Ashley had been out for awhile and I was beginning to get worried as well as Kyla. Kyla and I heard the door open. “That might be them, Spencer,” Kyla stated.

“You hope it is them,” I pointed out.

“I’ll go and check,” responded Kyla. Kyla left Ashley’s room.

I called Ashley on her cell phone. “Hello?” Ashley said. It had sounded like she had been crying.

“Hey, Ash it’s me,” I began. Are you okay? Sorry, that was a stupid question.

“No, it wasn’t, but yeah, I will be okay,” responded Ashley. I’ll be home in a few, baby.

“Love you,” I said.

“Love you, too,” replied Ashley. Bye. Ashley hung up. I left Ashley’s room and heard Aiden and Kyla talking.

“Aiden, where’s Ashley?” Kyla asked with concern.

“I tried, but I couldn’t talk her down, Ky,” answered Aiden with a sigh. I suggested her to cool down first and her response was that it wasn’t something you just don’t cool down from. She distracted me by saying there was a shiny object on the floor and then took off. Kyla rolled her eyes.

“And you believed her?” Kyla asked in disbelief. I swear to God that if my sister got hurt or killed that kid, I’ll have your head. Aiden looked horrified. Ashley entered the apartment and Kyla began, “Speak of the devil. Where the hell have you been?” I left Ashley’s room and went towards Ashley to hug her.

“I’m sorry, Ky,” Ashley sighed. I didn’t kill the bastard and hide the body if that’s what you’re wondering. Kyla looked relieved and Ashley explained, “I was beating him up until Derek AKA his bodyguard broke up the fight.”

“Thank God,” said Kyla. Since you’re not hurt or not harboring a fugitive, Aiden and I are going out to eat for dinner. Kyla and Aiden left the apartment.

“I’m so glad you’re okay and you aren’t on the road to going to prison,” I said with a smile. I kissed Ashley sweetly on her lips. Ashley smiled and returned the kiss. I stopped the kiss.

Ashley turned on her laptop. “I know this may sound random, but I need to check my MySpace,” stated Ashley as she sat down on the computer chair and gave me space to sit on the chair as well. Something the asshole said about me finding out what happened to you didn’t really click. I just processed that right now.