Hey guys I'm so sorry that it's taken me so long to update, but I had just been so over whelmed with completing school and doing good on my exams, and I'm happy to say that I passed all of them, and I'm now out of school for the summer. So now for those who are still reading and just now reading you should all expect frequent updates, so please continue to read. My goal is to update at least 3 times out of a week and hopefully that will increase as I get more ideas and motivation for this story.

Previously on King High's Lights. . .

Ashton is having trouble hiding his jealousy towards Aiden being with Spencer and when Aiden calls Ashton out on his bitching by calling him a bitch Ashton retaliates by beating Aiden up. Luckily their dad comes to Aiden's rescue, but is upset that they are fighting and wants to know why. Aiden covers for Ashton, but remains pissed at Ashton. Meanwhile at Spencer's she is day dreaming about Ashton, missing old times with the "old" Ashton, and ignoring Kyla all in one until Kyla gets her attention with the bomb shell that she likes Ashton. This leaves Spencer to shoot a jealous laser towards Kyla, because she doesn't want Ashton? Yeah. Right.

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Chapter 5: Again

Ashton's POV

Two hours later and Aiden still hasn't said a word to me and I don't blame him, especially when I see the unmistakable blackness forming around his swollen right eye, his split lip, bruised cheek, and cut nose. I really deserve a lot worse then the silent treatment, but I'm still trying to get him to talk to me especially with our annual state championship party happening tonight. I don't want my baby brother pissed at me during what's supposed to be a good time; our good time.

"Aid can you please just talk to me? I'm sorry man. What I did was stupid and I went too far, so just kick my ass right now and we'll be even, then we can focus on the party and having a good time. It's the state championship party bud and the captains can't go to it hating each other. Right?" I plead from outside his bedroom door, but all I get in reply is him turning up his music.

Fine.

I can't force forgiveness.

With that in mind I decide to just get ready for the party and focus on forgetting how fucked up my life has been lately and the first step in achieving that is getting drunk.

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Spencer's POV

"Hey Dad Aiden is here to pick me up."

I inform him as I make my way down the steps, almost tripping in the process, because I'm too focused on trying to get this damn skimpy bikini Kyla some how talked me into wearing to feel like its actually covering something under my sun dress.

"Okay. Just be back by midnight."

"Actually dad I was wondering if I could stay the night at Kyla's."

Noticing the look on his face I decide to sell it more.

"It would be easier that way because we have cheer practice in the morning and I can just get a ride from her. That way her and I both can just go straight to her house from the party, go to sleep, and ride together to the same place."

Sounds like a good sell to me. It's not the reason I'm staying over, but it's not a lie either.

"Good point. Sure why not? You just make sure you check in with me tonight before midnight so I know you're safe and in the morning. Also have her parents call me so I know its okay. Deal?"

"Deal," I agree with a wide smile. "Thanks dad." I continue and thank him with a hug that's cut short by the honking of a horn.

"Someone's getting impatient. You should get out of here kid." My dad tells me while breaking away from our hug then leading me towards the front door.

"Yeah I should. Bye Dad. Love you Dad," I call out while running towards Aiden's Camaro.

"Hey baby." I greet him once I'm settled into his passenger seat.

"Hi." He shortly and uncharacteristically replies, causing me to turn toward him.

"Oh my God Aiden, who did this to you? What happened?" I ask while reaching my hand out to rub my fingertips against his bruised cheek.

"No one important," He bites out bitterly, while turning his injured face away from me.

"Who did this?" I ask softly, grabbing his chin to bring his eyes to mine, because I know he can't deny my baby blues. But once he tells me who did it, part of me wished he could have denied my eyes, because after he shortly replied "Ashton" I didn't want to believe it.

"Ashton? My Ashton?" I dumbly ask like I know so many.

Wait. My Ashton?

"No Spencer. Fucking Ashton from Mars. Of course "your" Ashton!" Aiden harshly answers.

And I don't know what caused me to ask my next question. Maybe it was because of the way Aiden just replied to my last question, the way he yelled at me like some kind of outlet or punching bag, I don't know. But I had to ask,

"What did you do to him?"

And just like that something on Aiden's face just changed, and if I thought I was a punching bag before. I'm a freaking crash dummy now.

"What did I do to him?! What the fuck is that supposed to even mean Spencer? Are you seriously asking me why I caused myself to get punched in the face repeatedly by my own brother?! Thanks for being on my side Spence! Because it's not like Ashton isn't some kind of fucking psychotic criminal in training these days. The guy is honestly a piece of shit now, to everyone! And you want to know what I did?! It's what "YOUR" precious Ashton did!" With each word he says his voice is getting louder and he's getting closer and closer to my face. So close that I can fell the spit flying from him mouth through out his rant.

"Aiden calm down. It was only a question. And don't say that about him, he's done nothing but be there for you. He's obviously just going through some things and we should be there for him." I try to explain while reaching out for his hand, but as soon as I make contact with his skin he jerks away.

"It was a dumb ass question Spence! For once can you take my side over Ashton's? For once can you put my feelings before his?! For once can you act like I'm the better guy?! Damn Spence can you at least pretend for me every once in a while?! Pretend like I'm your number one! Pretend like you don't have some weird fucking school girl crush on my brother! Pretend that you don't want him or like him! Pretend that you don't stare at his every move! Pretend that you guys don't have so much fucking history! Pretend that you don't see him as your hero or some pathetic shit! Pretend like I'm those fucking things to you! Act like I'm your ONLY "boyfriend" for once. And for fucks sake can you for at least 5 minutes out of a day pretend like you don't want my brother to fuck you!"

My hand flew up and across his cheek so fast we both didn't know what happened, but whatever it was it seemed to have snapped us both back into reality.

"Spence I'm so sor-"

"Stop," I say, my voice cracking due to all the emotions swimming around in my head right now. "Just stop talking! Because I can't believe you just said all that; that you actually think all that stuff about Ashton. About me! How dare yo-" I can't even finish my sentence because my voice continues to crack as tears run down my face. I can't even look at him right now. He doesn't even deserve to see how vulnerable his words have made me.

"Fuck you Aiden!" I scream out at him as I yank his car door open and slam it shut with all the force I can muster.

I start walking back up towards my house, but turn back around when I hear Aiden's voice. His annoying voice!

"Spence I'm sor-"

"It's Spencer to you! You lost the right to call me Spence the second you accused me of wanting your brother to fuck me, so fuck off!"

With that being said I ignore the rest of his pleads and apologizes and go into my house, slamming the front door for effect and as an outlet for my growing frustration with this situation.

Once I'm inside I allow myself to wonder what in the hell just happened. One second I'm playing the concerned girlfriend to my boyfriend, then I'm defending the guy that beat said boyfriend up, and then that boyfriend transforms into some major douche bag created from Satin's sperm, and now I'm crying my eyes out.

I'm crying my eyes out not because of what Aiden said but because what he said was true. I'm crying because he sees the truth; he sees the looks, the lust, and the want. All this is just too over whelming and my brain is not prepared for any of this. Just this afternoon I was making out with Aiden, after telling Ashton what a fuck up he is. Just this afternoon I thought that Aiden actually believed that we were the undisputed golden couple of King High and always would be, hell even part of me believed we were. But after Aiden's out burst I'm believing differently, I'm now believing in the fact that I don't want Ashton to fuck me.

I want him to make love to me.

Again.

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I really hope that this chapter was at least some what worth the wait and that it brought some interest back to this story for you guys. I personally liked this chapter, even though it defiantly changes the route that I was planning to go with this story, but I think it's going to be for the best. That could just be me though, so please REVIEW and give me your feed back on if you liked or even disliked where this chapter went, and where the story is going. Thank you for reading!

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