Spencer’s POV

I’m in my room putting my shoes back on so I can go see Ashley. It’s been an hour since she told me she needed some alone time. I think she’s had enough now or maybe it’s me just not being able to stay away, especially when I know she’s hurting. I can’t believe Ashley’s mom knew she was gay this whole time and still let her feel like she had to hide it. I just don’t understand, when Ashley told her about us, she looked perfectly fine with it. So why couldn’t she be that way when they lived in Detroit. I got to stop thinking about it for now. I have to think about what I’m going to say to Ashley.

“Spencer!” I hear Glen yell up the stairs. I finish tying my shoes and run down the stairs. Ashley’s moms standing in the door way, I walk over to her. Glen turns and goes back to doing whatever he was doing before the door bell rang. Mrs. Davies sighs and wipes some tears off her face.

“Spencer, can you tell Ashley that it’s time to come home.” She says. I know I’m looking at her crazy right now because I haven’t seen Ashley since I left their house.

“What are you talking about? Ashley’s not here.” I say.

“Seriously Spencer I know she doesn’t want to see me right now but, she needs to come home.” She says a little frustration coming through her voice.

“She’s not here.”

“She left the house. You’re the only person she knows. She has to be here.” When she says this I start to feel sick.

“She left, when?” I ask.

“About an hour ago.” I turn around and run into the living room, where my grandma and Glen or sitting.

“Did Ashley come by here?” They both turn there eyes from the TV and look at me.

“No.” They both say and turn their attention back to the TV. I walk back to the door and Mrs. Davies is still standing there.

“Are you sure she’s not at home?” I ask her and she nods her head yes. “Shit Ashley!” I yell going to look for a phone. I pick up the phone and call Mia. She’s the only person house Ashley’s ever been over, that she’d maybe feel safe going to.