Kyla's POV
"So where were you Friday night?" I asked Ashley who seemed to be in a daze at lunch. Even though we weren't exactly on talking terms since she came out. I still eat lunch with her and Chelsea. It's my sister. Well… half sister, I'm not that much of a bitch. Even when she drives me crazy.
"Nowhere." Ashley said looking around. I wonder if she is looking for Mandy. I haven't seen her since the morning of the talent show. She left our house that morning. I take it her and Ash broke up but Ashley isn't one to give out details of her relationship details.
"So have you guys seen Miss. Carlin?" Chelsea asked looking at both of us. I loved Miss. Carlin she was the best teacher I have ever had. She was so passionate about expressing yourself openly. She was one of those super supportive positive teachers.
"What's going on?" I asked looking at Ashley who seemed really interested to.
"well, She came to school and she looked like a boyfriend beat the crap out of her." Chelsea said concerned.
"I hope not. She's such a sweat heart." I said thinking of a conversation I had with her about her nephew she watches. We both had a thing for kids we talked about it during the talent show. I babysit 3 kids and she said she occasional did for her brother. Ashley looked really sad at this. I think Ashley understands what it feels like to be in a bad relationship. Ashley actually looks really concerned. I look over at her and she seems to be in another daze.
"Ash. I'm sure she just had a bad weekend. Probably boyfriend fight or problem." I said trying to comfort her.
"What?" Ashley said trying to play it off cool.
"You seem like you're concerned for Miss. Carlin. I'm sure no one laid a hand on her." I said. This caused Ashley to smirk. Ashley excused herself and left the cafeteria after having a stare down with Madison.
"What's going on with her?" Chels asked softly.
"I don't know. She came home really early Saturday morning as you noticed. She looked so I don't know like out of this world then has been in the weirdest moods lately Chels you heard her when she got home she was like that all weekend. I think her and Amanda broke up or something." I said shrugging my shoulders.
"I really liked her performance at the talent show. I didn't know Ash had so much talent." Chelsea beamed.
"Yah, she is good. I'll admit it. She has potential she just needs more I don't know edge. I guess. She did good at the performance though." I said thinking back to it.
"I think she deserves someone. She's had a rough year Kyla. I also think you need to start acting like her sister again." Chelsea said picking up her tray and taking it to the washer. I left the cafeteria to see a flustered Miss. Wagner vastly walking away to her office. She didn't seem too happy. Oh well. I heard the bell ring by the time I went to my locker and began to walk to creative writing. Maybe Chels was right. Ash was my sister and I'm not mad at her for being gay. I'm more than happy. I guess it's been everyone's attitude towards her.
I walked in the back and sat next to Ash and gave her a smile., She tilted her head confused and smiled back. I glanced up at Miss. Carlin and Chels was right next to me nudging at Miss Carlin. She looked horrible. I was a little confused. She looked so angry and was staring at me. Well I think. What did I do? I looked over at Ashley and she was staring at Miss. Carlin. Maybe she wasn't staring at me.
When Miss. Carlin spoke her tone was harsh surprising everyone in the class especially Ashley's. Ashley gawked at Miss Carlin when she exited. After a couple of minutes Ashley stood up and began to walk out the door. Nobody seemed to notice her quick exit but me.
Ashley's POV
I was sitting at lunch day dreaming of Spencer. I was nervous to see her. After we had made love I watched her sleep. She nuzzled me tight and I held her. I smelled her all night long. I could feel her heart beating with mine. I've never felt something so magical before and it scared me. Spencer talks in her sleep. My first thought was how adorable she was until she said something that shocked me. She dreamed of me. She whispered my name in a way that gave me chills all the way up my back and down my arms. Spencer was shining with a gorgeous afterglow that took my breath away. I had to get away before I lost myself watching her. I got up and found my clothes amongst her floor. I cover my body and took one last look of my lonely blonde laying in her sheets of glory.
I turned the corner when I wanted Spencer wake up. She looked everywhere. She covered herself and sat up. She called my names multiple times more heart breaking than the last. Once she stopped she curled herself in a ball and began to cry. I felt my heart freeze watching her call for me in her tears. I slowly exposed myself and climbed behind her and held her tight to me. I don't know if she thought I Was a dream but I held her until she slept again. Once I heard the familiar snores, I stood. I never got a good look of Spencer's room. Her bed was against a light turquoise wall. Her room was a beach theme. She had window doors that showed all the light from outside to shine in. I could see her eyes sparkling when I looked at her previously. I gained the strength to walk out of her house.
I couldn't deal with her telling me I was a mistake. She was drunk and I took full advantage of her vulnerability. It was wrong but I wanted her so bad. I should have called her this summer and got to know her. I was falling for her and I had been since I saw her. I drove home in complete silence to walk inside to a giggling Kyla and Chelsea. They could tell I was out somewhere. I didn't bother completely changing at Spencer's it hurt too much to cover myself after she touched me. Kyla and Chelsea looked at me like I was crazy as I walked to my room. I don't know if they heard me crying myself to sleep. But I missed something I couldn't or wasn't allowed to have and it killed me. Spencer deserved better than me. She always will, no matter if I actually called her this summer or not.
"Have you seen Miss. Carlin?" Chels asked trying to change the subject. I popped my head up hearing her name outside of my thoughts.
"What's going on?" Kyla asked curiously.
"Well, She came to school and she looked like a boyfriend beat the crap out of her." Chelsea said concerned.
I burrowed my brows thinking. She looked like crap because of me. Did I really have that much effect on her? Or did she get mad because she gave into me? She is my teacher and it is highly looked down upon. She could be pissed at what happened. She could hate me. Oh god. She could think I was going to tell everyone I know. I would never do that I hope she knows that by now… I hope Spencer knows she means a lot to me.
"Ash. I'm sure she just had a bad weekend. Probably boyfriend fight or problem." Kyla said trying to comfort me.
"What?" I said now acknowledging Chelsea and both Kyla are staring at me curious. Kyla rolled her eyes at my response and I just looked away again. If someone did hurt her like a "boyfriend" I'd kick there ass.
"You seem like you're concerned for Miss. Carlin. I'm sure no one laid a hand on her." Kyla said reading my mind.
I smirked thinking of how I knew that statement wasn't true in my case. I touched her I laid all my hands and body on her and I'm the reason she is sad. I don't know the exact reason but it's me.
I removed myself from the conversation to go see Spencer. I need to see her and explain why I left. She needs to know that I didn't leave her to just leave her. I was about to burst into an explanation when I saw Miss. Wagner flirting with my Spencer. I was enraged with a sudden jealousy I never thought I could ever have for anyone .Chelsea was right though, She looks terrible. Her face looks beat up and red from continuous crying. I felt a tug on my heart. I stepped out of the way of Miss. Wagner and I watched her scurry out of the room. I lost my speech I prepared to tell Spencer because the way she looked at me.
"Can we talk?" I asked softly trying to encourage her. She ignored me and I felt sick to my stomach.
"Spencer." I barked causing her look up at me. Once our eyes connected I felt it again. The want the need to touch her the need to be with her. I felt it all. I can't believe I caused her to look so hurt. But what about it all made her hurt so bad? Does she actually like me at all? I thought searching her eyes for a moment trying to find all the answers.
"What Ashley?" Spencer toned sparked a nerve making me turn my head down in shame for even thinking I could talk to her. But I had to ? It was addicting. The way she said my name full of emotions pulled and tugged at me. She looked lost and I wanted to comfort her. I reached out and grabbed her hand resting on the desk. Her blue met my brown again but the look was deeper. She was looking and I was answering. When I felt the electricity shot me from her. Spencer took her hand and walked to the dvd player towards the middle of the room. I felt like a lost puppy following her. Once she stopped I hesitated stepping up behind her and wrapping my hands around her stomach. Her heart increased feeling my back against her.
"Stop touching me." Spencer barely formed. I smiled into her hair.
I found her ear above my mouth.
"Is that how you really feel?" I asked nibbling at the lope releasing it with a tug.
Spencer spun around and for a second I thought she was really going to reject me but her body craved to my touch and her eyes pleaded me for mercy. I was not ready to give it to her. I wanted her to feel everything I wanted from her.
"Ashley, why do you do this to me?" She said her mouth against mine. I was about to break down and cry knowing that I cause her pain that she can't deny. I held her tighter as our mouths fit each other. She took everything I had in that kiss. I gripped her tighter in my arms lifting her off her feet and onto the white board. She moaned heavily at the impact of the wall. I twirled my tongue against hers and felt her kiss me back. I was lost in time and had nothing but desire to touch her. I wanted to show her how I felt before I could I heard a bell breaking all my thoughts making me realize where we were. I backed away from Spencer and walked to my desk. I looked up at her and noticed how flustered and how disappointed she was. I watched her as Kyla sat next to me smiling and the room filled. I didn't want to do anything but see her and watch her. I was possessed by this goddess.
"It's free writing class." Spencer said sounded just as cold giving me a dagger sharp glare. I felt my heart break uneven as she left. I pushed her too far. I had to apologize. I wanted for everyone to be busy before I snuck out of class. Those who would of saw probably thought I was just leaving for good anyways.
I walked outside the door half expecting an almost gone Spencer to see her blue eyes on my brown ones.
"I need you." I said looking at her flaming red face and pink puffy eyes.
"I don't want to hurt you." I said looking at her expression.
She didn't say anything but stare at me long and hard.