Chapter Five

Spencer’s P.O.V.

It was funny how long I waited for Ashley to make a small gesture such as holding my hand like she was now, but two wrongs didn’t make a right especially not in this case. Ashley had forced me to look at her by putting her hands on my face, but I refused to make eye contact with her. I couldn’t look at her brown eyes since it practically turned me into mush. Ashley eventually succeeded in getting me to look at her. “What do you want from me, Ashley?” I asked in desperation. “Do you want the tutor or the counselor? I-I’m not neither! I’m just me and that’s all I’ll ever be to you and the thing is that it’s not enough for me anymore!” I stood up and Ashley stood up as well.

“What’s going on with you?” sighed Ashley.

What’s going on with me? Where do I begin? You’ll never see me the way I see you. Kyla and Aiden will have forgotten what they have said to me and come back to me for their problems at lunch. “Nothing,” I responded with an exasperated sigh. Ashley gave me an unconvinced look. “I’m surprised you even noticed anything was wrong with me at all. It took you ten years to realize we went to the same school since we were in the same class since kindergarten.” It still hurt like hell that I would always be invisible to her no matter everything that I have done for her in the last two years and the fact my so called friends were moochers or what I like to call emotional vampires.

Ashley bit her bottom lip and she looked like she was going to say something. I could hear the wheels in her brain moving. I was so sick and tired of hearing her excuses. I was tired of hearing everyone’s excuses. They were getting quite old for me. I was trying to stay calm, but the effort of doing it was driving me crazy. “I’m so sick of your excuses so I don’t want to hear it,” I stated in frustration. “You only know me when you need help and for nothing more.” I stormed off while more tears were running down my face. What was going on with me? I needed to seriously calm down, but the thing was I was getting more frustrated and angry by the growing second.