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    Chances – (Chapter: Tattoo)

    Spencer’s POV

    I don’t know who to believe anymore. Carmen couldn’t have been lying. Nobody could lie that well. Ugh. I don’t know what to do! Carmen said she wasn’t in a gang but Ashley said she was. I’ve heard about cases from my mom similar to what Carmen described also.

    “Spence, your father and I are going shopping. Want us to bring you back anything?” I shake my head and continue staring out the window. I feel the bed dip and look over to my mom. “Are you okay sweetie? Did you and Ashley have a fight?”

    “Something like that.” She nods in understanding. She pulls me into a hug and stands to leave.

    “I love you Spence.”

    “Love you too mom.” She smiles and walks out the door. I hear the front door shut and walk downstairs. Glen’s out with Madison. They’ve been hanging out since Aiden left her for Skyler. I giggle remembering the look on her face when her boyfriend came out. Clay’s also gone, I don’t know where he is. The doorbell rings knocking me out of my musings. I answer it with out thinking and immediately wish I had checked who it was.

    “Hey, you okay?”

    “Yeah.”

    “You sure? You left pretty fast after our talk.” I sigh and walk into the house knowing she would follow.

    “Just a lot to take in, you know?” Carmen nods and sits on the couch.

    “You wanna talk about it?”

    “I just don’t who to believe anymore.” She starts to play with her fingers and that’s when I see it. The black diamond on her wrist. Ashley wasn’t lying. Carmen notices me staring and covers it up.

    “You should believe me Spencer.” I feel a shiver go up my spine with the cold stare she’s giving me.

    “I’m really tired maybe you should leave.” My voice comes out shaky and my breathing becomes labored as she stands and stares at me. I don’t like her eyes. They’re like a dark cold cloudy day. The kind of day you just want to stay inside warm and cozy on the couch. They’re not like the warm chocolaty brown I’m so used to by now. They don’t show me protection and love. They show me fear and hate.

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