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    Backwards! – (Chapter: Coming Out and Coming In)

    "Talk or slur?"

    "Oh shut up for just one second!"

    "No! God you’re such a bitch! Don’t you realize you’re ruinin…" she couldn’t finish her sentence her words became caught in her throat and they wouldn’t budge.

    "ME!? I may be a bitch but at least I’m not a dyke," she spit out the last word with such venom that Spencer was surprised that her lips didn’t burn. Spencer still couldn’t speak the words were choking her, causing her to gasp for air, gagging on the words unsaid. Paula looked at Spencer and laughed at her state, "you even disguist yourself don’t you…" Spencer couldn’t stop she was bent double now, crying. She was about to give in to let it invelope her when a face showed up above her. She looked into two big brown orbs and saw the way they were looking at her, with passion and care. The gagging paused for a second but soon enough the feeling returned again. Ashely, was bent looking at her girlfriend shivered and jerked on the floor. A wave of anger pulsed through her, she spun around.

    "Who the fuck do you think you are?! Stop talking can’t you see that you’re hurting her!" Ashley screamed into the cackiling blonde’s face.

    Paula laughed, "Me? Well, I’m her mother and you must be her new play thing," she smirked and looked down at the huddled mass that was her daughter, "look what affect I have on you and you know what…I didn’t even have to hit you this time…" Ashely’s fist clenched. She turned back Spencer and helped her up kissing her passionately as soon as she was on her feet trying to revive her girlfriend. She pulled away and watched in relief as Spencer’s gagging began to slow.

    "Well I’m glad that worked," she flashed a reassuring smile at her girlfriend, "now one more thing babe and then we can go…" Ashley turned and cocked her arm back. Than in one fluid motion she swung back and her fist connected hard with Paula’s face.

    "Ashely!" Arthur yelled but made no effort to help the tall drunken blonde who was now screaming and writhing on the floor. Ashely grabbed Spencer’s hand and motioned for the door.

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