Ashley laid sprawled out on her bedroom floor staring up at the ceiling with half a bottle of Jack Daniels in one hand and her phone resting on her stomach. Every now and then she picked up the phone and scrolled down to Spencer’s name, considering ringing and then chickened out. Every now and then she rang from private number just to hear Spencer’s voice. In the back ground clips of Spencer which she had recorded played on her T.V. She realised how sad and pathetic she seemed, she’d had everything she had ever wanted and in a moment of utter confusion and temporary insanity she’d lost it all.

She heard the foot steps past her door and quickly scrabbled up on her feet slipping slightly as she reached the door, yanking it open to see Kyla about to enter her room. “Kyla…oh Kyla!” She shouted loud enough for everyone in the house to hear.

The somewhat younger girl considered going into her room but then turned annoyed to face her sister. Waiting for her to speak Kyla crossed her arms simply staring at the girl wanting her to spit whatever she had to say out of her mouth.

“W -where did you go tooooo-day?” Ashley had now collapsed against the wall outside her door unable to hold herself up.

Kyla rolled her eyes. “Are you drunk Ash?” This had been the most they had spoken to each other in a long time. And as much as she wanted to just walk in her room and ignore the intoxicated girl, her loyalty took over.

“No, you is drunk. It’s not big Kyla or clever. So you have fun with my Spencer?” The standing girl had to strain to hear what was being said, Ashley was slurring over her words making little sense. And Kyla could not help but feel her blood pressure rise slightly as she heard Ashley say ‘my Spencer’.

“I did have fun and for the record Ashley, plus she is no longer your Spencer.” Maybe she shouldn’t have been so forceful with her words. “Ash go get some coffee and sober up, we have school tomorrow.” Kyla turned to walk away no longer wanting to continue this conversation.