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    Bullet Theory – (Chapter: Chapter Two)

    Spencer stood at the window of Ashley’s room. The injured girl was asleep. Spencer couldn’t make herself go in. Mainly because Aiden was there holding her hand. Just watching it caused Spencer’s stomache to quiver and tears threaten to fall. Aiden started to get up. Spencer went around a nearby corner so he wouldn’t see her. As soon as he was down the hallway and out of her view, she went into Ashley’s room. She sat in the same chair that Aiden was in and just watched Ashley for a little while. Ashley shivered and Spencer pulled up the girl’s blankets. She then kissed Ashley’s forehead.

       "I love you." She whispered and began to walk towards the door.
       "aiden?" Ashley called, eyes still closed. Spencer’s heart crashed to the floor.

    Heartbreak. To many people it’s when the one you love breaks up with you. Cheats on you. Loves someone else. Or just doesn’t love you. But Ashley didn’t break up with me. She didn’t cheat on me. She doesn’t love Aiden. And she does love me the same way I love her, if not more so. But that one word shattered my heart. After everything that happened she still calls for  him first.

       "Where’s Spencer?" But those words just bounced off the door because Spencer was already through it. She never heard Ashley ask for her. Spencer slowly clsoed the door and leaned her back against it. She tried so hard to stop the tears but they continued to blur her vision. She tried to grab ahold of the wall so steady herself, but it didn’t help. She managed to get back around the corner before she collapsed against the pale white wall. She curled her knees in and rocked back and forth.

    —

       "Spencer? Spencer?" Kyla gently nudged the blonde’s shoulder. She must’ve cried herself to sleep against the wall.
       "Ashley?" Spencer mumbled, still have asleep.
       "No, Spencer. Wake up." She nudged the girl again, this time a little harder. Spencer finally opened her eyes and looked up.
       "Kyla?"
       "Yeah Spence. Why are you on the floor?" Spencer sighed
       "I went to…see Ashley. She…she called his name. She called Aiden’s name."
       "Oh, Spencer." Kyla threw her arms around the poor blonde and the tears once again poured from her broken blue eyes.

    Life is a roller coaster. There’s always ups and downs. The ups always slowly take form. They never happen in an instance. But the downs happen in a split second. In the blink of an eye everything can come crashing down. Everything that was built up in a steady incline crashed back down to the bottom of a pit. No matter how much you try and prepare yourself for those falls, you can never be ready. Your stomache will drop, the tears will fale, and you will end up screaming. Life is exactly like a roller coaster. But you can always get off if you get scared. You can avoid the scary ones and find an easier one. But with life, you have to deal with the cards you’re dealt with. You can’t find an easier one. And once you get off, you can’t get back on.

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