I know it took me forever to update, I'm sorry. But to make up for that, here is my longest chapter yet. I hope you enjoy it!
This morning in my house was rough. My mom did not say one word to me or Glen. She seemed a little angry with my dad too, but I think that was only because he didn't back her up on her anti-gay raid.
Glen and I left as fast as we could. I hate having my mom look at me with so much disgust in her eyes. I'm not sure if I like it when she's bugging me about being better or if she doesn't talk to me at all.
I was happy to finally get to school. Weird right, someone is actually happy to go to school. But as you know I have my reasons, and one of them is on their way over here right now, looking hot as always.
"Hi" I greet her with a friendly smile which she doesn't really return.
"Hey how are you?" She asks looking a little worried. I give her a confused look and she continues. "Aiden told me what happened with your mom last night. Why didn't you tell me when I called?"
I sigh and run my fingers through my hair. "I didn't want to think about it, so talking about it was not even an option."
She sat down next to me and put her hand on my leg. I shivered from the touch of her warm fingers on my skin. She turned and looked directly into my eyes.
"You know you can talk to me whenever you need right? I'll always be there to listen or hold you." She says with a shy smile.
"I know and if I need to talk, I promise you will be the first person I talk to."
"That's all I ever ask for." She responds with a wide smile. All I can think about right now is how much I want to kiss her. She gives me a look that tells me that she knows exactly what I'm thinking. I turn away because if I keep looking at her, I know I will kiss her, right here out in the open, in front of everyone.
The next thing I know I am being pulled up and dragged away from my table.
"Ashley wh-"
"Just keep walking." She says and I follow her as she walks to…I have no idea where. As I walk behind her I decide to check out the view. My eyes stay trained on her ass as she swiftly walks. I am happy that my girlfriend likes to wear skin tight jeans.
She turns suddenly and I look up at her guiltily.
"Who knew innocent little Spencer would be checking out other girls asses." Ashley says with a smirk.
"I was not…ok fine you caught me, but can you blame me you have a nice ass." I feel a blush rushing to my cheeks. She laughs as she grabs my hand and pulls me into a room. Why did we go all the way across campus to use a bathroom? No one ever uses this bathroom anyway. She drags me into a stall and locks it shut.
"Why are we he….mmm" I was cut off by her lips. She put her arms around my neck and I wrapped my arms around her waist and pushed her back against the door. I put more effort into the kiss now that I am no longer surprised and more interested in her lips. She moans in response and as she slightly parted her lips, I was able to feel the warmth of her tongue on mine. It was my turn to moan.
She began moving her hands from my neck, across my shoulders, and making me shiver as her fingers scraped the sides of my breasts. Soon her hands were on my waist and she began rubbing my sides in slow circular motions. Parts of me were getting very excited. As our tongues danced, I savored her taste. I couldn't get enough of her. Her hands on my hips stopped moving as she pulled me impossibly closer to her. We were both now pressed up against the bathroom stall's door. I took this opportunity to do something brave. Moving my hands lower and stopping when I reach her ass, I squeeze once before lifting her up and wrapping her legs around my waist. She moaned again and I smirked.
Her arms were now back on my neck pulling me in for another kiss. My hands stay on her ass squeezing and rubbing in rotation. As we pulled back for air, she bit down on my bottom lip and soothed it over with her tongue. She is only making me want her more. I gave her a peck on her lips before kissing my way down to her neck. Hearing her moan as I suck, bite, and kiss her neck urges me more. My hands still working on her ass and my mouth busy on her neck.
"God Spence." Her moans fill the air as she begins bucking her center into mine. Her hands found my head and she pulled me back up to her lips. I pressed my body even more into hers. Can we possibly get any closer? I am brought out from my thoughts when I feel Ashley's hands caressing one of my breasts.
"Mmm" I mumble against her lips. If we continue, I know that I will want her right here, and I don't want our first time to be in a bathroom stall.
I slow down the kiss, but she continues kissing me. Her lips trailing to my neck and I can't help but let another moan slip out.
"Ash…oh" I stuttered as she bit down on my pulse point. "Ash wait." I lightly push on her shoulders. She looks at me with dark lust filled chocolate eyes.
"What's wrong?" She asks sincerely. I shake my head and let her legs down gently.
"Nothing, I am perfectly ok, but I don't think I will be able to stop if we keep doing that." I tell her honestly. She smiles at me before giving me one last kiss on my lips and then leaving the bathroom stall. I follow her and watch her as she fixes her clothes in the mirror. God my girlfriend is beautiful.
I hear the bell ring and I sigh, I really don't want to go to class in this condition. I check myself in the mirror to make sure that I am decent enough to face the world. After fixing my clothes, I notice that my lips are a little swollen from the kissing.
"Come on Spence; let's go before we are late." Ashley grabs my hand and turns for the door, but before she can get there I pull her into me and kiss her one last time. "It's going to be hard not to do that all day." She says when we separate.
"I know exactly how you feel. I wish we could do that all day." I whisper into her lips. She kissed me again and turned out the bathroom. I walked right behind her, once again enjoying the view.
"Haven't you had enough of my ass for the day?" I hear Ashley say from in front of me.
"I can never have enough of it or any part of you for that matter." I smirk at her.
We finally make our way to first period. Ashley and I sit in the back corner of the classroom and wait for the teacher to begin the lesson. I spent the entire class period forcing my eyes to stay on the teacher because having Ashley less than three feet away from me is such a huge distraction. What if Ashley was my teacher? That would be so fucking hot. I would definitely be the first in line for some extra credit. I wouldn't mind being the teacher's pet.
"Spencer!" I feel a shake on my arm which effectively stops my image of Ashley sitting behind the teacher's desk wearing glasses, a skirt, and a shirt that showed just the right amount of cleavage.
"Um yea?" I look up to see that Ashley and I are the only ones left in the room.
"The bell rang like two minutes ago and you didn't even budge. What's going on in that head of yours?" She asks with a smile. I blush and pick up my things to leave.
"Nothing, I just zoned out a little you know." I laugh lightly and hope that she changes the subject.
"You are supposed to be the smart one here, if you keep zoning out then who is going to do my homework?" Ashley teases.
"You." I say with a straight face. "I already have enough homework as it is so you can have fun doing yours."
We reach my class and Ashley stops. How did she know where my class was?
"Will you at least come over after school and help me?" She says with a hopeful smile.
"I wish I could but I have practice and then I am bringing Chelsea and Carmen their homework at the hospital." I tell her sadly and her face visibly falls. I wish I could just drop everything and spend all of my time with her but life is not that easy.
"Oh right, of course you are. I feel so stupid." She covers her face with her hands.
I laugh at her and uncover her face. "You're not stupid. I'm sorry that I can't help you though." The bell rings which means that Ashley is late for class and now I feel even worse. "Get to class before you get in trouble."
"Ok I'll see you in fourth." I smile as I watch her walk away.
During the classes I didn't have with Ashley, she still had a way of distracting me. I couldn't get her off of my mind. I decided to write about it since it seems to be what I can do best. When I opened my journal in second period, it was folded on a page that had an unfinished poem. I decide to finish but making it more suitable for now.
When fourth period came around, I couldn't write because Ashley sat next to me again and I didn't want to risk her seeing it yet. I wanted to give it to her when the time was right, in a special moment.
After class, we walked to lunch together and I was surprised to see Kendra and Ivy already sitting there. They need to just get together already.
"You think they're fucking yet?" I hear Ashley say from my side causing me to stop dead in my tracks.
"Ashley!" I scold. She stops when she realizes that I am no longer walking with her.
"What? I was just asking. They are obviously into each other, so it's only a matter of time." She shrugs and continues to walk to the table. I watch her as she drops her bag and sits across from them. I follow her and take my seat next to her. "Spencer wants to know if you two are fucking yet." Ashley says when we sit down. What a bitch! Both of their heads spin towards me and Kendra glares at me. I turn to Ashley and give her a look. You know THAT look. "Actually it was me who wanted to know. Spencer had nothing to do with it." She gives me a look that says 'happy' and I smile triumphantly.
"Ok number one, no we are not, as you so eloquently put it, fucking. We are just friends." I see Ivy frown a little after Kendra says this. "And number two, Ashley you are so whipped!" Everyone laughs except for Ashley. "Oh don't be so down about it Ashley, at least we can tell that you are getting some." Kendra adds. I look down.
"We haven't uh um" Ashley begins but is cut off by Ivy.
"You haven't had sex yet?" Ashley and I both shake our heads no.
"We've only been dating for like a weekend. Do you think we are slutty or something?" I say to them.
"No but you've been practically dating for weeks now so it's about time and besides from the hickey on Ashley's neck, I thought it already happened." Kendra says nonchalantly.
I turn my head and examine Ashley's neck. Fuck. I blush when she takes out a tiny mirror from her bag and finds the hickey on her neck.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to. I was sort of caught in the moment and-"
"Spence chill. If anyone asks, I'll just say I burned myself with my straightener." She shrugs. "I promise." She adds while putting her hand on my thigh and giving it a light squeeze. I sure hope it will be ok. I don't want anyone asking her questions that she's not ready to answer or deal with yet. I gave her a smile to let her know that I am fine and went on to eating my lunch, which I happily shared with Ashley.
I went about the rest of my classes as normal but I missed Ashley a lot. I couldn't finish the poem because the teachers decided to actually teach.
Last period came and I was excited to get to practice. In the locker room a lot of the girls congratulated me from the game on Friday night. I actually feel respected.
"Hey Carlin" I hear as I walk inside the gym. I turn to see Jessica standing off to the side. I roll my eyes and walk over.
"Yea?"
"I just wanted to say you played pretty good the other night. And uh I'm glad to have you on this team." It seemed like that was hard for her to get out.
"Thanks. I'm glad to be here." I say before I walk away. I was surprised that she even said anything to me. After what Chelsea and Carmen did to her, she didn't even look my way when she didn't have to; I like that better than her attacking me while I'm trying to play.
Practice was the usual. It felt good to be on the court. The whole thing with Chelsea still gets to me from time to time so being able to run and take my mind off of things really helps.
After practice, I go to the office to pick up Chelsea and Carmen's homework and drive to the hospital. I drop off Carmen's homework at the front desk because she apparently has the maximum amount of visitors at the moment, stupid hospital rules.
Opening Chelsea's door, I see her resting in bed and watching television.
"I have a present for you." I say in a sing song voice as I walk to the chair next to her bed. She turns to me and her eyes light up.
"Ooh what did you get me?" She says like a child waiting to open a Christmas present. I'm going to love bursting her bubble.
I laugh at her and pull the papers out of my bag. "Your homework!" Her smile falls instantly and I laugh harder.
"In that case, you can throw it away."
"Oh come on Chels, I think it's one of the best presents you've ever gotten."
"You know what you're right. But because I'm such a nice friend, how about I share it with you?" I love my best friend. Even while she is stuck in a hospital bed with broken bones, she is still making jokes.
"No thank you. It would be rude of me to take your gifts." I say and put the stack of papers on her bed side table.
"So how was school without me?" Ugh she's so full of herself.
I tell her about the uneventful day leaving out the make out session with Ashley in the morning, but including the part about how whipped she is.
I stay there for about two hours with her. She seems to be getting better and I just can't wait until she is out of here.
I finally get home at about six, and surprise surprise my mother's car is not there. Walking into the house, I smell something sweet coming from the kitchen. I really hope dad's baking one of his delicious desserts.
"Hey Spence, how was your day?" He greets me as I walk in the kitchen.
"It was ok. I had classes, practice, you know the usual. Where are Glen and mom?" I look in the oven and smile when I see that he is baking strawberry cake. My dad only makes this when something is wrong, so I know that my mom won't be home for a while. I should be more upset about this but I really love strawberry cake.
"Glen is over at Aiden's but he should be home for dinner. And your mom took an extra shift at work." Figures.
"Oh well I'm going to start on my homework. Call me when dinner is ready." I try to leave fast but I'm stopped by my father's voice.
"Spencer." I turn and look at him. "You know that I love you right?"
I smile at him. "Yea dad, I love you too." I walk to him and hug him tightly.
I'm able to get through a good portion of my homework before my dad calls me down for dinner. Glen and dad are already at the table, ready to eat. I take my seat and we dig in.
"So Glen how is Aiden?" My dad starts off some dinner conversation.
Glen, thankfully, chews and swallows his food before speaking. "He is good. He was more worried about me than anything."
"And how are you?" I ask. I feel bad that I haven't had the chance to speak to him all day today.
"I'm good." He shrugs, but I can tell that he is going to say something else. "I just wish that mom wasn't being such a bitch about this."
"Glen" My dad warns.
"No dad, she is being a bitch. I mean we like people of the same sex so what, it's not like we are going out killing people." Glen argues back.
"Your mother just needs time to figure this all out. She will come around. She loves you, both of you."
I hear Glen mumble a 'whatever' before going back to his food.
"So Spencer, when am I going to meet this girlfriend of yours?" I choke on my food when my dad addresses me. "Careful now, it was just a question." He chuckles.
I clear my throat before talking. "I um I don't think that's such a good idea."
"Why not? Do you think I'm going to embarrass you or something?" Yes!
"No I uh just think that it's too soon. We just started dating." It's the truth!
"Well I'd still like to meet the girl that's making my daughter smile every time I see her." I smile at the thought of Ashley. "And there it is again." I can't help it; she just makes me so happy.
"You will meet her soon dad, ok?" He nods at me and continues eating. The rest of dinner was filled with little chatting, none of which had anything to do with my mother. I know Glen didn't want to talk about her and I think that my dad didn't know what he could say to get us to understand where she was coming from.
I finished my homework after dinner. As I get settled into bed that night, I pick up my phone and call Ashley.
"I've missed you so much." I smile when I hear her voice.
"And I've missed the sound of your voice."
We stayed on the phone for almost two hours and the only reason we got off was because she fell asleep. The even sounds of her breathing lulled me off to sleep within seconds. I wish I was able to sleep next to her.
Tuesday was very similar to Monday. My mom was home but she was sleeping this time. I had another make out session in the bathroom with Ashley before school and tried not to get distracted by her in the classes we shared. After a hard workout from practice, I spent a while at the hospital with Chelsea and Carmen. Both of them seem to be getting better and they should be out of the hospital within a week.
Wednesday was game day. Unfortunately, there was no morning make out session because our bathroom was taken. Instead we just stayed out in the quad with Kendra and Ivy. I should have been more focused on the game that but all I had on my mind was the date with Ashley on Thursday. I was still curious to know where she was planning on taking me. I finished and polished up the poem that I wanted to give to Ashley. I hope that she likes it. I usually don't like to let other people read my work, but she's special.
"Are you ready for the game tonight Spencer?" Kendra asks while we eat our lunch.
"Yea I'm more nervous than anything." I say as I rub the back of my neck.
"Don't worry babe, I'm sure you will be amazing again." Ashley whispers as she scoots closer to me and rubs her hand on my leg. I look around to make sure no one is looking and let out a sigh of relief to see no one is worried about us.
"Aww how sweet." Ivy says and I was expecting Ashley to move her hand on my leg but it's still there and she is moving her hand in circular motions. She is killing me here.
"I'm just um going to go to the bathroom. I'll uh be right back." I say suddenly and stand up and walk towards the bathroom. I needed to get away from Ashley and her roaming hands.
When I get there, I splash a little water on my face and when I look up I see Ashley behind me.
"Um hi" I say weakly to her as I wipe my face.
"Is everything ok?" She asks looking concerned.
"Yea I'm fine. I was just uh" I couldn't finish the sentence. Instead I could feel the blush creeping up on my face. Ashley obviously catches this because she smirks at me and pulls me into one of the stalls.
A few minutes later, I have my legs locked around Ashley's waist and her lips are on my neck.
"Ashley?" We freeze at the sound of footsteps getting closer to the bathroom stall. I look into her eyes and I see fear. We stay silent in hopes that this person leaves. "Ashley I know you're in here. I saw you walk in here five minutes ago." Shit it's Madison. "And I can see your feet under this stall." She says as she knocks on the door. We are so screwed.
"Uh one second." Ashley yells back. I move one leg from around her, but I keep my legs up on the back of the toilet so that Madison cannot see them under the door. Ashley laughs at my position as she opens the door. "What's up?" I hear her say once she gets out.
"What's up with you, you've been all distant lately." I can tell that Madison is a little concerned and a little annoyed.
"Nothing, I just um, Aiden and I broke up." She blurts out. What? Why is she doing this? I thought he was her cover.
"What when?" It goes quiet for a minute. "Does this have anything to do with Spencer? I thought you said that was a onetime thing and it didn't mean anything." I feel my heart sink when I hear those words come out of Madison's mouth.
"Can we please not talk about this right now?" Ashley pleads. I'm not sure if I wanted them to continue that conversation or not.
"Yea ok. Are you still going to Sherri's party after the games tonight? There will be lots of guys there for you to rebound with." I cringe at the image of Ashley 'rebounding' with a guy.
"Actually I will probably hangout with Spencer instead." I'm surprised by this because we didn't have any plans to hangout until our date tomorrow night.
"What is it with you and her? What's so great about Spencer? Until she started playing basketball, she was nothing but Glen's nerdy sister!" Madison exclaims. Is that what people thought of me?
"How dare you talk about her like that? You don't know anything about her!" Ashley yells then takes a deep breath. "Are you jealous of her? Is that what this is about?"
"Why would I be jealous of her? She has nothing that I want." Madison defends.
"You're jealous because I've been spending a lot more of my time with her instead of with you."
"Ashley you and Ellen can spend as much time as you like together. I could honestly care less. Don't run back to me when you come to your senses." I hear footsteps getting further away and the door swing shut soon after.
"Are you ok?" Ashley says as she opens the door of the bathroom I was hiding in. I step down off of the toilet and walk out to her.
"Yea I'm fine." I lie. The truth is I have so many different thoughts running through my head, all of which are negative. "We should get back to lunch, I'm sure Kendra and Ivy are wondering where we are." I say as I walk towards the door without another look at her.
When we get to the table, I don't say much for the rest of lunch. Ashley kept looking at me and making subtle attempts to touch me but I just brushed it off.
She walked me to my class after lunch and I stayed quiet the entire time.
"What's wrong Spencer?" She asked as we stopped in front of my class.
"Nothing why do you ask?" I say playing dumb.
"Oh I don't know. One minute you are all over me and the next you won't even let me touch you." She whispers.
"I'm fine. Look you should get to class before you're late. I'll see you later." I say and I walk into my class. When I take my seat, I look out the door to see her still standing there with her head down like she's lost. The bell rings and her head jolts up then she heads off to class, I assume.
I hate being like this towards her, but I feel like it's the only way I can protect myself. Building up walls and keeping my feelings in, is the only way I know how to protect myself.
Throughout my remaining classes of the day, I received numerous texts from Ashley asking me why I won't talk to her and what could she do to make things right. I didn't respond to any of them. What I wanted to say could not be explained over a text.
When basketball practice came up, we did our normal routine before a game. We ran a few laps, did a few drills, and practiced a few plays. When we had our break, I didn't know what to do. I had all of these thoughts on my mind that just wouldn't go away. They just kept repeating over and over and over again. It was like my own mind was haunting me.
The smart thing to do in this situation would be to talk to Ashley about how I am feeling and maybe she would be able to put me at ease. But honestly right now I am not thinking logically.
I spent my entire break sitting in on the bleachers, looking out on the empty court, just thinking. Kendra tried to figure out what was wrong with me but I just told her that I was nervous for the game and I think she knew that there was something more to it than that but she didn't push it. I'm glad that she didn't because if she kept pushing, I would have probably taken out all of my anger on her, and that would have not been fair to her at all.
I had to wrap my head around Ashley telling Madison that I was some sort of mistake. I know that she had to tell Madison something to get her off of her back but did she really have to tell her that I meant nothing? Hearing that made me question what I really meant to Ashley. Is this something real or is this some big game that she's playing with me? So much of my feelings are invested into this relationship that if it did turn out to mean nothing to Ashley, I would probably not know what to do with myself.
The more I think these thoughts, the angrier I get at Ashley.
While we were in the locker room right before the game, the nerves in my stomach increased tenfold. I was not mentally ready for this game. My mind was elsewhere.
Running on to the court, I avoided the cheerleader section this time. I will avoid Ashley as much as I can. As Coach gives us a last minute pep talk, I look around the gym to see if I can spot my family. I first spot Glen and Aiden sitting in the middle section all the way at the top. I asked him to record the game for Chelsea, and I hope he and Aiden can pull their two brain cells together and do this because right now it looks like they are having trouble trying to figure out how to work it. Ugh idiots.
I continue looking for my parents and I stop scanning the crowd once I get to my dad. He is sitting alone and when he catches my eye he gives me a wave. I wave back and then I look around for my mother. I first look towards the door, up and down the bleachers, and finally at the small concession stand on the side. There is no sign of her anywhere. I look back towards my dad and he frowns and shakes his head.
This is just great. Exactly what I needed. First everything with Ashley and now my mother can't even support me at my game?
I hear the announcer as he begins to call the starting lineup for the night. When I hear my name, I slowly make my way to court, halfheartedly slapping everyone's hands.
As the game starts, I keep checking the bleachers checking to see if my mom had showed up. I still had a tiny bit of hope that she would make it.
By half time, we are down by ten and my mom has still not arrived.
"Hey what's up with you out there?" My coach asks once we get back to the locker rooms.
"I'm just not having a good day." I tell her and that is the truth.
"Whatever it is, try to fix it, we can still come back and win this. You are my star player and I need your head in the game." She says before walking off to the rest of the team.
I wish I could fix it. I wish it was that easy.
During the second half, I wasn't much better. I missed easy baskets and made stupid fouls. This is definitely not one of my best days.
We ended up losing 72-55. Yea I'm ashamed too. I let my team down and I wish I had tried harder but I just couldn't focus.
I showered after the game and went out to the gym to watch Glen play. I wanted to leave and crawl into a hole, but I felt bad for not watching the last game while he has sat through both of mine.
Kendra sits quietly with me. She doesn't ask any questions, she's just there. I guess that's why our friendship is so easy, we get each other. In all honesty though, I think she's being so quiet because she's pretty much eye fucking Ivy whenever she cheers. Me on the other hand, I am doing anything I can to avoid looking at the cheerleaders.
King wins the game with the score of 81-69. Right at the final whistle, I rush straight out of the gym, making Kendra jog to keep up.
We get to the parking lot and as we are about to go to our separate cars, Kendra's voice stops me.
"Were you thinking about going to Sherri's party tonight?"
I laugh bitterly. "I'm thinking about going home and lying in bed."
"Ok I'll be there so if you change your mind, I'll see you there." She turns and goes to her car, while I continue the walk to mine.
"Spencer!" I almost stop when I hear Ashley's voice, but I don't. "Please Spencer, can you please wait up?" I hear the sadness in her voice, so of course I stop. When she finally reaches me she just looks at me.
"What's up?" I ask her as I lean against my car.
"What's up? Really?" She looks at me incredulously. "You all of sudden are avoiding my like the damn plague without giving me any reason at all, and all you have to say is 'what's up?'" She yells. I shrug because I really don't feel like doing this right now. I am not in a great mood and her yelling is only going to make it worse. She steps closer to me. "What's going on? Did I do som-"
"No Ashley, it isn't about you. I just don't want to talk about it."
"Then what is it? If it's not about me, why won't you talk to me then?" I can tell that she is getting angry.
"Why do you keep pushing it? Just leave it alone!"
"I'll leave it alone when you tell me why you are all of a sudden so upset."
"I don't have to tell you anything, so just leave it alone like I said before." I tell her through gritted teeth.
"All I am asking you to do is to open up to me and not push me away!"
"You want me to open up to you? Is that a fucking joke? You are the one keeping things away from me! Not the other way around. Just because I don't tell you one thing that's bothering me, you yell at me for not opening up. Ha! That is really fucking funny." I yell angrily at her.
She's quiet for a moment before she speaks softly again. "You said you'd wait until I was ready."
I know I shouldn't say what I'm about to say, but it's like word vomit so I can't help myself. I'm angry and fed up, once I start, I'm hard to stop. And I keep hearing Madison's words in my head, on repeat. 'It didn't mean anything. It didn't mean anything. It didn't mean anything.' Having Ashley right in front of me makes it worse. The words come out before I can even control them.
"I know what I said, but you didn't wait until I was ready. You just pushed and pushed, even though you could obviously tell that I didn't want to talk about it." I can't do this right now. "You want to know why I'm so upset, Ashley?" she nods her head so I continue. "I'm upset because my mother is so disgusted with the fact that I like girls over guys that she hasn't spoken to me in days. She couldn't even show up to cheer me on for my game. And as much as it hurts, I won't tell her because I'm afraid of being rejected even more by her." My eyes are really blurry, so I angrily wipe my tears away before finishing. "And, I'm upset because the girl I am falling for has to go around telling her friends that I don't mean shit to her. And when I hear this, I can't help but think that it might actually be true. Because let's face it, you don't exactly have the greatest past when it comes to relationships with other girls."
Her eyes are watery and I know that I have really hurt her at this point. As much as I want to go over there and wrap my arms around her to comfort her, I don't, I stay rooted in my spot.
"Spencer I know that you are mad at your mother, I understand. But how could you even question my feelings for you? Do you know how much of my time is spent revolved around you or thoughts of you?" I want to believe her but my anger is blinding any positive thoughts I have at the moment.
"Whatever Ashley, I don't know if I can believe anything you tell me anymore." She looks down and I can see a few tears make their way down her face. "You know what, you can go run back to Madison now, and tell her about the huge mistake you made once again."
And with that I get my car and speed off.
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