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    Tragedy Strikes – (Chapter: Chapter 4)

    Story written on April 10, 2011 by spashley4evernever.
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    The two girls hop into Ashley’s black convertible and drive to the hospital. The drive was spent in silence. About halfway through, Spencer took the tan hand in hers and gave it a squeeze. Ashley smiled at Spencer. She saw that Spencer’s eyes were red and slightly puffy from crying. All she could think about was how beautiful she looked, even then.

     

      Finally, they got to the hospital. Before Ashley could even park, Spencer jumped out of the car and headed straight to the elevator. "Damn it Spence!" Ashley grumbles under her breath while trying to find a parking spot. She finally gets one and sprints to Spencer. Just before the doors open, Ashley grabs Spencer’s wrist.

     

      "What the-" Spencer started to say before she was cut off by a kiss. Ashley ran her tongue along the blonde’s bottom lip, earning a slight moan. With Spencer’s mouth now open, Ashley’s tongue darted in. The two fought for dominance, which the blonde happily gave up.

     

      "Don’t EVER do that again." Ashley scolds when she pulls away from the kiss.

     

      "Sorry." Spencer looks down after giving her famous puppy eyes pout to Ashley.

     

      "It’s okay Spence. Let’s just go." Ashley intertwines her fingers with Spencer’s and pulls her to the front desk. "Excuse me? We’re looking for Glen Carlin." Spencer cringes at her brother’s name, not knowing whether he is okay or not. The brunette gives Spencer’s hand a squeeze. "Do you know where he is?" Ashley asks the nurse at the front desk.

     

      "Yes. He’s on the second floor in room 215." The nurse looks at both girls, then back to her paperwork.

     

      "Thanks. Let’s go babe." Ashley walks hand-in-hand with Spencer to the elevator. When they get to the second floor, Spencer rushed to Glen’s room to see Madison sitting beside him. The Latina had Glen’s hand in both of hers, close to her heart.

     

      "Madison?" Ashley asks, confused.

     

      "WHAT?!"Madison looks up. "Sorry. I didn’t know who it was." Madison gets up and gives both girls a hug, even though Spencer just stands there.

     

      "Why are you here anyway?" Ashley sits down with Spencer next to her.

     

      "Because I- I love Glen. When he got shot, I was so scared. I don’t know what I’d do if I lost him." Madison holds back tears.

     

      "I know how you feel, Maddie." Ashley looks at Spencer. Feeling eyes on her, Spencer looks at Ashley with a fake smile plastered on her face. Ashley ignores the fact that Spencer is faking a smile.

     

      "You just called me Maddie." Madison looks confused at Ashley.

     

      "Oh. Sorry."

     

      "Don’t be. It’s just… You haven’t called me Maddie since 7th grade."

     

      "I know." Ashley just looks at Madison, then at Spencer, and finally Glen. Glen was hooked up to a plethora of machines. Some measuring his heartbeat. Others measuring many other things. When Glen’s heartbeat stopped for a second, Madison got really scared. Once his heartbeat went back to normal, the Latina let out her breath she didn’t even realize she was holding in until then.

     

      "So. How are you Spencer." Madison tries to break the awkward silence.

     

      "Don’t bother. She only answers to me. She has Post Traumatic Stress Disorder." Madison looks shocked.

     

      "So she’s crazy?" Madison gets up and waves a hand in front of Spencer’s face. "Yoo-hoo! Anybody home?"

     

      "Babe, do you even see Madison?" Ashley asks her girlfriend.

     

      "What do you mean. It’s only you, me, and Glen in this room." Spencer goes back to looking at her brother.

     

      "That’s not good." Ashley says, holding back tears.

     

      "Don’t cry." Madison comes over and gives Ashley a hug.

     

      "Why are you even being nice to us?" Ashley returns the hug.

     

      "Well I guess I want to be nicer to Glen’s family. And you’re Spencer’s girlfriend, so that’s almost family. But don’t expect it to last." Madison answers.

     

      "Wouldn’t dream of it bitch." Ashley smiles.

     

      "Queer!" Madison smiles back.

     

      "Just like old times." The two smile at each other, then Ashley walks over and holds Spencer close.

     

      TBC

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