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Within Temptation – (Chapter: 11: Realization)
Glen came walking in.
Glen: “What are you doing here? What’s wrong with Spencer?”
I thought to myself. AHHH crap. Of all the Carlins. Why couldn’t it be Clay.
Next thing I knew Glen was yelling for his Parents. The came running down the stairs in their house coats and slippers.
Spencer’s dad: “What’s going on? Is everything alright?”
Glen: “It seems Ashley got Spencer so drunk she cant even walk.”
Spencer’s Mom: “Arthur, Glen get her up to bed. And you.”
Spencer’s Mom turned to face me. She had a look of pure evil on her face.
Spencer’s Mom: “You will leave my house now. And stay away from my daughter. She doesn’t need friends like you corrupting her like this.”
Glen: “Friend? Oh, mom. Ashley wants to be MORE than friends with Spencer.”
Spencer’s Mom: “OUT!!!”
She nearly pushed me out the door and slammed it behind me. I was too upset to go home, so I drove back to Grey. I wanted to talk to Kat. She always had the best advice.
I sat down at the bar and ordered 2 shots of I didn’t care what. Kat handed over two shot glasses of clear liquid and I drank them without a second thought.
Kat: “Where’s your girl?”
Ashley: “She’s home.”
I explained it all to Kat while she tentatively stood and listened.
Kat: “How many of your shots did she have?”
Ashley: “ Just one.”
Kat: “ Then that should have been the only alcohol she had tonight.”
Ashley: “ What do you mean? She drank nearly all of her rum and coke.”
Kat: “It’s one thing for me to server alcohol to you. Its different with other people. She had a vanilla coke. I gave her a virgin.”
Ashley: “Then I don’t know how she got so messed up. I gave her one shot. That wouldn’t mess someone up that bad. No matter how much of a light weight she is.”
Kat: “Maybe she had some of her own. All I know is she didn’t get it from me.”
The next day I woke up around 3 pm. I decided to call Spencer since church doesn’t usually last this long. I wanted to find out if she had her own alcohol or what. There was no answer. I called her all day long, but still no answer. Maybe she was still sick. I decided I would just wait and talk to her in the morning at school. In the mean time I was going back to Grey to drink my sorrows away.


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