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It's been over a year I think since I last posted (try not to hold it against me). I've been working on some things and have finaly decided to pursue writing professionally so I'm going back to where I started. ! I'm going to see it through to the end. I've done some plot reorganization and created some more twists and turns I pray that the faithful few that have stuck it out with me are still hanging on. I haven't forgot about you and hope you haven't forgot about me.

I'm creating fansites on FB and Twitter I'll have those urls for you all later. Tell me what you think of this one. Without Further delay here's chapter 14!

~LR

~Leah~

Lacy pick up the damn phone. I can't believe what had just transpired while I was preparing my mind for motherhood and a somewhat stable family life, my darling wife was busy trying to unravel it. And while I knew I could forgive I wasn't sure if I wanted to. Meanwhile my sister, my identical twin sister, someone who loves to tell me everything failed to mention the depths of information she possessed about this entire situation. I wasn't sure who I wanted to be mad at more, my cheating wife or my sneaky sister.

"Hello."

"Hey Lace, it's Leah." I mumbled.

"Hey I've been waiting for your call, I just talked to Spence and she told me you were pretty upset."

"Upset, can't even describe how I feel right now I feel…eviscerated. I can't even cry anymore…" I paused to turn down Kyla and Aiden's street. "Lacy why didn't you tell me, you knew the entire time who Spencer was and you never told me…I thought we were closer than that."

"We are, but I figured that this situation was something better discussed with Ashley." She said softly.

"You're right; I got to figure all of this out. I'm going away for a few days, I'm coming to get my things from Ky and Aiden's if you're still there please stay away from me, I'm going to be in and out."

"Leah come on! Don't you think that's a bit harsh I didn't have anything to do with this? Don't blame me for their fuck up. I care about you I at least want to make sure you're okay, don't punish me too" She pleaded. "Yeah, I could've told you but you have to understand why I didn't, please don't punish me, I'm sorry." She whined.

"I'm not Lacy, but when I look at you I see me, when I see me I see Ashley." I swallowed hard, fighting back tears. "And when I see Ashley I see Spencer…and it should NOT be like that at all. Maybe you don't have that feeling when you look at your fiancé Lacy, but I sure as hell do if I even think about Ashley and I don't think I can take anymore of that vision for today, so just please do me a solid and keep your distance." I disconnected.

Upon walking in the house I could hear, the echoes of voices coming from the upstairs study. Aiden, Spencer and Lacy were arguing about what the U.S. government was really doing in Darfur and how it affected our economy. I quickly headed in the opposite direction and made it without being noticed to my room. I quickly packed all of my things and walked around the room making sure nothing was left. I glanced over at a picture from our wedding and like clockwork, the waterworks began. I exited as quickly and as quietly as I had come in. Not sure where I was going, but was damn sure I didn't want to be near anyone or anything for a while.

It's cold tonight.

I found myself back at the Otunga Ranch out in the county 30 minutes away from liars, 30 minutes away from cheaters, and a world away from my wife, taking a much needed lesbian sabbatical. It had been about two weeks since I had last seen anyone; I heard Kyla was doing well and that her post-partum was under control and becoming non-existent. Although she still hadn't told Aiden. Madison, Chris and Manny were fine and plans were underway to head over to the east coast, the city was still yet to be determined. Lacy and Spencer were doing okay and surprisingly, still planning their wedding.

Actually now that I think about it, it's not surprising. Spencer, from what Lacy told me, was actually up front about her feelings about Ashley and open with her about everything nothing was a secret for long with those two. I found myself being extremely jealous because if Ashley would've told me about how she truly felt about Spencer and everything that happened instead of being so secretive, things would be a lot simpler.

From what I had heard, Ashley was doing so much better, was back at Kyla's and beginning therapy with the best of the best of Tallahassee's physical therapist and asking about me everyday…

I was sitting on the wraparound porch of my lake front property, which happened to be the first piece of real-estate I purchased. I like to think of it as the State of Florida paying me my dues for chasing behind their concubines and courtesans, in heels no less, having to keep my mouth shut while single handedly running counties and cities while they get all the credit…Right? Well either way I have a house… little known fact about me.

I repositioned myself on my chaise and made sure my Snuggie ™…Yes I own a Snuggie™, what of it? Anyway I repositioned myself got comfortable in my spot and drifted off under the stars. I tried to dream of what life would be like without my wife's indiscretions and if we would even be together, if Spencer hadn't have fucked up. I let a tear fall, and felt a warm familiar hand catch and wipe it away.

"How long are you going to hide out here, uh?" wafted a soft West African accent.

"I figured you'd come out here, Mama you by yourself or did you bring her with you?" I questioned I knew it would only a matter of time before someone showed up unannounced. The members of my family are notorious for that.

Come to think of it these people have never really valued privacy; note to self…beef up security system.

"She's out in the car getting her things; she wasn't sure if she should come given your last encounter. Honey, I just came out here to check on you, Kyla was worried about you and I felt it best for you not to be 'totally alone' as she put it, so I have arranged for an extended stay."

"What? Mama no! I just want to be by myself and take her back with you; I don't want to see her, right now."

Upon completion of those words I heard the soft cooing of a baby and whipped by head around so fast my ponytail abruptly met my face. When it finally settled back onto my back, I found Kyla standing in the doorway of my home, rocking her daughter.

"Kyla?" I asked. "What are you doing here?"

She shifted her daughter in her arms and took a seat next to my mother.

"Well, I was worried about you and I didn't want you to be alone, every time we spoke on the phone you sounded more and more distant like you were beginning to drown yourself in misery so I called your mother." She smiled. "It's a shame you don't want to see me though, I went through so much trying to get here. I even drove to Georgia."

"You drove to Georgia? What you do that for?" I contested in disbelief, causing Lil to stir with the elevation of my voice.

"Leah, from what Kyla has told me, you have been a great friend to her. So let her be a great friend to you. I gave her directions here, and she made two wrong turns and was in Georgia so she called me and I went to get her."

"I'm sorry Ky, I thought you were my sister. I'm not sure if I'm ready to see her, with the degrees of separation and all… I can't believe you ended up in Georgia, well from here it's only 15 minutes away, it's not that farfetched but it is funny."

"That's totally understandable and yeah, my first time getting lost and I travel outside of the state completely." We all shared a laugh.

"Ladies it's getting late and cooler by the minute and that baby needs to be inside, along with the both of you, come inside I'll make you some thing to eat before I go.

"Dude, your mom's awesome!" Kyla whispered.

"I know right, she's the best." I smiled.

While Kyla walked ahead I stopped and gave my mother the biggest hug. No words were said, but she understood exactly what I was saying to her. We headed back inside and my mother began fixing some of her signature 'feel good' dishes.

~Ashley~

It felt like ages, since I had seen or heard from Leah. I didn't like not knowing where she was but I had to respect her decision of not wanting to see me. I mean, it's not everyday your wife cheats on your with her ex-fiancé and over the course of two days…virtually unheard of.

I was on bed rest, so I did what any jet setting pop star, confined to a small room did when they were told not to move…I wrote two albums worth of songs. Would my team think they were any good, that's debatable? The point is I did it. Over the course of my recovery, Kyla had been right by my side up until a week ago when she dropped the bomb that she was going to stay with Leah and make sure she was okay.

I tried calling Leah a million times she wouldn't pick up one single time. Occasionally, she'd send a text asking how my recovery was going and if I was eating and that's about it; nothing too deep, nothing about us and nothing about what happened between Spence and I. Lacy thought it best if she and Spencer head back to their place, but they came over every other day to check on me. Lacy forgave me after thoroughly cussing me out but she couldn't look me in the eye. I think it has everything to do with the fact that, I'm the reason her sister doesn't want to see her.

I honestly think that that bothers her more; it's something in the book of twins that makes them extra close to each other. I mean, I had uprooted Leah and brought her out to Los Angeles, and now she was back in her home town and again, because of me, she was gone. That had to be so hard for Lacy, I think the only reason she hadn't killed me for it was because, she'd probably never see her sister again after that, with the whole prison sentence and all…

My phone rang jarring me from my thoughts and stopping my breathing, Usher's there goes my baby was playing…her ringtone. I tried to regain my composure an answered.

"Hello?"

"Hey Ash, It's me."

I was instantly defeated at the sound of Kyla's voice.

"Oh hey, what's up?"

"Hey, I have someone here who wants to talk to you, say hey Auntie Ashley."

I could hear, Leah gurgling in the phone and started to cry, I was never going to talk to my wife. It had been almost a month and I hadn't heard her voice, I didn't know if she was mad still, I didn't know how she was doing and I missed her more than I've missed anything ever in the history of everdom…Yes it's a word!

"Hey Leah, you being good for you momma? I've missed you so much, I'm sure you've grown since I last saw you." I asked through silent tears.

"Yes she's being very good and she is a little bit bigger…Hi Ash."

"…Leah, is this really you? I've had hallucinations of talking to you; I need to know if this is real." I cried. I'm a regular water head for my wife.

I could hear a soft giggled before she responded. "Yes baby, it's me…how are you?"

Holy Crap she called me baby, there's hope for us, yet! Get your wits about you Davies; you've got a long way to go.

"I'm fine physically not as sore as I used to be, your sister keeps stuffing me full of food… Leah, I've missed you so much and I've been worried sick, which is probably why your sister has been stuffing me."

"Yeah, I told her to look after you. I need to get some things off of my chest, I don't want you to talk I want you to listen, though…Can you do that for me?" she commanded.

"Yes ma'am."

"Okay hold on." She said and all of the background noise went silent and once again I was alone.

Aiden, flew to Chicago this morning for some groundbreaking ceremony so, it was just me in the creepy huge-for-no-reason house. So when I heard the door open then close, I figured Lacy was coming by to stuff me full of food once again. I didn't hear any loud noises or anything, and Lacy was notoriously LOUD. That's when I immediately thought about the movie 'Paranormal Activity' and damn near went on myself at the thought a ghost being in this huge-for-no-reason house, with me.

You can hide from people, you can't hide from a ghost… and if you could I missed that class in school. I looked at my phone and it flashed 'call ended' she hung up on me… I was alone for real and scaring the shit out of myself. My door opened slowly and I'll admit I was scared so I scrambled to cover my head with a blanket.

I felt the pressure from someone kneeling in the bed and wanted to scream, this is exactly what happened in 'Paranormal Activity'. But then I smelled 'Rocker Blue' the fragrance I had designed especially for Leah, no one else in the world has it, it was my anniversary gift to her.

I could feel her tugging on the sheets and I reluctantly let them go, ghosts are sneaky that way and can trick you with scents, too. But I was relieved when I looked into her beautiful grays and found my wife starring lovingly into my eyes.

"Hey you." She said lightly stroking my hair "…We have a lot to talk about Ash." She exhaled.

I sat up slowly and cradled my knees (a new comfy position I recently discovered) and ran my fingers through my wild mane.

"Yeah." I exhaled. "I know…I'm glad you're here." I admitted.

She looked down at her freshly manicured nails, which I know she did herself. She always does her nails as a form of therapy…she's pretty damn good at it, too. Even though I could see the signs of distress and confusion in her face, she was more beautiful in that moment than she was in any of my pictures or memories.

"I'm glad I'm here to Ashley." She looked me in the eye as a tear fell down her face. "I'm glad I'm here too."

I swear by the Gods, all of them from the Guitar Gods to heavenly Gods and whoever else, whatever it takes I'm going to make this right. If it means I never see Spencer again, so be it. I hated seeing my wife cry and if I had to move heaven and Earth to stop her tears from falling, I was going to do it.

I HAVE TO MAKE THIS RIGHT!

~Kyla~

I had just dropped Leah off at my house and I was going to the Fresh market to pick up a few things to snack on, since Aiden raided my junk food stash before he left for Chicago. Speaking of my husband I haven't talked to him all day I wondered, what the hold up was because he was usually pretty punctual about his calling me. I pulled into the parking lot and pulled out my cell phone, to check in with my husband, while little Leah slept peacefully.

"Hello?" said an unfamiliar voice.

Probably his new assistant, his last one quit to marry some rich guy. Hell I wouldn't blame her… TI said 'It ain't trickin' if you got it'.

"Umm, Hi is Aiden around? Can you let him know Kyla's on the line for him, please?" I asked with a grunt as I lifted Leah's car seat from the Denali.

Yes that's right my car finally made on the east coast. By the way, do you know how expensive it is to ship a car somewhere? Sheesh, I'm so glad I married a rich man; to have to continuously pay for things like that I'd be tapped out in a year.

"I'm sorry Kyla, Aiden can't come to the phone right now, he's umm… tied up in a meeting. He wants to know if he can call you after he gets out." She finished.

"Thank you so much, I'm sorry I didn't get your name?" I inquired politely

"Lisa." She replied coldly.

"Lisa, yes thank you so much, just make sure he gets that message for me and you have a good day." I said picking out a delicious looking mango.

"You do the same…Bitch."

We disconnected.

I continued browsing the store until Lisa's last words clicked in my head and I stopped dead in my tracks accidentally jolting my daughter in the process. Is it my imagination or did this stranger I do not know… this new assistant I'm assuming, just call me a bitch? What the hell is going on?

A/N:

I'll also be posting the first chapter of my next fanfic soon, It's more racy and definitely rated MA but it's still pretty good thus far :) Who's along for the ride?