Spencer's POV

We're sitting across from each other on her bed with our legs tucked under us. Its 7am, we've been like this for the past twenty minutes, just staring at each other. I've already told her about my dad hitting me, and then how I just stayed at Mia's that night in all day yesterday. She said she was glad I'm ok and she would worry less if I at least drop by to tell her I want be making it to our late nights together. Now were just sitting her in silence. I'm thinking about what happen yesterday, with her talking in all, I know she's probably thinking the same. There are so many things I want to ask her but on the other hand I'm scared I'll make her close up again.

"I a… I know you probably have a thousand questions…" I'm broke from my thoughts by the sweet sound of Ashley's voice. "And I want to answer them… at least I think I do. I jus..." I cut her off.

"Ashley, you don't have to tell me anything you don't want to. I mean, don't get me wrong I do have questions because I really, really like you and I want to get to know you. But I also understand if there are things you don't want to talk about right now." I say trying to let her know that I'm not going anywhere. "So we can take this slow, day by day ok?" A smile dances its way across her face.

"Okay." She says getting on her knees and moving so were she's right in front of me, a get up on my knees too and she puts her arms around my neck . "You're great, do you know that?" She doesn't give me time to reply before she crashes her lips into mine. It only last for a minute before she pulls back and embrace me in a hug laying her head on my shoulder. "And I really, really like you too."

"That's good to know." I say as I pull out of the hug. "I need to go home."

"What? Why?" She says getting out of bed with me.

"I can't stay gone for too long or my Grandma will call my PO and tell him I ran away. And you know what will happen if she does that." I say walking up to her giving her a peck on the lips. I try to turn around to go to the bathroom, but she puts her arms around my waist to hold me in place.

"I don't want you to go back over there. Why don't you tell your PO about your dad, show him your back?" I look in her eyes for a moment then look away. I don't want to go through all the stuff that comes with telling people your dads an abusive bastard. She brings a hand to my chin and turns my face to look at her.

"I can't."

"Why not? I'll go with you." I now she really want me to do this because I never seen her leave this house without her parents and that was usually too go out of town, but I can't do what she asks. I remove her hands from around my waist and sit on the end of the bed. "Spence?" She sits down beside me.

"If I tell my PO he'll want to investigate and move me to a foster home or something. That's just a lot to go through, when I can just go home and avoid him. Look… I... schools starting back up in like two weeks that will keep me out of the house most if the time." I say as I put on my shoes.

"You shouldn't have to go through al…" I cut her off.

"I shouldn't but I am! I'm not leaving my home for him. I don't need any more drama!" I say with a kind a in a harsh tone from the frustration of the situation. My eyes are cast to the ground, but I can feel her staring at me. After a minute of silence, she gets up and walks to her dresser and grabs some cloths and walks to her bedroom door and opens it, all without saying a word to me. "Ashley… I" This time she cuts me off.

"I left you some cloths and a tooth brush on the dresser. I'm going to use the bathroom down the hall." She says before walking out and closing the door behind her.

Ashley's POV

I know Spencer didn't mean to sound so harsh, but I get mad just thinking about her going home and her dad hurting her again when she can do something about it. So, I just left to let her use my bathroom while I use the one down the hall from my room.

I'm on my way back up the stairs, after taking a shower I went down stairs to help my mom make breakfast, and so Spencer can have sometime to herself. When I get to my bedroom door, I take a deep breath before opening it. As soon as I step in her lips are on mine. After a minute she pulls back.

"I'm sorry I snapped at you. Please don't be mad at me. I know that you're worried that I'll go home and get hurt an…" I cut her off.

"Yeah I am." I say looking right in her yes.

"I know. And I can't promise I want but I will promise to at least talk to my PO about it." She must have thought about what I said while I was gone. I give her a little smile and she gives me a peck on the lips.

"Ok, now promise me one more thing?

"What might that be?"

"That if anything happens or you just feel uncomfortable or anything, you'll come talk to me and maybe stay the night." She kisses me again but it's short.

"I Promise.

"Good." I walk over and sit on the end of my bed and she does the same. "There's one more thing." I say looking down at my hands that are resting in my lap.

"Yeah, whatever might that be?" She says grabbing one of my hands. I look up at her and our eyes lock.

"Don't tell anyone that I'm talking. Not even your friends. Please." She's about to say something but I continue before she can. "I know your friends probably want care but… just don't tell anyone, ok?"

"If you don't want me to, I want." I give her a kiss on the cheek and stand up offering her my hand.

"Great, know lets go get some breakfast before you leave." Spencer takes my hand and we head down to breakfast.

At breakfast I go back to being the listener and for the first time it feels weird. I guess it's because I've spoken so much today and no one knows except the only person who ever cared to be the listener sometimes not just the talker. It's like Spencer and I have our own little secret and I like that. But what happens when the secret gets boring and she wants another. Will I be willing to share?