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    Chances – (Chapter: Tattoo)

    “Okay so you’re heart broken

    You sit around mopin’

    Cryin’ and cryin’

    You say you even thinkin’ about dyin’?

    Well before you do anything rash

    Dig this…

    Everybody plays the fool sometime;
    There’s no exception to the rule.
    Listen, baby, it may be factual, may be cruel,
    I ain’t lying, everybody plays the fool.
    Falling in love is such an easy thing to do,
    And there’s no guarantee that the one you love is gonna love you”

    The music cuts and I look up from my new master piece.

    “What’d you do that for?” I watch as my mother sighs and sits on the counter across from the island I’m working on.

    “Ash, don’t do this.” I avoid her gaze going back to my work.

    “Do what?” I hear the lift on my stereo and again hear my mom sigh.

    “You haven’t listened to this mix since-“

    “Don’t.” I cut her off. I look into her aged eyes and feel my resolve start to break.

    “I know it’s not easy but whatever little fight you and Spencer got into will work out. Trust me.” I set down the icing and fold my hands on the counter.

    “She found out about Carmen.”

    “I know, you told her. We had this conversation.” She looks confused for a moment. “You did tell her didn’t you?”

    “Yeah. But she found out about me and Carmen.” I emphasize my point. I see her starting to understand.

    “How?” I shake my head and drop my arms.

    “I don’t know. There’s only two ways she could’ve found out. Kyla came back alive and told her to get back at me for the time I killed Ken off because Barbie obviously had a thing for Stacy.” I see a slight smile on my moms face. I pause, thinking over the last possible way Spencer found out. “Or Carmen’s here.” I watch as my mom’s eyes widen.

    “You need to call Spencer.”

    “I tried, she’s not at home and her phones off.”

    “You need to find her.” I nod and start to rush out of the kitchen. “Ashley?” I stop and turn around. “We’ll talk about this later.” She says seriously pointing to the chocolate cake on the counter. I chuckle and run out of the house.

    The cake’s really not bad. It just looks like a heart with a dagger through it, and its bleeding black. Really I was just bored waiting for Spencer to talk to me. Where the hell is she?

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