I spend the weekend in the hospital with Chelsea until she tells me to go home because she will be ok and because I stink. Rude. I guess she was tired of me using her bathroom.

It was nice being able to stay there with Chelsea so that she wasn't alone. I still feel guilty about all of this so I guess being with her and watching her get better helped in a way. And if I am being completely honest, being here has also kept me from facing my other problems.

I am afraid to go home. I know I was very brave when I told my mom off but I honestly want her approval and acceptance. I mean she is my mother after all. If I had not had more important things on my mind at the time, I probably would have just cried and let her tell me how wrong I was for participating in such ways. I laugh to myself just thinking of how she wouldn't say gay or lesbian. I wonder what she will think when she finds out about Glen.

And then there's my dad. I would like to think that he would be ok with all of this. He is the one person, up until recently, that I have been able to talk to about anything. My mother probably already told him, which means he would have had time to think about what he will do to me when he sees me. He might be just as upset as my mom, or he might be ok with it. I'm hoping for the latter of the two. But then again, if he is ok with it, he might ask to meet Ashley.

Ashley. I sigh. I'm still not sure what to do about her. I want her. Every ounce of me wants her. But I have this fear, this fear from somewhere deep inside of me. Somewhere I am not ready to admit to myself yet. I can't help the feelings that I have for her; these feelings that are way beyond my control. When I talk to her or when I'm with her, I'm the happiest I ever remember feeling. She makes me laugh, she makes me feel special, she makes me blush, she makes me feel sexy, and the fact that she has this much control over me scares me because of the fact that she's keeping something from me. I know we haven't been together for long, but we have been talking for months, which should count for something, right? I am going to listen to Chelsea though. I am not going stress this issue to the point where Ashley can't handle it. I'll wait because not being with her hurts so much more than waiting for her to trust me enough.

I sit in my car after I park in front of my house. Everyone's car is parked in the front so I know that everyone is home. This is going to be loads of fun.

I take a deep breath or four before opening my door and heading towards my house. When I open the door, I'm a little surprised to see Glen and Aiden sitting on the couch playing some video game.

"Look who finally came home." Glen says when he sees me.

"Hey Spencer." Aiden says with big smile. Why is he so happy?

"Um hi." I say to them. "Glen where are mom and dad?"

"Mom's doing some work in her office and dad is cooking dinner." He responds not taking his eyes off of the TV screen. I just shake my head and walk to the kitchen. I hope this goes well.

"Hey dad" I say tentatively when I walk into the kitchen with my heart beating a million miles a minute.

He turns from the stove to look at me with a bright smile. "Hey Spence! How's Chelsea feeling? Did she like the flowers I sent by?" Not what I was expecting but I'll take it.

"She's getting better each day. And she loved the flowers; I could tell that they made her feel special." I smiled at him. "What are we having for dinner?" I say trying to keep the conversation on the good side.

"Spaghetti, are you hungry?" He said turning back to the stove.

"Yea actually. Hospital food is not great." I say and immediately think of Ashley. I smile at the thought of her bringing me breakfast. "I'm going to go shower. I'll be down in time for dinner." I head to the stairs and run up to my room.

I pull my phone out of my pocket and put it on the charger. It died yesterday and I had no way of charging it at the hospital. Ashley is probably thinking that I'm mad at her or something. While it's charging, I head into the shower.

When I finish my shower and get dressed, I immediately check my phone to see if there are any messages on my phone from Ashley. I had a few from her that said that she missed me, one that said that she couldn't wait for our date. And one that said that she couldn't wait to see me tomorrow. My smile gets bigger and bigger as I read each text. I text her back saying that I will see her first thing tomorrow morning.

"Dinner's ready!" I heard my dad yell from downstairs. I put my phone down and walk downstairs.

I walk into the kitchen to see everyone including Aiden sitting at the table.

"Are you going to stand there all day or are you going to join us?" My mom asks in neutral voice.

"Yes I was just…yes" I stutter before taking my seat.

Only the sounds of the forks hitting the glass plates are heard as we began to eat.

"So Aiden, are you planning on playing basketball in college?" My mom asks and I roll my eyes. Why does she always want to talk about school?

"Um yea. I'm hoping that some scouts from UCLA or USC want to recruit me." He says politely.

"Oh Glen was hoping to hear from them as well. You two really are the best of friends." I cough on food when she says that and try not to laugh.

I drink some water. "Sorry wrong pipe." I say because everyone was staring at me, well Glen was glaring.

"What about you Spencer, you haven't talked much about college or the future. What are your plans?" My dad asks.

"I haven't really thought about it. I mean I've applied to some colleges over the summer with mom, but I don't really know what I want to do in the future." I say honestly and I can tell by my mother's face that she is not happy with what I just said.

"Don't worry you still have time." He smiles at me.

"What about basketball? You can get an amazing scholarship for playing and for having such great grades." My mom says.

"If I get any recruits that are interested then I don't see why not." I shrug.

"Do you have any idea what you would like to major in?" My mom adds.

I shrug again. "Not really. I have a few ideas in mind though but nothing's for sure yet." I know she hates that I'm not being fully committed to this.

"What about you Aiden, what do you want to major in?" She never stops does she?

"I was thinking about being a business major. I have always wanted to own my own business one day." So typical for a jock to say.

"See that Spencer, he has plans and goals." She says to me and I just roll my eyes. "So are you single Aiden?" This time both Aiden and I choke on our food.

"I uh…" He looks around. "No I'm not single at the moment Mrs. Carlin."

"That's too bad. I think you and Spencer would have hit it off nicely." She says in the calmest tone I have ever heard.

I turn my head so fast to look at her. "How dare you?" I yell and stand up.

"Spencer" My dad says calmly.

"No dad!" I say to him and turn back to my mother. "Why would you even say that?" Aiden, Glen, and my dad look thoroughly confused.

"Spencer I am just trying to help you. Maybe Aiden can help to-" I cut her off before she can even finish that horrible statement.

"No I do not need Aiden's help or any other guy's help." I try to control my breathing. "I like girls, mom. I have a girlfriend. Why can't you just accept that?"

"Because it's not acceptable!" She yells and it gets deathly quiet.

"Paula!" My dad screams from the other side of the room.

"What Arthur? She needs to know that being that way is not tolerated in this family!"

"Well then I guess you won't like this very much then." Glen says and I watch in horror as he turns and kisses Aiden who does nothing more than grab the back of Glen's head and pull him closer together.

I turn back to my mother as her eyes go wide. You can practically see the smoke coming out of her ears.

"Glen, stop it now!" She yells but they continue. I watch as she walks over to them and pulls them apart. "I said stop that now!" Her face is unbelievably red. "You" She grabs Aiden's shirt collar and pulls him up. "Get out of my damn house!" She screams as she drags him to the door. Once she was there she opened it, pushed him out, and shut it again. She turns back towards the kitchen with purely ice cold eyes. "How dare you disrespect me like that?" She stalks back towards the kitchen.

"I did not disrespect you. If I was kissing my girlfriend it wouldn't be disrespectful, would it?" Glen challenges.

My mother opens her mouth and closes it again. I guess Glen shut her up for a while. Good because I thought she would never stop.

"Paula let's take some time to think about this." My dad always the rational one. My mother looks at him then at Glen and finally at me. She looks at my dad again before walking upstairs. A few seconds later we hear her door slam.

"How about we have a talk in the living room?" My dad says to us and we follow him into the living room.

Glen and I take a seat on the sofa while dad sits on the chair across from us. By the look on his face you can tell that he is having a hard time figuring out what to say.

"Are you going to kick us out?" Glen asks and I look at him like he is crazy. I glance at my dad and notice that he's giving him a similar look as well.

"Why would you think that, Glen?" He asks.

"Because you don't like our 'life styles' so I thought you didn't want us around." Glen replies using air quotes.

"Your mom is the one that has a problem with the people that you like and the people that you are. I don't think it matters either way. What matters is that you are my children and I don't care what she says, both of you are staying in this house." My dad says in a tone that I've never heard him use before. It was so strong and adamant. "I love you and I hate that she makes you feel like we will kick you out of your own home." He angrily wipes his eyes before a tear can even make its way down.

I hop up off of the couch and sit on the arm of his chair. I wrap my arms around his shoulders. "I love you." I whisper to him and I feel him squeeze his arms around me.

He kisses my forehead. "I will always love you Spencer, no matter what."

That is exactly what I needed to hear. I didn't know what to expect before I walked in here. And now, now I know all I needed to know.

Glen finally joined our little hug fest and we spent a while hugging and crying. Sounds like one of those cliché sappy movies right? I'd take cheesy over being lonely and crying any day.

"Ok dad I'm going to go finish some homework and head to bed. Good night." I hug him. Before I leave I remember something. "Oh and Glen." He looks at me expectantly. "Thanks for what you did back there. I really appreciate it." I say motioning towards the kitchen.

"I couldn't let you go down all by yourself, little sis." I roll my eyes at him calling me little sis, but in reality I actually kind of like it.

When I get to my room, my phone goes off. Picking it up I see that its Ashley calling and I grin. I answer it and get settled into bed.

"Hey sexy" I say while smiling.

"Do I have the right number?" I hear her fumbling around with her phone. "Is this really Spencer Carlin?" I roll my eyes at her even though she can't see me.

"Yes it's me."

"I'm just confused because I don't think I've ever heard the word sexy come out of your mouth before." She laughs. "I like it."

"There are a lot of things you haven't heard come out of my mouth yet."

"I really like this side of my girlfriend. It's hot." I still love it whenever she refers to me as her girlfriend. "So what are you wearing?'

"Ash!" I scold.

"What? I thought that's where this conversation was headed so why not get straight to the point?"

"That's so not where the conversation was going. At all."

"Hmm maybe it was just me." She giggles.

"I think so. And besides, you have to take me out first before you can get into my pants."

"Is that all it takes because I would have done that months ago." She pauses to laugh at her own jokes. "You know I could take you out tonight. I coul-"

"Uh no Ashley. It's going to take more than just a date for me to sleep with you. I'm not a whore."

"I know. You are so much more than that." I blush at her words. "This is why it is so hard for me to figure out where to take you for our date."

"It doesn't have to be anything big. I just want to spend time with you, and have fun." It's quiet for minute and I can practically hear her thinking.

"I got it! I know exactly where I want to take you." She says excitedly and I can't help but get excited too.

"And where is it that you want to take me?"

She laughs loudly. I have no idea what's so funny. "Do you really think I'm going to tell you?"

I pout. Once again it's not like she can see me so I don't know why I'm doing it. "Just so you know, I'm pouting at you."

"Well I'm glad I'm not there because then I would probably cave in and tell you. Your pout is probably deadly."

"It is. I've been using it on my dad for years and it still works." She chuckles. "Are you really not going to tell me?" I whine.

"No but I will tell you that I am picking you up Thursday night at seven, so be ready."

"That's all you're telling me. How will I know what to wear if I don't know where we are going?" I got her now.

"Dress casually, like you are just meeting a friend up for coffee or something." Damn it! I thought I would get her to tell me. She is good. "And before you try to get more information out of me, I think it's time for us to go to bed."

"But I-"

"Good night baby." I blush and feel the butterflies in my stomach.

"Goodnight Ash." I hang up the phone and lie back on my pillow. This is the perfect way to end the night. We should do this every night, is my last thought before I fall fast asleep.

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