ASHLEY’S P.O.V.

It’s been two weeks since my mom broke the news to me. I haven’t said a word to her since we talked that night. I told Spencer we’re moving an a month. She took it how I thought she would. She freaked out, she even tried talking to my mom, trying to convince her that we should stay. Tried…she didn’t succeed. Mark’s been over a lot lately. I heard him talking to my mother, telling her he already has the loft picked out. They’ve been making all these plans.

Spencer and I are in the living room watching a movie with her parents. Spencer is sitting between my legs, my arms wrapped around her and my face leaning next to hers on her shoulder. I see my mom coming down the steps.

Ashley: “I’m gonna go get some popcorn, do you want some?”

Spencer: “No that’s ok, I don’t want any.”

I kiss her behind the ear and she scoots up a little, letting me get up. I go to the kitchen and put a bag of popcorn in the microwave.

Christine: “Hello Ashley.” I look back at her then return my attention to the microwave.

Christine: “Ashley, not talking to me isn’t going to make me change my mind.” The microwave stops and I take out the popcorn. I turn to walk out of the kitchen and back into the living room

Christine: “Ashley, I am your mother! Talk to me!” I just look at her, then go back to the living room.

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Spencer: “Ashley you have to talk to her.” She tells me as we sit in on her bed, doing nothing. Well, she’s sitting, I’m laying with my head in her lap as she plays with my hair and massages my scalp.

Ashley: “Why? She’s the reason I’m moving. Why would I want to talk to someone who’s breaking us up?”

Spencer: “Because that someone happens to be your mother, and she’s not breaking us up, you’re just moving.” I sigh.

Ashley: “It’s the same thing.”

Spencer: “We can still be together, try and work around this.” She sighs. “Ashley?”

She stops playing with my hair and turns my head in her lap so that I am looking up at her. I don’t say anything.