Ashley watched from her window a gentle smile tugging on her lips, she saw that guard release the clip holding the wooden door closed. It fell open, she squinted into the sun light trying desperately to see through the guard, hands sweating breathing becoming erratic, “Move damn it!” she growled under her breath bouncing on her heels waiting for that one glimpse to tell her Spencer was okay, one look of blonde hair, blue eyes or pale skin, something anything, she’d take a finger.

Slowly the guard reached in and helped Spencer out, “Ashley?” brown eyes didn’t react at all until the guard moved aside and she got a glimpse of Spencer standing up blinking her eyes due to the bright light which she’d been rejected from for five days, “So how is he?” Victoria wondered from beside her.

Ashley jumped as she didn’t realize the woman by her side, “I don’t know. He’s limping,” she said guiltily.

Victoria reached out wrapping her arm around Ashley, “He took a lot,”

“Do you think Spencer will talk to me?” she whimpered, her mind couldn’t wrap around the thought of the blonde total dismissing her or worse being mean toward her due to the trouble she got him in.

“There is no way to tell unless you talk to him,”

“But I can’t,” Ashley gasped in horror at jus the thought, “Daddy promised to do worse if he even looks at me.”

“Do you really want to see him again?” she nodded, “Than this is what we do…” Victoria spoke softly in Ashley’s ear. Her plan sounded foolproof and she’d be lying if she wasn’t trying to see Glen again, there was something about him that just set off all her nerve endings.

“Are you sure that will work?”

“Stop being so unsure of your self it’s not like you,”

“Hush Vicky or I’ll say something about Glen,”

Victoria stopped spreading the wrinkles of the bed sheet and glanced up, her green eyes glinting with amusement, “And pray tell what would you say about Glen?”

Ashley sauntered over to her ‘sister’ with a smirk, “Oh that you’re secretly in love with him,” she sang.