Ashley exhaled a bit, her shoulders relaxing as she gave a nod. She had wanted to say more to Spencer, but she could tell that Spencer had said all she had wanted to say and now would be a good time to leave. “I’ll see you around, okay?” Ashley spoke, turning slightly but waiting for a response before she walked away.

“No, not okay. I already told you, I don’t want to be around you. Just leave me alone, please.” With that less than warm statement Spencer swiveled on her heels and walked away, her stride long in an effort to put distance between them. When she could tell Ashley wasn’t following she slipped into a corner, shielding herself from the crowd and leaning against a wall, finally letting the tears come. It hurt so bad, having to be so cruel and heartless to Ashley when all she really wanted to do was embrace her and comfort her.

Standing she watched Spencer disapear, everything happening as if it was in slow motion. Her body ached all over as she self consciously folded her arms over her chest, lifting a hand to wipe away any left over tears from her drying eyes. She suddenly felt very vulnerable, as if everyone in the world was staring at her, judging her and marking down her flaws. It Spencer’s intention was to hurt her enough that she would leave her alone, she had sadly under estimated Ashley’s stubborn streak.

Why, why did she have to care so much? She knew that Ashley had taken advantage of her before, and she was never one to just lie down and be used. But she did truly love her, and even all of this drama couldn’t overcome the happy moments that they did share. Sitting on Ashley’s bed, trying on jewelry, or the first time Ashley had confessed her love, poorly disguising it as a love for brownies. All of these memories were so painfully clear, and all she wanted was for them to just go away. If  only she had hit her head that night, been able to forget everything, things could be so much easier.

Ashley paused, looking at the faces passing her by before she finally gathered the nerve to follow in the direction Spencer had gone. She wasn’t just going to let her get away like this, not this easily. Turning a corner she looked around, eyes scanning the area before she noticed a slightly hidden corner and the shape of shoes protruding from it. Taking a deep breath she approached the dark figure who’s head hit tucked in her knees. Ashley felt guilty but also relieved at the same time to see she wasn’t the only one in mourning. “…Spencer…” She muttered, kneeling down beside her and placing a hand on her forarm.