“Why don’t you wait out here Spencer while I talk to Ashley for a second,” Charlie Noble motioned for the mother and daughter to take a seat.

“Um no, why don’t you talk to me than her?” Spencer suggested.

“Ashley,” Charlie motioned for the brunette to enter the office, “we’ll be out in a minute.” She spun on her heel and entered her office closing the door.

The room grew quiet as therapist and teen stared at each other, the ticking from the clock on the wall grew louder and louder as the silence thickened like a blanket on Ashley’s shoulders, “So I’ve been to enough of these to know you want me to start talking first, right?”

Charlie chuckled, “No of course not Ashley,”

“Really?”

“Well partially, I’m here for Spencer not you as you said you already have a therapist.”

“So what am I doing here?” Ashley started to relax probably for the first time in a therapist’s office.

“I just have a few questions,” Charlie pulled out a pad of paper.

“Okay, fire away….”

“How are you?”

Ashley slouched in the chair, “I knew it was about me….” she grumbled.

“No, Ashley it’s not. Just answer the question,”

“Fine…let’s see how am I?” she asked her self the question while thinking, “Okay I guess.”

“Is that how you would describe your relationship with Spencer right now?” Charlie scribbled away on her piece of paper, the one thing Ashley hated most was the yellow pad of paper she never got to see.

“Of course not,”

“So how would you describe it?”

“Great, wonderful even…” Charlie glance up from her writing, cocking and eye brow, “Not great or wonderful,” Ashley sighed.

“Why not?”

“We don’t talk, not like we use to before Aiden and prom,”

Charlie heard the name, scanned her pages and realized Spencer had never brought him up. She wanted to explore this a little more but had to find the right approach because she was sure Spencer had said something to Ashley about giving to much away, “Right Aiden….have you talked to him?”

“Yes, once and the jack ass tried to rape me.”