Aiden was sick and tired of passing Kyla in the hall, seeing her flirt with other guys and worried that she was getting over him. He’d been pacing in the hallway for who knows how long thinking about everything that had happened. Prom was great up until the shooting, no before that, when he told Ashley he still had feelings for her. Spencer wasn’t to keen on that idea, obviously as she ran away from both of them. Ashley and him had talked about what went down while waiting in the hospital, they were good. No hard feelings, friends once more and this time…for the first time he was okay with just being her friend. Spencer however had yet to say a single word to him, Ashley told him that her fiancée said it was okay they were still friends but never would Spencer speak to him. If he joined them at lunch, the blonde just kissed Ashley and left. If he came over to left, no dirty looks, no heated remarks about trying to break them up. Nothing. It was like he didn’t exist to her.

“Screw it!” Aiden stopped pacing and picked up his keys. No more wasting time, no more wishing and dreaming. He was going to Ashley’s house to get Kyla and wasn’t going to back down until she told him that one, she didn’t love him or two, she did.

Ashley’s House

Kyla walked out of her room, she was starving and knew that her sister probably had some sort of fast food downstairs because Spencer was over and neither wanted to cook for it would take to much time away from each other. Her stomach growled making her feet pound faster down the stairs, why is the door open? Outside the air grew chilly but it was silent, maybe Ashley just forgot to close the door? Kyla sighed but before she closed the door she heard a small moan.

“Anyone out there?” She waited patiently, eyes squinting into the blackness of the night. A shadow moved, “Hello?”

“Kyla…” She thought she heard her name being whispered; gripping the frame of the door she stepped further outside. Now she was sure someone was lying on the ground moving, she ran over and saw Ashley moving to her side. Glass shattered the ground in front of her and blood had dried from the cut on her lips.