Ashley POV

Yesterday was when we got questioned by the police. They took Spencer and I into seperate rooms, just to make sure that we werent lying about anything. But, HELLO?!? Why would we hire someone to come kill us? Honestly.

Spencer was a little shooken up still, but once we talked to her dad and the police, she was a little less worried. It was really hard to see her like that; hurting and sad. I just wish that I could have done something that could have prevented this whole thing. I just feel like its my fault that we were almost killed, like if I wasnt here, then none of this would have happened. I just dont know.

We just got out of school, and man I sure am happy. I was leaving 6th period with Spence, as usual. We were just talking about everything and nothing, but it seems to make my day so much better.

Spencer: So, tomorrow…. I was thinking that maybe I would come over, and we could hang out?

Ashley: Aw, youre so cute when youre nervous. Of course you can come over. I wouldnt have it any other way.

Spencer: Thanks. I love you, Ash.

Ashley: I love you too.

I gave her a quick peck on the lips as we walked toward my car in the parking lot. We drove back to my place in a comfortable sinlence, just stealing glances of one another and getting caught quite often. When we pulled into my driveway, there was a car sitting in the front of my house.

Spencer: Who is that, baby?

Ashley: Uh… I dont know. I’ll meet you inside?

Spencer: Nope. Im staying with you, just in case.

Ashley: Alright.

We both walked cautiosly towards the mystery car, deep in thought about who it could be. Hand in hand, we approached the car as a boy, about 6 feet tall and our age stepped out. He had short black hair with peircing blue eyes. He was very muscular, and fairly attractive. But not THAT cute.

???: Spencer?

Spencer: What are you doing here, Mark? 

I felt her tense up as she said his name. I was still trying to figure out who this Mark character was, when he interrupted my thoughts, explaining his presence.