Chapter 5

"Holy shit it's cold."

A frozen hand reached out and opened the front door. The warm air felt good against his shivering face, he leaned back against the door, basking in it as he recalled the night before. Spending all day and most of the night with the guys practicing had felt great. They were slowly improving and becoming the best band North Grove High has ever seen. "And when I walk into you," He began singing under his breath walking into the kitchen. "I want to hold your hand and break your neck at the feel of your disgusting skin- Anyone up?" He called out and didn't care once he caught sight of the stacks of pancakes near the stove. "Shit yeah," He hurried over and grabbed a plate. "Oh fuck who made these?" He wondered outloud shoving half a pancake into his mouth.

He hopped up on the counter and drowned his pancake in syrup. 'Mmmm' he hummed while chewing. The breakfast was fit for a king, he thought while eating another. He had never had anything that good, even the syrup was different than before. He wondered briefly if his aunt had hired a cook. And then he realized she would never let a stranger into the house. "But fuck," He swallowed the food in his mouth. "This is really good." The chain in his belt loop chimmed as he hopped off the couter top. Putting 5 more pancakes onto his plate.

"Denis."

He turned around and straightened up. Arthur stood at the doorway looking deeply upset. Denis knew he was in mad trouble by the way he calmly took a seat at the table and covered his face with his hands. He sat like that for a good 10 second, sighing, he finally dropped his hands and looked at his nephew. Caitlyn had no problems calling Paula and Arthur 'mama and papa' but her brother, Denis, was a different story. The quickly rebelling teen referred to them as Aunt and Uncle. "Aunt Paula said to be home by 10, 11 at the latest. Not only did you disobey her but you didn't even bother calling! I want a good explanation." The boy brushed his long dark brown hair out of his face. "I'm sorry." He murmured quietly refusing to make eye contact. "I just lost track of time and fell asleep at Kenny's." He lied instead of telling the truth. Getting high at Kenny's was more along the lines but he wasn't going tell him that. He had to bite back a smile as last night played in his mind. He had gotten far with the object of his affection. Jessie.

"That's no excuse, Den. I'm sorry but you're grounded. No internet or leaving the house for a week."

Denny nodded not really caring. He hardly used the computer and going out this time of the year was suicide. "That's fair." He agreed and then dropped his plate in front of Arthur. "I'm not all that hungry anymore." He walked out of the room and then called over his shoulder, "Enjoy!" His voice was bitter but the softened in his throat. It was moment like these that made him wish he was with his mother. She was on every drug on the street but that didn't mean she deserve him. Denny loved his mother and Sherry loved him. He hated that they weren't together. "Caitlyn." He walked into the basement and watched his little sister play a song on guitar hero. His demeanor changed as he dropped on the couch next to her. "You're getting good." He complimented watching his little sister hit every note.

"Ashley says I'm the best she's ever seen!" She boasted loudly.

Denny's brow furrowed for a second. He didn't think his sister knew anyone named Ashley. And then it hit him. She was Caitlyn's new imaginary friend. "Where is this Ashley at? I have to prove her wrong." He played along. Caitlyn always had a new imaginary friend and he always pretended to see them.

"She had to change her clothes. She said they were getting annoying."

"I hope she's not changing in here." He feigned worry. "I don't want to make her uncomfortable."

Caitlyn giggled. "Do you see her in here?"

Denny looked around. "No I don't." He smiled at her. "Where is she changing at then?" The guestroom door opened getting his attention. He looked up and got off the couch when Spencer filled his vision. "Spencer!" He exclaimed crushing her in his arms. The blonde smiled against his shoulder as she hugged him just as tight. They had always been close, Denny was her brother, being close in age, they did almost everything together while growing up. "Hey big man. What's up?" Denny pulled back and opened his mouth to answer but then paused when his eyes flickered to the right. He had to do a double take and even that didn't help him believe that the person standing behind his cousin was Ashley Davies.

"Ashley!" The rock star's arms unconsciously dropped down to pat the girl's upper back as she hugged her legs. She didn't have time to ponder on it as she stared into dark green eyes. The boy that stood before her was around her age, very tall, 6'1 or 2 Ashley guessed as she stared at his long brown hair, black hoodie and black jeans. Converse covered his long feet. His style was very similar to hers, she had a feeling he liked her, guessed he was a fan of her music by the way his jaw dropped. The look was very common in teens she'd come across. A mixture of awe and excitement, Ashley enjoyed putting it there.

"You can't be serious." Denny finally spoke looking down at Spencer. "You…you brought home Ashley Davies?"

Spencer chuckled and nodded. "I forgot you were a big fan. Sorry I didn't tell you earlier."

"I'm going to grab some water." Ashley chimed in and then looked down at Caitlyn. "Wanna help me?" The little girl eagerly nodded. "Good." Her hand was grabbed by both of Caitlyn's as she pulled the rock star towards the staircase. Ashley chuckled, looking up at Denny as she passed, she offered him her hand. "It's nice to meet you…."

"Denny." He nervously filled in taking her free hand with both of his. "And it's a honor meeting you." He added with a slight stutter. "You're coming back right."

Spencer swatted playfully at his hands, watching them drop, she smiled up at him. "She'll never leave with your giant paws holding her back."

"Come on Ashley. I wanna show you my room also." Caitlyn whined.

"Alright, alright. Lead the way. Cool meeting you Denny," She looked back at Spencer. "Another Carlin has got me whipped." She joked before being dragged away by a very determined Caitlyn.

"Dude, Ashley Davies is in our house. How sick is that?" He asked his cousin.

"Very." Spencer yawned covering her mouth. "Sorry." She said dropping her hand. "I'm tired."

"Take a nap." Denny suggested sitting on the arm of the couch.

Spencer shook her head. "I just took one. I'll be fine after a can of coke." She reasoned with a smile.

"Too bad the only ones Aunt Paula gets are sugar free." Spencer sighed while Denny chuckled. "You're gone a few weeks and you already forget how this house operates." He grinned. "I recommend magic memory pills."

"Buy me some."

"Psh. You're the one with the cash now. Speaking of cash, where is Ashley sleeping?"

"Cash and Ashley sleeping have no connection what so ever. But to answer your question my tall younger boy cousin- she's sleeping in the guest room." She simply answered.

A look of confusion washed over Denny's face. "Why in the guestroom? The bed in my room is so much bigger and comfortable. She should sleep there," He suggested and then added with a sly smile, "With me."

"Denny!"

"No not like that! Come on Spencer you know she's into chicks. Right?" He quickly asked. Spencer rolled her eyes. "Of course. That was one of the first things you told me before I ran off with Aiden."

"Oh yeah." He mumbled.

"Now who needs the magic memory pills?" She teased.

"You." He retorted. "So can she sleep with me? Nothing physical will happen. It'll just be like a sleep over."

She placed her hands on his shoulders and looked him in the eyes. "Denny, Ashley is fine sleeping in the guest room." She ruffled his long brown hair. "With me."

"That makes no sense." He laughed. "She'd actually do you." Spencer blushed as she removed her arms. "But then again, I guess Aiden would be considered a cunt block."

"Denny!"

"What? Come on Spencer we're all adults." He laughed a little harder falling back on the couch. "Wow I just made that up on the spot. Cunt block, sounds way cooler than cock block."

"They're both equally stupid terms, Bro and Aiden doesn't serve as a…a cunt block." Denny looked curious over at her. "We're not together anymore."

"No!" Denny stated with disbelief sitting up. "Are you fucking serious?"

"Watch your mouth and yes I'm serious. We broke it off and he's with someone else now."

"That dick."

"It's fine Denny. I'm glad he's happy with someone else. It saves me a trip down the aisle."

"A trip down the aisle? He wanted to get married." Spencer nodded. "What a dick."

Spencer sighed. "His intentions were nice but I found better things to look forward to."

"Like what?"

Ashley. "A future in California."

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The rock star stepped foot inside the kitchen with a silly smile on her face. Caitlyn had a fun personality that she enjoyed being around. Who would have known a famous rock star hooked on coke could bond with a 7 year old? Ashley found it strange but didn't dwell on it. Her demeanor instantly changed from joyful and excited to taunt and cautious as she caught sight of the tall man with dark hair standing near the sink. He wasn't much taller than Paula but Ashley thought he looked older. The couple was both in good shape, lean and healthy, but Ashley noticed the small belly on Arthur's midriff. It was obvious Paula was more fit than him. Not by much though. "Papa!" Ashley watched Caitlyn run over and hug him.

He turned around and hugged the girl back. "Hey barbie doll." He greeted affectionately. "Whatcha been up to this morning?"

"Playing with Ashley!"

"Playing with Ashley?" He repeated dumbfounded.

"Yep! My new best friend!"

Arthur looked up and noticed the rock star for the first time. Her appearance wasn't too flamboyant, in fact, it was overly casual. The rock star stood wearing a band shirt with black gym short and socks. She stood with her arms casually draped at her sides. If she was nervous, it didn't show. She stood staring boldly into his eyes. "Hello. You must be Ashley."

The rock star nodded. "I take it you're Spencer's dad..."

"Arthur." He smiled smally walking up to her. "Arthur Carlin." He offered his hand and Ashley took it. He had a closer view of her face, it was strangely clear, nice and smooth actually. He would never guess she was into drugs, in fact, she could pass as one of Denny's friends. Minus the lesbian part. "Are you responsible for the wonderful breakfast?" He asked pulling his hand back.

"Yeah, I'm glad you like it." Her hands occupied themselves patting Caitlyn's back. The girl had chose that moment to run up and wrap her arms around her legs.

Arthur didn't know what to think of his little girl bonding with Ashley. She didn't seem mean, overly vulgar, or butch, but there was still something disturbing about the idea of a drug addict around his family. He wasn't going to judge Ashley on her past but he didn't want her influencing his family. Not that Ashley seemed the type to do that, the girl standing in front of him seemed very laid back and calm. Nothing like the crazy rebel rock star he predicted. "I enjoyed it a lot. Did you take cooking lessons?" He asked genuinely curious. This was the daughter of rock legend Raife Davies, Arthur couldn't help but wonder about her.

Time froze for a second, everything that came to mind was a punch in the stomach, Ashley even skipped a breath as Shannon came to mind. The red head cook hadn't been on her mind in forever, the pain she felt was unusually raw- why were the emotions so strong? She wondered angrily. "Um...yeah I took lessons." She blurted out trying to ignore her feelings. It was impossible and quickly becoming overwhelming. "Do you mind if I grab some water?"

"No go right ahead. Caitlyn get off the girl." Arthur chuckled. "She can't walk with you holding onto her like a little leach."

"What's a leach?" She asked while moving away from the rock star.

The words around her really didn't register in her mind as she moved around the kitchen. She didn't even realize her arms and legs moved familiarly around the kitchen. They knew where the cups were, where to get ice and where to find water. Ashley drained her first cup and then refilled it. How could Shannon still be a stab in the heart when she loved Spencer? Ashley didn't understand it. The pain that came with thinking about the cook was so intense that it scrambled her mind, it shook her up inside and out.

"Are you sure you're a rock star instead of a fish."

Ashley swallowed the last bit of water in the cup and then brought it down. Arthur and Caitlyn stared amusingly at her. She was clueless. "Excuse me?"

"That's your 6

th cup." He chuckled. "Are you always this thirsty."

Ashley wondered if the look of surprise was easily seen on her face. Had she really drank that much without noticing? "Sorry-"

"Don't be it's fine." Arthur said with a wave of his hand. "You could learn a thing or two from Ashley. Like how to drink water instead of sugar filled drinks."

Or alcohol, Ashley's inner voice grimly added.

"Kay." She ran over and took Ashley's hand. "See my room! See my room!"

"Caitlyn-"

"It's fine." Ashley interrupted Arthur's scolding. The man nodded, she looked down at Caitlyn. "Lets go see your room."

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The snow fell slowly from the dark gray clouds that covered the sky and sun, hiding them from the rest of the world and taking their spot light. Ashley was lost as she stared at the hundreds of snow flakes falling around them. The room was cold, the biggest of men would shiver in the confines of the glass room, but not Ashley. She loved it; the coolness was refreshing against her naturally warm skin. The rock star felt a hand cover hers and looked to her left. Huddled in the corner of the daybed, wrapped up in a blanket, with a dark hood covering blonde hair and glasses over gorgeous eyes; Spencer smiled at the rock star. "You seem so far away." She quietly stated caressing her lover's skin. Ashley scooted back on the bed and shifted until their faces were inches apart. "Is this better?" Spencer kissed her and then slowly drew back. "Your lips are kissing distance. It's perfect," She kissed her softly again. "But that's not what I meant." She murmured against her lips.

Ashley reached up and carefully removed the sunglasses over Spencer's eyes. "That's better." She murmured caressing her lover's face before letting her hand drop. "How dare you deny me the pleasure of drowning in your eyes?" She quietly asked tasting Spencer's lips lovingly. "It should be crime."

Spencer laughed softly. "You're one to talk. You used to wear these things obsessively." She said referring to the sunglasses. Ashley took a closer look and realized those were hers. "That's different." She answered gazing back into her lover's face. "My eyes aren't half as gorgeous as yours." Spencer shook her head. "You're wrong. You're eyes leave me breathless Ashley."

"How?" Ashley quietly questioned. "They're brown. Hardly anyone finds brown special."

"Mmm, wrong again." Spencer kissed the tip of her nose. "You're eyes are not only special but sacred. Everything about you is sacred to me." She kissed the left corner of her lips. "You're my diamond and I'm never letting you go." Ashley moved her hand from Spencer's, running it over her thigh, her eyes never left her girlfriend's perfect face. "Those are loving words." She whispered seductively slipping her hand underneath Spencer's sweatshirt. Her fingertips caressed her tummy as she gazed into gray orbs. "Lets make love." Spencer turned her head blushing. "Ashley." The rock star leaned forward and nibbled lightly on her earlobe. "Lets make love Spencer." She made soft circles around her bellybutton. "I don't care where we have to go." Spencer turned and faced her. The rock star was dead serious, Spencer reached out and caressed her face. "You know I would love that but we can't just...can't just make love. Not with Dad and everyone else here."

"Then lets leave." Ashley suggested. "I'm sure there's a hotel somewhere around here."

Spencer moved forward and snuggled against the rock star. "Baby it's almost Christmas. We'll never find a room."

Ashley wrapped her arms around her. "True." She kissed the top of her head. "But I have all the money in the world." She reminded. "I'm sure I can convince someone to give up their room for us."

"And what would you tell them? I'm horny. May I please borrow your room to have sex with my girlfriend?"

Ashley internally grimaced. "That would sound kind of bad." She slipped her hands under her girlfriend's shirt, lightly messaging the small of her back, she pressed her cheek against blonde hair. "I don't want to leave this spot anyway." She murmured. "It's too perfect."

They sat silently in each other's arms watching the world around them. Ashley wasn't worried about anyone walking in on them. Arthur was busy upstairs in his office, Caitlyn and Denny were both passed out in their rooms and Paula was long gone. The rock star's eyes closed. Will it always be like this? She wondered sullenly. The idea of having to hide their relationship from everyone was frustrating. It wasn't only with Spencer's family, but the media too. They would always have to walk on eggshells around everyone. And of course, Spencer and Aiden would have to be seen in public to keep up their 'image.' Ashley hated it. "Hey Ash?" Brown eyes opened at the softly spoken words. "Yeah?" The rock star felt her girlfriend's blonde head shift, followed by the feel of her soft lips against her skin, kissing the hollow of her throat. "I love you." Her heart skipped a beat, Ashley couldn't explain the amount of happiness she felt at the moment. I love you. She heard the words plenty of times before but the affect they had on her never dimmed. "I love you too Spencer." She pressed her lips to her blonde crown, enjoying how the strands of gold caressed her face.

"Forever and ever."

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"Uno!" Caitlyn declared triumphantly throwing her last card down on the pile.

The whole family sat around the kitchen table with cards in their hands. They had just finished dinner and were playing uno. Ashley found the whole fiasco awkward and strange at first but then loosened up. It was the first time she sat down with a family and enjoyed something as simple as cards. The rock star still couldn't believe she was there, living a normal life with normal people. Last year she was high and alone, this year she was surprisingly happy with her girlfriend and her family. Very surreal. "Are we finished?" Denny asked throwing his cards down. He was always known for being a sore loser in everything.

"Oh come on we only played 4 games." Paula cooed at the whinny teen.

"Oh right. I forgot 10 is the official stopping point." He groaned. "This game is stupid."

"Denny we never play more than three games." Arthur corrected. "I don't see why you have such an attitude."

"I don't have a attitude." He snapped with an attitude. "I'm just saying this game is so fucking stupid."

"Denny!" Paula scolded. "You're sister is here."

Ashley's eyes flickered over to the little girl. She sat staring silently down at the cards. Her eyes seemed sad.

"Sorry Cait." He said standing up. "I'm going to my room."

The air was tense as they watched him leave.

Arthur looked helplessly over at Paula. The older woman thought of Caitlyn and decided to get her out of there befor discussing her complicated brother. "Lets get the winner some candy and get her off the bed."

Like a switch, a light in her eyes instantly appeared, a smile over her face, "Candy! Candy! Candy!"

Ashley smiled as Caitlyn reached out to Paula. The ER doctor easily picked her up and carried her out of the room.

"Someone needs talk to him." Arthur sighed dreading their one on one sessions. They never turned out well. Denny usually just nodded and agreed to everything he said, not really meaning it, and Arthur just sat talking to a wall. He was literally running out of things to say.

Spencer who had been quiet the whole time, looked over at Ashley, and grabbed her hand from under the table. The rock star turned her head and met her gaze. "I think Ashley should do it." The 17 year old wasn't expecting that to pass her girlfriend's lips. She didn't mind going down there to talk to Denny. He seemed like all her other fans, if he acted like he looked, there should be no problems. "He really likes you."

She looked over at Arthur. He didn't seem indifferent about the idea. "Spencer's got a point. The kid loves ya." He smiled. "He even has you on his walls. Maybe you can talk some sense into him. If you don't mind that is."

Squeezing Spencer's hand, she said "It's fine," and then stood up. Her eyes fell on her girlfriend's face. Spencer smiled at her. She immediately started grinning back like a love sick school boy with a crush. They sat like that for over 10 seconds.

Arthur stared between the two. "Is there something I'm missing?"

The magic was broken. Ashley immediately looked up and unconsciously shook her head. "No. Everything's fine." She looked back down at Spencer. "I'll see you later." Spencer nodded and watched her exit the room. She turned her head and met her father's questioning gaze. "What?" She asked casually.

"You and Ashley...- Nevermind." He stood up and stretched. "I'm heading back to my office." A thought hit him. "Do you want to play a game of chess?"

The random words caused Spencer to chuckle. "Where did that come from?"

Arthur shrugged. "I just remembered you're an amazing chess player. Come on, play a game with your dear old dad."

"I would love to." She walked over to him and hugged him tightly. "I've missed you Dad."

He kissed the top of her head. "I've missed you too sweetheart."

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The door was wide open when Ashley reached the teenage boy's room. He was sitting on the bed with his Ipod on his lap. His face was neutral as he played with the small white device. Ashley knocked softly on the door, getting his attention, he immediately lit up and invited her in. "What's up?" He asked watching the rock star take a seat on the edge of the bed. Ashley watched him casually. "Nothing really." She simply answered. "Just seeing what was up with you. You left kind of...angry?" She guessed and was rewarded with a small nod. "Sorry about that. It's just...I hate being here." He ran his fingers through his hair. "I love them and all but...I want to be with my mom." He looked away from Ashley smiling a little. "She was everything to me, still is really, and I want to be with her." He shrugged a little. "But they won't let me."

Ashley assumed 'they' were Paula and Arthur. The rock star thought back to everything she had heard about his mother. She couldn't recall much but did remember she was hooked heavily on drugs. "I'm sure there's a good reason behind them keeping you here." She stated calmly. "Your aunt would never intentionally hurt you this bad."

He looked at her. "How do you know how I feel?"

"It's real simple Denny." She cracked a bitter smile. "I know how much it hurts not having your mother around. Especially when she's all you've ever wanted." She shrugged at the sympathy washing over the younger boy's eyes. "The worst thing you can do is give into your anger."

Denny snorted. "Too late for that. I'm pissed that they won't let me go. I'm old enough to go live with my mom, but they refuse to let me see her."

"How bad is she?" She asked quietly.

"We talking drugs?" Ashley nodded. "She does a little bit of everything but mostly coke-"

Ashley laughed harshly. "Forget about her." She advised soberly. "She's not worth the trouble."

"Excuse me?"

The rock star didn't fail to notice his clenched fists and shocked eyes. He was angry at her, maybe she said the wrong thing, but then again, she had a point. Her words were honest having lived them. "If it's coke she's hooked on your better off here."

"What's the fucking deal?!" He snapped. "She just gets high, i've been high before and it wasn't that major."

Turning on the bed, Ashley faced the teen and crossed her legs. "And what have you been high on?"

"Pot."

The rock star smirked. "Are you really comparing pot to coke?" He nodded slowly. "I'm assuming you've smoked pot before, have you ever tried coke?" He shook his head. "There's a huge difference." She held out her arm and pulled up her hoodie sleeve. The gasp escaping the boy's lips was expected. Her arm was a mess of red cuts and faded scars, she looked back up at him "The fresher ones- I didn't feel. Remembering what happened that night is kind of hard, but I'll tell you this. Cocaine and pot are two different damages. I've been doing cocaine for over two years and it really messed me up. I didn't give a shit about the band, the fans or anything else, including myself, but coke. Even now, as I speak about it, how it ruined my life," She snorted, "How it's killing my father- if it was right here, in this room, right now, i'd be snorting it. It's just that powerful. Your mother is invalid as long as she's smoking, snorting, or injecting cocaine. You and Caitlyn don't mean anything to her." She pulled her sleeve back down. "You're better off here with your Aunt and Uncle, they're giving you everything an addict can't."

"Is that a lot?"

"More than you can count." She answered knowingly.

"You really do drugs?" His face was skeptical, Ashley nodded and watched it change to surprise. "You can't be serious."

"I'm dead serious." She answered finding the whole situation surreal. Here she was, sitting in a 16 year old boy's room with enough nerve to talk about drugs. The thought was horrible but everything leaving her mouth was honest. "I've been doing drugs for a long time..." too long. "and now I'm ready to stop."

He looked closely at her. "What changed your mind? Did you just wake up one morning and decided to stop?"

"No. It's complicated but overall Spencer changed my mind. She's helping me quit." Hopefully for good.

Denny nodded. "That's cool. Maybe someone will help my mom wake up and quit for good."

"Cross your fingers. It can happen."

"Are you living proof?"

Ashley looked away. "For now."

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Ashley played around with the black guitar in her hands. Denny and her decided to grab their guitars and have some fun in the other room. She taught him a thing or two but wasn't gaining any new knowledge from the brown haired teen. She watched the teen leave the room as she brought the pick up and down the strings. Her foot tapped in time with the catchy music. Her left eye brow shot up questionably when Denny came back out with a video camera. "Are we making a sex tape?" The camera fell as the words filled the room. "Oh shit." He knelt down and picked it up somewhat shakily. "Relax, it was just a joke." She stated carefully watching as he placed the camera on the couch and nervously wiped his palms on his jeans. She stopped playing. "What's the problem?"

He stopped and looked at her. His face was full of fear, mirroring his trembling hands, Ashley didn't understand what was wrong with him. "You're like my hero." The rock star smiled amusingly settling back on the couch. "For a million different reasons. You play like a fucking God, you're really nice, and you're...you're gay." That got her attention. She shifted in her seat. Denny looked finished but she wasn't. "And why does that make me your hero?" She questioned softly.

He looked away and shrugged. His mouth opened and shut several times, finally frustrated, he looked at her and said. "Because I am too."

"What are you?" Spencer asked walking into the room.

The teens were surprised to see her standing near the staircase. Ashley's eyes flickered over to Denny. Shear terror fell over his face, he obviously didn't want Spencer to know, which was easily seen. Poor boy, Ashley thought, he looked so close to fainting. She met her lover's eyes with a playful smile. "He' s in love with me." She announced getting her girlfriend to chuckle.

"Is that so?" Spencer looked over at Denny. The teen quickly caught on and nodded. "Awww does little Denis have a crush."

"Yeah. A big one." He answered more relaxed. "What do you think Ashley? Would you switch teams for me?"

"You're cute." She teased, her eyes moving to Spencer, she became more serious. "But I have my eye set on someone else."

Denny laughed getting their attention. "I told you she wanted to do you." He told Spencer.

"What?" Ashley exclaimed staring at them.

Spencer rolled her eyes. "Inside joke." she looked back over at Denny. "bad inside joke."

"Hahaha." He blurted sarcastically before staring at Ashley. "Tell her you'd do her so it can be a factual statement."

"Okay." Ashley answered evilly meeting Spencer's gaze. "I would so do you in a heart beat."

"I told you!" Denny laughed.

Walking to the couch, Spencer moved forward and straddled a shocked Ashley's hips. Her hands grasped the back of the couch as she moved her body provocatively against her girlfriend. The rock star sat frozen under her, brown eyes stayed glued to swaying breasts as they teased her. She looked up at Spencer and smiled viciously. The blonde sent her a warning look, Ashley rolled her eyes and kept her hands from touching. "Come on rock star, do me then. I'm all yours." Spencer stuck her tongue out, fighting back a giggle as Ashley frowned. "Keep tempting me Blondie." She growled challengingly.

"Maybe later." Spencer blew out casually getting off the rock star. She walked over to a gaping Denny and ruffled his hair. "Give me hug, I'm going to bed." The boy got over his shock and wrapped his arms around his cousin. "Love you." Spencer said kissing his cheek and pulling back. "Me too." He replied watching her move back over to the couch. He smiled when she ordered Ashely to do the same. And his eyes widened when Ashley tricked the blonde into kissing her lips. His cousin didn't seem appalled or anything, she playfully smacked her upper arm and left the room with a smile. "I think she'd really let you do her."

Ashley pursed her lips in thought. "You know what Denny...I think so too."

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The room was pitch black as she lied on her back, her head was turned and eyes glued to the wall. There were no windows, being in the basement, but Ashley didn't mind. The moon wasn't anything special, she could go a few nights without it's shining light. Spencer was a different story. Lying in the dark, her mind was far from being at ease as it yearned for her lover. The thought of wrapping her arms around her girlfriend's sleeping frame, caressing, kissing, whispering to her as she slept peacefully in her arms- it was all bliss. The idea of it kept Ashley awake, kept her heavy eyelids from closing, it drove the rock star to rolling out of bed and leaving the room.

She intended on getting a glass of water from the kitchen, but then her eyes fell on the staircase and her feet moved on their own accord. She walked silently up each step and stayed quit throughout her journey upstairs. The door made a sound as she pushed it open. She caught a glimpse of her girlfriend sitting up as she pushed it closed behind her. "I can't sleep." She whispered seeing the questioning look on Spencer's face. "I've been dying to see you and waiting til morning to do so is torture." She smiled shyly. "Is that crazy?"

"If it is then we're both insane." She smiled softly relaxing against the hundreds of pillows behind her. "I haven't been able to sleep either because of a certain someone." She watched Ashley lean against the door and decided she'd be more comfortable with her on the bed. "Come here and I'll tell you about her."

Ashley willingly obeyed and climbed on the bed with her girlfriend. Spencer welcomed her with open arms, she collapsed in them, feeling their bodies pressed tightly together, Ashley gazed into gray eyes with desire pooling in hers. "It sounds like you really like this someone. Does she like you back?"

"I hear she's in love with me."

Ashley leaned forward and brought their foreheads together, her eyes gazing playfully into Spencer's. "I feel bad for her then."

"And why is that?" Spencer asked playing with her lover's hair.

Her eyes closed as she tickled her girlfriend's soft skin with her nose. "You already gave your heart to me."

Ashley didn't have time think as Spencer's mouth connected eagerly with hers. She moaned deeply into the kiss feeling her girlfriend's thigh pressed against her. Spencer's hands roamed all over her back as their tongues met and danced, sending wave after wave of pleasure through her. The overwhelming urge to take her girlfriend was strong, threatening to consume her, she fought it thinking they weren't getting far. Spencer's parents were in the next room, breaking the kiss, Ashley's lips grazed Spencer's as she panted, "Your parents?" Spencer answered by urging the shirt off her body. "Just..." The blonde started forcing Ashley on her back, she covered her lean frame with her own, gasping as she felt her erect nipples come into contact with her shirt. "Don't scream."

Closing her eyes, Ashley threw her head back as Spencer began licking and sucking down her throat. Her hands griped the sheets as she felt insisted fingers tease her left breast, pulling and rubbing her erect nub, she bit hard on her tongue when she felt her girlfriend nip and suck at her pulse point, sending delicious shivers down her spine. "Oh...Spencer." She groaned feeling her lips on her breast, her tongue flicking wildly at her nipple, Ashley squirmed while feeling her hand trail down her abs.

Spencer sucked harder while undoing the button to Ashley's tight jeans. The rock star whimpered and sighed as she slipped inside them, feeling her lover's desire coat her fingers, she began teasing her swollen clit with her thumb. Spencer moved up and captured her lips, swallowing her cries and moans as she moved against her hand. Ashley turned her head and broke the kiss, "Spencer." She pleaded moving harder against her touch.

"Yes my beloved." She answered moving her lips down her throat, enjoying the taste of the rock star's skin as she licked and sucked.

"Fuck me, just fuck me already," She groaned feeling Spencer nip at the hollow of her throat. The blonde continued down running her lips over an erect nipple as she entered her lover, giving into her pleas, she entered her quickly with two fingers while sucking hard on her breast. Ashley screamed out as Spencer began moving faster and deeper inside her, slender hips rose up to meet each thrust, her thighs began quivering as she felt her clit being brushed. Ashley wrapped her arms around her lover while screaming her name.

Spencer held her as she continued to shudder, kissing her lips, cheeks, and forehead, she buried her face in Ashley's neck and closed her eyes, listening to her lover's heavy breathing, she lightly kissed along her collar bones, up her neck and around her jaw. "I love you," She kissed her chin and then brought her hand up, pushing strays of hair out of her face, she gazed down into tired brown eyes with a smile. The smile died when she heard knocking on the door.

"Spencer? Is everything alright?" Her mother asked.

"Everything's fine. Ashley just had a nightmare." She casually answered.

"Oh...Ashley's in there." She heard her mother murmur. "Okay sweetheart. Goodnight you two."

"Night." They answered in unison.

"She...," Ashley's yawn cut her off. "Totally knows what we're doing." She stated quietly.

"It doesn't matter." Spencer kissed her gently. "I don't care anymore. If they figure it out, they figure out." She ran her finger along damp auburn bangs. "They can't take you away from me." She kissed her again. "You have my heart." Spencer laid her head on her chest and closed her eyes feeling Ashely soothingly stroke her hair.

Feeling exhausted, she slipped her hand out of Ashley's jeans and snuggled deeper against her. "I love you Spencer."

The whispered words were the last thing she heard before falling into a blissful sleep.

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Birds, chirping, sun- Spencer groaned as she turned her head away from the sunlight. Waking up was the last thing she wanted to do, she thought feeling around for her girlfriend. The blonde sighed as her eyes opened. Ashley was nowhere to be seen. "Why can't she just stay with me?" She yawned stretching in bed. Her arms immediately flew down to cradle her stomach as she whimpered. She had started her period the day before and was just now experiencing lower abdominal pain. The cramps were bad, she felt close to tears as she rolled out of bed and headed into the bathroom.

She took a quick shower then went back to her room, downed a couple Ibuprofen tablets, got dressed and then left. Her thoughts were on Ashley and how nice it would have been to wake up next to her. Spencer didn't dwell on it long, she just planned on holding the rock star a little tighter next time they fell asleep.

Spencer heard voices the second she stepped off the last step. She followed them into the kitchen and leaned against the door frame. Her mother and Ashley stood near the stove; Ashley was doing something with a spatula while Paula stood talking to her. Spencer didn't hesitate walking in and kissing her mother's cheek. "Morning mother." She turned her head and leaned forward, kissing Ashley's, she said the same thing.

"Mother." Spencer groaned watching Ashley dress an omelet. "Ashley's our guest not chef."

Paula met her gaze and chuckled. "I assure you my dear, Ashley enjoys being both. Tell her Ashley."

The rock star met her girlfriend's gaze. "I enjoy being both." She repeated with a smile.

Spencer poked her playfully in the upper arm. "You have to stop doing that."

"Doing what?" Ashley questioned lightly.

"Repeat what my evil relatives tell you to repeat."

Paula reached out and grabbed one of the five plates Ashley had set up on the counter. "You know what's really evil?" She asked her daughter.

Spencer looked at her. "What?"

"Hair straightners."

"Hair straighteners?"

"Hair straighteners." Paula repeated nodding towards a blushing Ashley. "She'll tell you all about their evils." She reached out and grabbed another plate. "Thank you Ashley. You're an amazing cook," She winked at Spencer. "and guest. Arthur and I are going to enjoy this immensely." She kissed Spencer's forehead.

"What is she talking about?" Spencer asked after watching her mother leave.

Ashley's hand immediately shot up to the pulse point of her neck. "She's talking about the burn mark I got from the straightener." She answered showing her girlfriend the hickey she gave her. Spencer chuckled shakily as she quickly caught on.

"Oh the burn mark..." She groaned burying her face in Ashley's neck. The rock star wrapped her arms around her. "She knows you're full of shit."

Ashley sighed. "I would have covered it with make up but your mother saw it before I did. Are we fucked?"

The blonde pulled back and cupped her cheek. "We were fucked from the moment we stepped inside this house." she chuckled. "But everything seems okay. My mother loves you and so does everyone else in this house. Especially Denny."

Ashley smirked. "'He knows I would do you' smart boy."

"Not anytime soon." Spencer groaned. "Period and my tummy hurts really bad." She explained.

"I'm sorry." Ashley kissed her forehead. "Want some soup? Tea? Lower back rub?"

Kissing the skin closest to her lips, the blonde shook her head. "I'll take you, me, bed and cuddling. Tea is fine as long as you don't mind making it."

The rock star didn't find the requests too demanding, in fact, she was looking forward to them. "I don't mind making you tea Spencer. Just go relax and i'll be there in a sec."

Spencer looked at her. "You know where the tea is?"

Ashley nodded somewhat bashfully. "In the pantry."

Spencer chuckled. "My terrible mother. All the cooking you're doing for her..." She kissed her cheek. "I'll be lying down in the basement."

Smiling, Ashley leaned forward and kissed her lips softly. "I'll see you in a little bit."

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"Oh man this is good." Arthur moaned taking another bite of his breakfast. The omelet on his plate was quickly disappearing as he continued to shovel it into his mouth. Every bite was pure bliss, he enjoyed the different flavors he was experiencing. Looking around the table, he noticed Denny and Caitlyn eating just as enthusiastically as he was. "Where is the chef hiding away at?" He asked the older of the two kids.

Denny swallowed down his mouth full before answering. "They're in Ashley's room working on some music stuff."

"They had the door locked cause its super secret information." Caitlyn added eating another mouthful.

That got Arthur's attention. "They're in Ashley's room with the door locked?"

Denny nodded. "Yeah, Spencer said we couldn't see any new material they come up with." He noticed the quizzical look on his uncle's face. "It's a rock star thing. They want everything to be a surprise until it comes out on an album."

"That makes sense." Arthur nodded taking another bite full. "I'll just have to thank her for breakfast later."

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Spencer watched the hand on her tummy with mesmerized gray eyes. She lied on her back, shirt pulled up to her bra with Ashley curled up on her side. The rock star's hand gently messaged the muscles on her abs while they watched TV. The blonde stared at her lover's tanned hand. It caressed her lovingly, easing much of the pain. The rock star was blossoming into a wonderful lover, Spencer mused turning her head. She kissed the top of her auburn hair, enjoying the smell of lavender as she nuzzled against it. "Thank you for the tea, Baby." She murmured enjoying Ashley's tender touch. "Do you feel better?" The rock star asked softly. "You always make me feel better." Spencer kissed the top of her head again, turning to rest her cheek against it, she stared at the TV with her thoughts solely on her girlfriend. Ashley was becoming a much better person without drugs and Pops in her life. The rock star was gentle and quiet but also had a sense of humor, perfect smile and active libido. Spencer couldn't have asked for a better lover. Ashley was simply perfection to her. There was something there between her and Ashley that was missing between her and Aiden. The heavy feeling she got in her chest when ever Ashley held or kissed her, even the rock star's smiles made her dizzy with happiness, Spencer was surprised her feelings for Ashley weren't overwhelming. She was seriously falling for the rock star and it was one of the best feelings in the world.