The next day was thankfully a Saturday and we spent the whole day in bed, venturing out only once to steal all the fruit and chocolate that we could find in the kitchen. Ashley even managed to dig up some whipped cream. Erica, after seeing what we were up to in the kitchen had the insight to leave, grumbling something about how she hadn’t gotten any sleep the night before because of us.

                After spending the whole weekend in my room Ashley decided that we needed to go out. She finally convinced me to go with her to eat out but we nearly got sucked back in when the double entendre of her words resulted in us getting into a heavy make out session in the kitchen, which was broken up when Erica came home and rolled her eyes before walking back out again. I just stayed in the car when we went back to her apartment so that she could change because I knew that if I went up with her that we’d never leave.

                The restaurant that Ashley picked was nice and I protested because I was wearing jeans and a tank top but she assured me that it didn’t matter before leading me inside. She was wearing black skinny jeans and a red t-shirt with the name of some obscure indie band printed on it so I felt a bit better about what I was wearing.

                To say that I was surprised to see Hugh there was an understatement. He was standing outside talking to his mother and I really just wanted to turn and run in the opposite direction but he turned and saw me before we got the chance. Ashley tensed up beside me but kept walking, not even letting go of my hand.                

                “You!” His mother said, finally seeing me. I could see that she was furious and I wasn’t surprised. His mother had all but had the seating chart planned for the wedding so I expected that she was going to be upset. “You little whore! I can’t believe that you would break up with my boy for this white trash-“

                “That’s enough!” Hugh said, stepping forward angrily. I was completely surprised at this; Hugh had always been a momma’s boy. She basically ruled his life and I had never seen him stand up to her about anything. She apparently hadn’t either because she was staring at Hugh as if she didn’t know who he was. “Just go wait in the car mother.” He commanded and she let out a huff before stomping away. “I’m sorry Spence, she took it hard.” He looked horrible, his hair was messed and it looked like he hadn’t shaved in a few days. There were dark circles under his eyes and I felt a wave of guilt pass over me that he had been having a hard time while I had just been having sex with Ashley all weekend.