reject you! I love you… I just needed time… time to think about how things were going to be different now… but I realized that it doesn't have to change…."
"It HAS changed!" Ashley emphasized.
"No it HASN'T!! I know I've been stubborn lately… but this is... STUPID… we've been friends forever, I'm allowed to screw up sometimes… and you're right I pushed you away, but I'm here now… I want to make things right…" Spencer implored.
"You cant!"
"Why not?!"
"Because you can't come in here and just be like… 'ok let's just forget this week ever happened, forget the hell that I've put you through, the agony and rejection I made you feel!' …" She bit her lip trying to suppress the tears "…You hurt me so bad" The tears came anyway. Slowly. "… Friends aren't supposed to hurt you…"
"I know… I'm sorry, let me make it right… please?" Spencer pleaded desperately.
"I don't think you can… I…"
"Oh for fuck's sake! … Just kiss and make up already…" Kyla interjected.
"Kyla mind your own fucking business!" Ashley threatened, her fleeting vulnerability ceasing.
"No Ash! You've been sulking here for a fucking week… swallow your pride and forgive her… you're going to anyway… just do it now so we can all be on our merry way… we will even pretend you put up a fight" She demanded knowingly.
Spencer looked at Ashley with hopeful tear stained eyes grateful for Kyla's intrusion. Ashley was quiet for a minute, looking intently in Spencer's eyes, looking for answers. Those eyes would be the death of her. She knew she'd forgiven Spencer the moment she walked into her loft, she just wanted to revel in the moment though. Appreciate the role reversal, having Spencer be the one apologizing to her. God knew she'd done her fair share of apologizing. She saw nothing but love, pain, hope and devotion in those eyes. She found her answer. Spencer NEVER looked at Patrick that way.
Spencer became anxious by the long pause so she approached the brunette. She took Ashley's uneasy hands into her own sweaty palms. Ashley was surprisingly nervous. She had to look away from the big blue orbs.
"Ash…" the brunette raised her gaze from the floor to the pair of hands holding her own, gently squeezing them. "Will you please forgive me?" Ashley looked up from their perfectly fitted hands to Spencer's beautiful penetrating eyes; those eyes would REALLY be the death of her. "I promised you, you weren't going to lose me… and that includes you trying not to find me…" Spencer cracked a sheepish smile.
Ashley was done fighting it. Who was she kidding? She didn't' have the defenses to fight the smitten blonde. She caved and engulfed Spencer with the tightest embrace. A long lingering hold, that was worth an entire week full of anguish and rejection. They both relished that hug, their reward. This was more pleasing than most friendly embraces to any one else or any other pair of pals. A simple hug yet it sent currents of passion through both of them.
"Awwwww!" Kyla cooed.
Both girls broke from the embrace realizing there was a third person in the room. It was a bit awkward but not for long.
"Whatever Kyla." Ashley rolled her eyes. Spencer was still relishing the hug when she acknowledged the younger Davies.
"Kyla! How long are you in town for? How's New York?" Spencer realizing she hadn't seen her in a month, pranced over to give Kyla a welcome back hug.
NOTHING.
All hugs were definitely NOT the same.
"New York is cool. It's starting to get cold again though. Definitely not pajama weather."
Both girls looked down and realized they were still in their pajamas. Kyla couldn't help but grin at the sight of both girls flushing with embarrassment.
"Yeah well, that's what you get for moving to New York… you miss out on all the coolest trends" Ashley replied sarcastically.
"Anyway! …" Kyla childishly stuck out her tongue at her feisty sibling "I flew in for Madison's party… I'll be here another week though"
"Oh right… The infamous white party" Spencer recalled.
"I thought you said you flew out here to see your favorite sister?" Ashley whined.
"I did! I came to see my favorite sister dance the night away at Madison's white party…"
"Whatever!" Ashley feigned hurt.
"Oh Ashley I'm so glad we don't have to worry about you moving you anymore… I have to focus on my outfit for the party…" with all the excitement of the hugging and hand holding Ashley forgot about her dramatic display of discontent.
"…I wasn't moving!"-Not very convincing there Davies-"I was… going to donate some stuff to charity… Spencer and I went to Goodwill last week… and I thought they were in desperate need of… stuff!" Spencer smiled at her thoughtful friend, although not truly convinced.
"Whatever…"Kyla rolled her eyes in that special Kyla way "Oh! I just thought of the best outfit!" Now she was gushing "…Oh this is going to be so much fun! Madison has the hottest cousins… guys and girls!…" Oops. Way to go Kyla.
Ashley gave Kyla dirty look. The room became silent with awkwardness. Ashley wasn't ready to deal with this again.
"Well those girls better be hot if I'm going to let them pounce all over MY Ashley" Spencer broke the silence. Ashley was surprisingly pleased with the response.
"I know… Ashley has the worst taste in girls!" again Kyla with the foot in her mouth. Spencer let the last comment roll off her back. She wasn't emotionally ready to fight again. Even, if Kyla knew all of Ashley's dirty little secrets. Of course she'd just learned about them 5 hours before.
"You should've seen the last one…" Spencer scoffed
"Alright! … Enough bonding at my expense… You out!" she pointed at Kyla "… you, in the car!" She pointed at the confused blonde. "…You owe me Ice Cream."
"Right."
Spencer smiled remembering how easy it was to love her friend. And boy did she love her friend.
"Wait!…" Spencer frolicked over to Ashley's bed and dug into the box. Sure enough, she pulled Mr. Teddy out from his cardboard cell and returned him to his rightful place at the head of the bed. "There…"
Grins all around.
