"Spencer?" I asked as I wiped my eyes to make sure I wasn’t dreaming.

"Shhh…you need your rest, you blacked out for about 40min" She told me, it was the most embarasing state to be held in, a girl I barely knew saw the way I was treated.

"How did I get here?" I asked her and she frowned probably from remembering the scene.

"I found you in the ally by the quad, you were left there black and blue so I took you here" She explained never leaving eye contact.

"I’m sorry you had to see me like that" I put my head down and she took her hand to place it on my chin lifting it up again, she had one of the softest touches I ever felt, considering I’ve never been touched since I’ve never had the chance to be taken care of.

"The point is you’re ok now" She then slid her hand down my cheek and back into her lap. "Who did this to you Ash?"

I was amazed at how my shortened name sounded coming from her, I haven’t had anyone call me Ash ever since Madison, it felt good to have it again, but not only that but the fact it drifted off her smooth lips so gracefully.

"It doesn’t matter it’s done and over with now" I kinda snaped back but mouthed a ‘sorry’ so she didn’t get offended by my choice of tone.

"I know we don’t know eachother well but it’s my job, I’m a guidance counselor, I’m only here to help you" She told me smiling.

"The last person to help me only ended up putting her back to me and while I wasn’t looking stabbed mine" I said holding back tears.

"I don’t carry a knife so I think we’re fine on that level" She tried to make a joke to lighten up the mood.

"I haft to go" I couldn’t stand conversations longer then 2min, and by this time it was leading to something deeper so I got up and got my stuff to leave.

"Why do you always do that?" She asked me catching up.

"Do what?" I asked dumb foundedly.