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    Tragedy Strikes – (Chapter: Chapter 2)

    "Mr. Carlin?" the doctor asks when he sees Arthur walk in. His eyes were red and slightly puffy and he had tear stains on his cheeks. He had obviously been crying after seeing Glen and Clay.

     "Yes. I’m Spencer’s dad. What’s wrong?"

     "Well, sir. Your daughter here," the doctor looks over at the sleeping Spencer. "She has PTSD, or Post Traumatic Stress Disorder."

     "Is she gonna be ok? I can’t lose her." Arthur and the doctor turn to Ashley.

     "Well, if everything goes as it is expected to, hopefully she will be." the doctor responds.

     "Spencer, you ok?" Arthur asks, looking attentively at his daughter. When she doesn’t respond, he starts to get worried.

     "Spence?" Ashley takes Spencer’s hand.

     "Yeah babe?" the blonde looks at her girlfriend with fear in her eyes.

     "Are you ok? Your dad asked you a question and you just like ignored him." The brunette looks worriedly at the blue eyes in front of her.

     "I’m fine babe, just in shock i guess. I’m mad at you. But I know it’s all my fault." The blue eyes start to tear up.

     Ashley, taking Spencer’s hand, says, "Babe, I know you’re mad at me. I would be too. In fact I am. But this is, in no way, your fault. You did nothing wrong. I love you and I always will. It’s not your fault." The blonde starts to cry when Ashley finished speaking. The older girl takes Spencer into a deep embrace. "I got you baby. I got you." Spencer rests her head in  the crook of Ashley’s neck.

     "Spencer, I need you to tell me everything that happened tonight. In as much detail as you can." the doctor takes out his clipboard ready to write down everything Spencer says. However, all Spencer does is cry into her girlfriend’s shoulder.

     "Did you hear the doctor Spence?" Ashley picks up Spencer’s head to look at her.

     "What do you mean? I only heard you the whole time." Spencer looks up into the brown eyes looking down at her, carrying a worried look in them.

     Ashley looks at the doctor, "Is that a bad thing doctor?" After saying this, she looks back down at Spencer and fights to hold back tears.

     "Well it seems like she is completely unresponsive to everything around her," the doctor starts to say when there’s a loud bang out in the hallway. He peeks his head out the door before coming back in. "As I was saying, she’s unresponsive to everything around her, except for you Ashley."

     "What does that mean, she only hears me?" Ashley starts to feel a lump in her throat.

     "That’s exactly what it means Miss Davies. It seems that her PTSD is so bad that she only wants to hear and talk to someone she feels safe with. I guess that’s you." the doctor smiles a half smile at Ashley before turning to talk to Arthur.

     "You feel safe with me babe?" Ashley picks up Spencer’s chin so she could look into the beautiful, blue eyes belonging to the girl she loves.

     "Of course Ash. You’re always there for me. Whenever something bad happened to me, who was there for me? Not my dad, or my mom. Not Glen or Clay. Only you. I love you Ashley. You’re the one for me and I want you and only you and I can’t live without you because you’re the one for me and-" Spencer can’t even finish her sentence when Ashley, a smile spreading across her face, leans down to kiss her.

     "You have to stop rambling babe." Ashley smiles down at her girlfriend. Spencer nods and rests her head back into the spot where it fit perfectly. With Spencer’s head resting in the crook of her neck, Ashley can only think about how everything is going to work out.

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