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Spencer's POV
I can't move. I don't even think I'm breathing right now. She spoke. Ashley. My Ashley spoke. And she said my name.
"Spencer? What happen to your back? Did your dad do that to you?"
She's doing it again. Talking to me! But I'm still in shock, I can't speak.
"Spence… please say something. Please." She says in a whisper while wiping the tears that had escaped from my eyes, that I had forgotten do to the beautiful sound of her voice.
"Your voice is beautiful." Finally I speak, telling her nothing but the truth. I guess, just like me she had forgotten momentarily how her speaking was so out of the ordinary, because she turned away from me in sat on her bed. She put her head in her hands and shook her head from left to right, like she couldn't believe that she had let such a beautiful sound get passed her lips. I sound that I'm already addict to.
"Ashley?" I whisper as I kneeled in front of her, taking her hands away from her face. "It's okay you can talk to me. You can't late me hear something so wonderful, than take it back." She just stares at me and I give her a quick kiss on the cheek. "I love your voice. Please don't close up on me again. Please." She looks at me for minute before putting her hand over mine that is resting on the bed beside her leg.
"Tell me where you've been all day and what happen to your back." She says looking me right in the eyes.
"I don't want to talk about it right now. Let's talk about you." I'm not ready to talk about the altercation with my father or anything that has happen since last night.
"No. Now what happen to your back?" She asks me crossing her arms over her chest. Something she did all the time to show me that she was serious.
"Ashley, this is my first time talking to you… or at least with you saying something back. I don't want to spend it talking about my stupid dad or my back." I say standing back up pacing back in forth across her room.
"Well… then at least tell me where you've been." I sigh before stopping in front of her.
"I said I don't want talk about it." I say get frustrated that she won't let it go.
"But I do."
"I don't!" I say as I starting to pace around the room again. When I look over to Ashley she's getting under the covers. I know she's mad at me. "Ashley?" She looks up from the blanket she was getting comfortable under and our eyes lock.
"If you're not at least ready to tell me," She points to herself. "Your girlfriend, who you ditched all day where you were, than I don't think I want to talk you." She waits a minute for me to say something, when I don't. She just pulls the covers up and closes her eyes waiting for sleep to take over.
Ashley's POV
I can't believe I actually spoke. It's been so long. I even forgot what my voice sound like. When I saw Spencer's back I just needed to know what happen. And when I do open my mouth and actual ask her. She just brushes it off, like she doesn't have scars on her back or hasn't spoken to me all day.
Now I'm lying here with my back to her pretending like I'm sleeping. We've been laying her for twenty minutes now. The first ten spent with Spencer trying to get me to speak to her or even look at her. Which, she failed miserably at both
I feel her move to sit up in bed. After getting comfortable she starts running her fingers through my hair.
"Ash?" She sighs and pulls on my shoulder to try and turn me around but I refuse to look at her. "I know you're awake." She waits for me to confirm her accusation but again I don't give in. "Ashley, I'm sorry okay. I just don't want to talk about today or last night. I know you want to know and I will tell you. I'm just not ready to and I need you to understand that."
She's right I do need to be there for her and understand that she'll tell me when she's ready. Because we all know she's patient with me not talking. So I would be a terrible girlfriend if I don't do the same.
I turn around and prop myself up on my elbow to look up at her. She looks down at me and smiles then switch from her sitting position to lying down propping herself on an elbow just like me. I lean over and give her I kiss.
"Can I hold you now?" She asks and I just push my body into her to let her know my answer. "Can I get a verbal answer, please?" I smile to myself before answering.
"Yeah, I would love nothing more than for you to hold me."
And with that said she wraps her arms around me. After awhile my eyes get heavy as I lay in her arms thinking about all the things WE are going to have to talk about tomorrow. And how I don't think I'm ready to talk about all those things.