Ashley’s been acting really weird ever since we left her parents house. I don’t think she even said one word to me the whole ride home to my apartment. There’s nothing more I wanted than to ask her what was wrong, but I also didn’t want to be a naggy girlfriend either so I just let it go. Hopefully she was just tired.

We arrived at my apartment around eleven-thirty. Ashley had parked her car outside in front of my building and was gazing off into the distance, looking everywhere but at me. To say she looked uncomfortable would be an understatement and I don’t know how much more of this awkward silence I could take.

“Okay Ashley, I know something’s wrong, so what’s up?” I finally had the guts to ask.

“Nothing” She replied a little too quickly, proving as a matter of fact something was up.

“Oh really? So you’re saying the silent treatment you’ve been giving me the past half hour is nothing?” I challenged her.

“Spencer it’s late and I’m tired. Can you please just drop it?” The brunette rubbed at her temples in obvious distress.

“Baby, I wish you’d just tell me what’s wrong. Maybe I could help?” I said with concern evident in my voice.

I stared at Ashley waiting for her to reply, but she never did. Instead she just continued looking out the windshield and flicking the keys dangling from the ignition.

“Ash you can tell me anything, you know that right? I love you and I’m here for you no matter what.”

Still nothing.

I shook my head in disbelief and flung open the door to her mustang, slamming it hard behind me. I didn’t even glance behind me to see if she’d follow, because honestly it hurt too much. Ashley and I had taken so many steps forward in our relationship this past week and the fact that she can’t even talk to me, trust me enough to tell me what’s wrong, was a direct blow to the heart.

I felt the tears sting at my eyes as I ran up the five flights of stairs to my room. I always found exercise stress relieving, so I decided to skip out on the elevator and take the stairs. After I had reached my room, I headed straight for my bed. Not even bothering to change into my pajamas, I pulled my giant down comforter up over my body, buried my head in my pillow, and let my tears loose.