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Don’t Cry Out. – (Chapter: 4. Guilt and Bliss are my shoulder angels.)
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“Eighteen, huh? I’m nineteen, but only just. Ashley Davies. I used to go to King High, but I no longer grace their graffiti-covered walls with my glorious presence due to graduation, and I’m in the process of taking a year off to decide whether or not I want to go to college. No pets either, my father died when I was sixteen, and my mother tends to keep herself out of my life as much as she possibly can.” This statement was accompanied by a wince and a sheepish grin before she continued. “And I have a half-sister that’s a little younger than me, graduating from King later this year.”
There was another uneasy silence, as both girls seemed to let the information sink in; Ashley taking in a bundle of quickly-spun lies while Spencer was offered the whole-hearted truth. Her stomach seemed to cave in on itself at the thought, and the pastry smell that filled the air was suddenly no longer welcoming. She was shamelessly lying and being chased by guilt only afterwards. The only thing keeping her from telling the truth was her own fear. But she’d dug herself in so deep already. Was there even a way to climb out now? No. She’d have to dig her way through to China, on this one.
Again, it was Ashley that broke the silence, and for that, Spencer was thankful. “So, are your brothers home schooled, too?”
Spencer’s reply was a shrug. “Yes and no. One of them has graduated already and is going to college on a basketball scholarship. He stopped being home schooled in Junior High when he decided he wanted to play basketball on a school team. The other stopped the home schooling in his sophomore year so that he could take some college-credit courses, and is a senior at King…”
As soon as she said it, Spencer gulped, knowing she shouldn’t have exposed that little bit of truth. Now she would have to make up a name for her brother that actually existed. Thankfully, even if Ashley actually knew Clay and had connected his situation to that of the imaginary Emily Charles’ brother, Spencer figured that, because of his ethic background, they couldn’t be easily connected without deeper thinking.
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why do i feel spencers optimism is sooo gonna bite her in the ass….anyway amazing update as they’ve all been …plzzzzz pms…and i read this one sober im proud of myself …lol..pms!!!!
God, I love this fic. Your unabashed creation of characters out of everything from guilt to a piece of paper to a pig shaped cookie is delightful. I particularly liked the Spencer’s worrying over the potential Wonderland affects of her pig cookie. This is one of the few stories that actually makes me laugh out loud at witty comments. And I’m doubley thrilled because I know you write angst well, too. Seriously, your writing is flawless. Keep updating fast! Please! My life depends on it!
nooo! listen to guilt! at least she can dig herself out before she’s entirely burried. i’m pretty sure right now she can still see a little above ground. i hope? aldkfj. apparently, you know where you’re going with this. I, on the other hand, do not, and i don’t see any possible happy ending for them :( please prove me wrong? spashley’s no fun when they end up dead or not together haha. and of course predictable isn’t fun. that’s why your story IS fun. :]
Oh God! I hate Spencer’s lying…but I love it too. How is that possible? I’m in such a state of confusion, and cj4eva is right. It all is gonna come back and bite her squarely in the ass. How I want to see that, I mean Don’t…I mean. Yes, no, yes, no, yes…I absolutely hate you for putting me in this position. Wait, I love you for it…God! Make the annoyong voices shut up, make them stop. I need to make up my mind. Maybe by your next post I’ll have it all sorted out.
please post soon. I was starting to miss you.
Wow spencer is digging herself deeper and deeper. Wehn ashely fines out the truth spencer going to be in big time shit. Great post. PMS
okay, so i miraculously came out of a coma when I saw the update posted. Whew! Luck of the Irish, eh? Anyway, i loved it. Aaannnddd, i can’t gaurauntee another coma, but If you don’t write more soon, then I’ll most likely be mad sad.
why do i feel spencers optimism is sooo gonna bite her in the ass….anyway amazing update as they’ve all been …plzzzzz pms…and i read this one sober im proud of myself …lol..pms!!!!
God, I love this fic. Your unabashed creation of characters out of everything from guilt to a piece of paper to a pig shaped cookie is delightful. I particularly liked the Spencer’s worrying over the potential Wonderland affects of her pig cookie. This is one of the few stories that actually makes me laugh out loud at witty comments. And I’m doubley thrilled because I know you write angst well, too. Seriously, your writing is flawless. Keep updating fast! Please! My life depends on it!
nooo! listen to guilt! at least she can dig herself out before she’s entirely burried. i’m pretty sure right now she can still see a little above ground. i hope? aldkfj. apparently, you know where you’re going with this. I, on the other hand, do not, and i don’t see any possible happy ending for them :( please prove me wrong? spashley’s no fun when they end up dead or not together haha. and of course predictable isn’t fun. that’s why your story IS fun. :]
Oh God! I hate Spencer’s lying…but I love it too. How is that possible? I’m in such a state of confusion, and cj4eva is right. It all is gonna come back and bite her squarely in the ass. How I want to see that, I mean Don’t…I mean. Yes, no, yes, no, yes…I absolutely hate you for putting me in this position. Wait, I love you for it…God! Make the annoyong voices shut up, make them stop. I need to make up my mind. Maybe by your next post I’ll have it all sorted out.
please post soon. I was starting to miss you.
Wow spencer is digging herself deeper and deeper. Wehn ashely fines out the truth spencer going to be in big time shit. Great post. PMS
okay, so i miraculously came out of a coma when I saw the update posted. Whew! Luck of the Irish, eh? Anyway, i loved it. Aaannnddd, i can’t gaurauntee another coma, but If you don’t write more soon, then I’ll most likely be mad sad.
wow i finally caught up with the story and it’s simply amazing!! totally unique and original. but i hate being in spencer’s shoes. like how can she ignore everything that happened and get to know ashley? where’s all her anger? hmmm… and how can ash forgets someone like spencer?? oooh can’t wait for your next one. go go go!!
wow i finally caught up with the story and it’s simply amazing!! totally unique and original. but i hate being in spencer’s shoes. like how can she ignore everything that happened and get to know ashley? where’s all her anger? hmmm… and how can ash forgets someone like spencer?? oooh can’t wait for your next one. go go go!!
Oh Oh Oh (to touch and feel… sorry, the oh oh oh was the first thing I thought, and it’s the start of a mnemonic I learnt to remember the cranial nerves… after the word ‘feel’ it gets dirty). It was good! It was so good! But but but. What happens with the fallout? I’m so scared of the fallout! I’m building a nuclear shelter just so that I won’t DIE from the fallout. This story actually makes me wriggle with discomfort because i KNOW what’s coming. It can’t possibly be pretty. You’re writing is spectacular, as per usual. One request? can we have the paper and stapler couple back… I got kinda fond of them.
Oh Oh Oh (to touch and feel… sorry, the oh oh oh was the first thing I thought, and it’s the start of a mnemonic I learnt to remember the cranial nerves… after the word ‘feel’ it gets dirty). It was good! It was so good! But but but. What happens with the fallout? I’m so scared of the fallout! I’m building a nuclear shelter just so that I won’t DIE from the fallout. This story actually makes me wriggle with discomfort because i KNOW what’s coming. It can’t possibly be pretty. You’re writing is spectacular, as per usual. One request? can we have the paper and stapler couple back… I got kinda fond of them.
I feel so sorry for Spencer for having to lie about herself and everything else in her life. I don’t think this will come back to haunt her. She’ll just look like a big fucking liar. I’m really lovin’ this story.
I feel so sorry for Spencer for having to lie about herself and everything else in her life. I don’t think this will come back to haunt her. She’ll just look like a big fucking liar. I’m really lovin’ this story.
the longer spence goes on with that terrible lie the worse it is going to be in the end! but i must say i do understand her nervousness, it seems like something i would do! people are strangeshe just really needs to tell ashley… nevermind. thatd be very awkward. thanks, ash, for kicking her out!
the longer spence goes on with that terrible lie the worse it is going to be in the end! but i must say i do understand her nervousness, it seems like something i would do! people are strangeshe just really needs to tell ashley… nevermind. thatd be very awkward. thanks, ash, for kicking her out!