A/N: Alright everyone, this is it! The last part! Hope you all enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Let me know what you think.
My Legacy, My Future pt. 4 (Spencer's POV)
She hasn't spoken to me since we got into her car almost 45 minutes ago. I knew we'd be at my house within the next 10 to 15 minutes, and I really needed to know what she was thinking.
"Ash?" I asked, turning to face her.
"Yeah?" she asked, keeping her eyes to the road.
"I owe you an explanation."
"For what?"
"For deserting you."
"Oh. Don't worry, you don't have to. I don't care anymore."
I think part of my heart fell apart.
"But I want to, I need to."
She pulled over and got out of the car, waiting for me to do the same.
"Okay, now talk."
I took a deep breath.
"I fell for you Ash, and I got scared."
"Scared of what Spence? Scared of me, scared of what'd I think? Scared that I wouldn't love you back?"
"All of that, and so much more. I was scared to lose you."
"You did lose me Spence, but not because you told me how you felt. You stopped being my friend. You hurt me so much. You made me think that you hated me! Do you have any idea how that feels? To love someone, and to have them break your heart, over and over again. True, I know I hurt you, but you killed me."
I reached out and cupped her face. I wanted more than to kiss her at that moment.
"Just…let us start over. I really want to start over Ash. Please?"
I was begging, and I really didn't care.
She breathed in deeply and stepped closer to me.
"Okay, let's start over," she whispered.
Her hands went to my hips, and she pulled is together, our lips crashing.
You begin to float away, and nothing else matters. All the pain you caused each other seems to be fading with every second that passes by. Before you know what's happening, you're at your house, dragging her into your bedroom. You smile at each other. You've wanted this for so long that it's felt like forever. You coexist as one in simple moments like this. You don't know what tomorrow holds for the both of you, but you do know you'll be there together, at least for now.
Ashley's POV
A/N: This is about scenes throughout this story--as well as from My Life, My Story--where Ashley could've changed things, and how she feels about it all now.
I started to walk away from her, and as I walk, my smile never fades. Even as I hear her yell and call my name, I never once turn around. It wasn't until I was almost at my car, that I heard something that made me freeze in my tracks.
"I'm in love with you Ashley."
You turn around. You wonder what would happen if you walk towards her and kiss her, or if you go and just tell her that you feel the exact same way. You do. You do all of this, because you know it'll work. You don't think you could handle anymore pain by staying away from her.
So you just walk closer, to her, and towards something else, and quite possibly, something better. Who knows, maybe somewhere done the road, you'll marry her, and things will be different. Maybe someday you can have kids. Or maybe, you wonder if this whole thing could just merely be a dream and you'll wake up tomorrow morning, and all of this will seem kind of funny.
Either way, you know that you'll go home tonight and write about it all, just like you've done the past three years of your life. You'll sit at your desk, and open that one document that slowly grows every day. It's signed with your name, so that everyone knows that this is your story, and you want to be the only one to tell it, no matter how painful it might be.
So that leaves you to where you are now. You walk these halls, along side the other freshman. You don't exactly smile the way you used to, your smile is bigger. You smile for different reasons these days. You smile because you know you're no longer hiding, and you know that as soon as you go home and open your computer, you're "you" again. You're dating the girl that opened you up in 8th grade. You don't miss the girl you had a crush on in 9th grade. You get joy from the simplest beauty in the world, and everything always becomes better at night, while you sit on AIM and talk to your new girlfriend.
It all changes when I become Ashley, 19 year old--out and proud--lesbian
