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    Heavy – (Chapter: Breathe Through)

    Ashley walked through the front door to an empty seeming apartment. She shrugged off her jacket and hung it on the rack, throwing her bag in the cushion chair next to the sofa.

    Ashley: Spencer?

    Ashley called out Spencer’s name but she didn’t get an answer. She than maneuvered her way through the apartment and made her way to their bedroom. When she entered she saw Spencer curled up on the bed staring blankly at the wall. She sighed and walked over to her. Ashley sat next to Spencer who didn’t take her eyes from that wall.

    Can I pull this from the air? 

    Do I have the strength to fight?

    Ashley ran her fingers through Spencer’s blonde hair and Spencer closed her eyes at the feeling. Ashley knew it was something that always calmed her down. A silent tear slipped from behind the blondes closed lid and Ashley bent down, kissing it away.

    Or will I hold my tongue

    Til it passes through the warm and balmy night?

    Spencer then began crying more heavily. Ashley heard the pain in the sobs that she let out and pulled her up from the bed, wrapping her arms around Spencer’s tiny frame and holding her tightly. Ashley shut her eyes at the pain that was etched in Spencer’s sobs and held on to her for dear life. She didn’t know what Spencer was going through but she wanted to let her know that she was right there with her every step of the way. Ashley rubbed circles into Spencer’s back, trying her best to soothe her.

    And a mother sets the table

    Cleans the dishes with her hands

    As soon as Ashley heard Spencer’s tears silently stop she decided she would ask her what was wrong and why she was sitting on their front steps this morning, bruises covering her body.

    Ashley: Spencer? What happened last night?

    She asked so much worry and concern lacing her voice thickly. Spencer only shook her head as it was nestled in the crook of Ashley’s neck. Ashley took a deep breath and gave Spencer a light squeeze. She then pulled away from Spencer, looking her in her deep blue eyes. Ashley brushed the tray tears from Spencer’s cheeks with the pads of her thumbs.

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