Dirty Little Secret

CHAPTER 6

Host of a Ghost

“WHAT? I’d like to know I mean she did looked at you like she was about to devour you before running off…and you St. Spencer Carlin, running after a stripper? Ay, Dios Mio!…You were gone for about an hour you know… many things can be done in that period of time"

“I am ignoring you right now…” Spencer said rolling her eyes, Madison only smirked

"We should go it’s almost midnight now…” Madison said standing up, Spencer followed.

Both girls walked towards Madison’s car, talking the box with them.

‘This definitely isn’t over…’ Spencer thought, while Madison turned the car on.

Ashley stopped running until she was sure she was out of sight of the blond, she knew she wasn’t being followed, her insides turmoil, she just wanted this to be over, her brain kept screaming to keep running but her heart was doing flip-flops and thumping madly…

‘Screw this romantic shit… I don’t need this…focus Davies…’

She hiked towards her house, and was surprised to find a figure sitting on her front steps, slouched grabbing her feet, her gaze down.

Ashley’s face scrunched in annoyance,

“What are YOU doing here” She spoke with a harsh voice she hardly ever used.

The girl finally looked up from her position

“Ash…I…”

“Don’t call me that!” Ashley said annoyed still not walking towards the house.

“Ashley, I was just wondering if we could talk…”

“I have nothing to say to you…” Ashley said,

“Ash please, it’s been over five years, when are you going to forgive me…”

“Get the fuck out of here Vanessa!” Ashley said right in Vanessa’s face

“NO!” Vanessa said standing her ground “I’m not leaving until we talk about what happened with Cameron…”

Ashley flinched when she heard the name…

FLASHBACK

Ashley opened the door to her house, left the keys on the small table beside the door, and practically dragged her feet through the steps. She had an exhausting day preparing everything for the grand opening of the strip club that she opened with her best friend. She was so excited about this business, and also the club had an adjacent sex shop with all kinds of ‘gadgets’ for night activities.

“Ky, Cammy? Anyone home?” She called as she climbed the stairs.