Sorry.. I suck. I've been extremely busy with school and applying for colleges so.. I got wrapped up into that here is a long a waited update. I'm on spring break so I am going my hardest to update everything! And those who have p. me.. this one is for you.

Ashley's POV.

"So where did she say she was going?" Mrs. Carlin glanced over the table where I sat awaiting my beautiful new girlfriend. If happiness could smack anyone.. it'd be me. Not a discrete love tap but a giant bam.

"She said she ran to her apartment to change and met her here." I was a little nervous Spencer was running late. She doesn't tend to run late but she could just be nervous. I'm normally not the met the parents kinda gal but when it comes to the actual love of my life.. Things just click. Insanely. Mr. Carlin was still cooking and it was just Paula the head of the table and myself at the other end. I was curious as to what she was thinking. The list continues.

Whore

Slut

Homewrecker

Daughter devil converter

Satanist

Sexy Satanist

If sexy had a name it'd be Ashley the temptress, mistress or magical creature involving my vaginal entrance. By magical, I mean magical to the core.

I seriously wish Spencer would just show up so I don't have to pretend that I like being here without her. My blonde haired sun kissed blue eyed goddess. My blue eyed goddess has me meeting her parents. Oh and I'm gay. I'm gay. I've never felt so gay. If she throws holy water at me I will drown her sinning ass in puddles of my sweat that is forming by that glare. That's the glare of hell. Her eyes staring at all my features at once making me feel dirty. Not Christina Agurilla dirty. But filthy. I feel like a sweaty cock. An unshaved pubby sweaty cock of hell. I name Paula Carlin's glare Satan's Cock. Have you seen that cock of satan? I'm rambling.

I stand up when I hear my phone buzz and look at the number, it's Madison

Good luck tonight! Paula can be sweet. Just don't talk about your mom's neglect, your dad's life, you being gay, or how famous you are… Just don't talk. _ Love that Latina Bitch.

"Thanks for the encouragement Mads." I mumbled to myself.

"Who's Mads?" *insert Satan's Cock*

"Maddison."

"Madison! I love Madison. She's so sweet and caring. Her and Glen are one of my favorite couples. Just so precious. I didn't know you knew her?" Satan's Cock asked.

"Yeah we went to High School together before I transferred and cheered together. We actually did a lot of things together." I smiled at Paula.

Her face twitched and looked disgusted.

"Wait no.. not like that I meant what friends do. Not girlfriends. Plus I dated a lot of guys in high school. Well they were more like one night stands. That's when I knew I liked girls. Well I mean not all of them one night stands. I mean I did date Aiden for like a year and a half."

"You dated Aiden?" Paula's mouth was wide open staring at me.

"It's how I meet Spencer.."

"How'd you meet Spencer exactly?" Mr. Carlin smiled carrying out a bowl of salad.

"From Aiden. I'm sure she told you a little."

"It's still nice to hear it from you." Mr. Carlin smiled.

"Well I um thank you very much Mr. Carlin."

"Mr. Carlin?! Don't be so formal!" Mr. Carlin said.

"Alright Mr.C." Mr. C shakes his head and laughs.

"You sound so adult like Ashley."

"Hello?" I heard a familiar tone fill my ears. I spun around to see a beautiful..

Stephanie and Spence.

What the fuck.

"Everybody has three seconds to do what I say."

Spencer looked hysterical.

"What the hell is going?" Paula began.

"Don't." Stephanie smiled a wicked smile.

"If you want your daughter and her lover to still be breathing no body talk."

The room was filled with silence.

"Fast learners. I like it."

"What do you want Stephy?" I asked trying to suck up Spencer looked like that stung hearing that from me. It hit me like a brick wall. Spencer looks hurt. Her face as swollen and slightly bruised on her neck.

"Did you fuck her?" I was irate.

"Ashley.. Ashley.. Ashley be careful with your tone."

"OR what Stephanie?!"

Stephanie tugs on Spencer's jacket enough to expose wires and my heart drops.

"Boom."

"Oh god." Paula shrinks and begins to cry hysterically. "This is what I get for inviting the people like you into my home!"

"People such as?" Stephanie's face turns to stone as she stares at Paula.

"That girl!" Satan's cock is revealed again pointing at me.

"Mom don't." Spencer whispered silencing us all.

"Stephanie I'l do what ever you want." Spencer ate her pride and declared.

"Not it's me you want." I said.

"Ashley you don't understand she's dangerous and I couldn't live knowing it hurts you."

"Spencer stop. You can't do this for me. You don't understand what you will go through signing a deal with the devil."

Insert Paula's cough now.

"Ashley I love you. If the devil wants me she can."

"Can we stop referring to me as the devil? I am still here." Stephanie stood glancing between Spencer and I.

"No."

"How about you both do what I say and when I say?"

"I mean it's negationable."

"Ashley this is no time for jokes." Paula interjected.

We heard a knock on the door and we all turned around.

"Right on time." Stephanie smiled.

Right as she spoke in walked Madison, Clay, Glen, Chelsea, and Sean.

"What the hell you promised no one would get hurt." Spencer spun around as they filed in nervously staring at the tension filled atmosphere.

"I promised if you made me happy no one would get hurt. This just is a safety net." Stephanie smiled.

"Can someone explain what is going on please?"

"Alright Brandy Bunch. Listen. I'll make this easier. Sit." Stephanie commanded and we all sat on the wood as Spencer tried Stephanie pulled her up like she would a yo-yo, without a care. Spencer's face flinched and her eyes shut hard causing wrinkles to form. It was like she was dreaming herself away.

"I'm apparently the devil. So welcome to hell. See Spencer here? Yes I know you can. Spencey has a nice little thing called a bomb strapped to her chest. As you can see." Stephanie reveals the device attached. "You are being held against your will and kept here until my wishes are granted and each with granted is the granteed safety of one person in this room. Since I believe in democracy you get to vote. If one wish isn't granted then one person gets… written out."

"Is this some sick game of S&M foreplay?" Madison spat at starring around. I looked at Madison and hoped in my heart she understood what my eyes said.

"No it isn't. You see with foreplay it's like an introduction to a seductive pleasure both parties pleasure each other with. It's a gift. This moment is a game. Life and death. Freedom and a life of imprisonment. I am your warden. I am your fate I get to decide. You have no satifiscation. If I want to let you burn alive you will. Why? Because I have no morals or cares. I have a heart that has been filed with murder. This is my body's sucide and you all will be blown away by the ending, by the aftershock. You are the last pages of my love's sucide letter but you write each pages yourself. I hope you understand. No one leaves this room until I come back and I will know. You will also know I know because one person will die. I want to do youngest first too."

Stephanie smiles at Sean. "She's pretty." Stephanie winks at her and sets Spencer down next to me. She isn't cautious when moving because she knows we will do what she says. She has the power and I'm powerless and as useless as the cracks in a rode. Unwanted, unneeded, and the story of a long journey. I am the ink spilled on her diary. I am the stain. I am the only one that can save these people. But it is going to be the biggest sacrifice I have ever made and Ashley Davies was born selfish.

Stephanie walks back out of the kitchen holding ice.

"Make her healthy and I'll be back in the morning." She throws the ice into my lap.

"Oh! If anyone wants to run all the doors are unlocked. You just won't get far."

Stephanie walks out the front door and turns back around even faster.

"Day One." She smiles and hits what appears as car keys followed by a loud beeping noise. She disappears out the door without coming back in.