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They wouldn’t have known, anyhow.
Instead, she’d thrown it. Hard, too. Not enough to break it, but the battery compartment cover had fallen off and two AA batteries were scattered across the floor. The phone itself was just fine. She imagined it sighing in sweet relief, flustered at being so violently tossed about, but mostly just glad to be alright. Just drained of energy and willing to recharge; get back to normal.
She sympathized with the phone, feeling much the same.
I’ve never been so alone.
Spencer tried in vain to push the memory violently away. She didn’t want to remember the rest. That was enough; that was all she needed. It was all she could handle. The memory began to stretch as her will forced it one way and it crawled the other, trying to keep itself intact and vivid and clear. It seemed to dearly want to be remembered, not giving up no matter how hard she tried tossing it behind other jumbled piles of thoughts. She wanted it out of the way; set aside, forgotten, and lost, like coins in the sofa or socks in the dryer. Unfortunately, trying to forget something burns it into your mind more than trying to memorize it does.
In the next moment, she’d pushed herself off of her bed and away from the warmth and comfort there, walking with quick steps to the bathroom as she held her head in her hands. Both the headache and the memory needed to disappear; flee the scene of the crime, because the authorities were surely on their way. The girl steadied herself in the doorway, then pulled out a drawer under the sink, shuffling through its contents for the bottle she was looking for. She wondered why she never put the aspirin in the medicine cabinet, but was grateful. She doubted she’d be able to climb up on the toilet seat to open it and reach what she needed if she had done so, anyhow.
Struggling for a moment with the child safety lock, she managed to get the bottle open. The pills rattled as they emptied into her hand; there were the sirens. She wondered if the criminals would escape before the forces got there to shove them out, but a string of pain was tied to the end of the thought, crossing through her mind right behind it.
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Hey,Are you going to finish this story? Please finish because I can’t believe Ashley was so cruel. It makes you wonder if she would’ve done that if she met Spencer that way. Because she cut alot of girl’s off after sex…I think. But, please finish this or have some sweet girl kiss Spencer and make her feel better. I al most cried because this is how my first time was;(You made me wanna cry on a friday! How mean! PMS PLS
Hey,Are you going to finish this story? Please finish because I can’t believe Ashley was so cruel. It makes you wonder if she would’ve done that if she met Spencer that way. Because she cut alot of girl’s off after sex…I think. But, please finish this or have some sweet girl kiss Spencer and make her feel better. I al most cried because this is how my first time was;(You made me wanna cry on a friday! How mean! PMS PLS
OMG! You’ve got to continue. You’re going to contiue right? You’d better! =) This was a really good post. One of the better ones, actually.
you have to continue this ash that was mean longer
you have to continue this ash that was mean longer
Okay, so I left a big long comment and it got eaten. I’ll try again…. So, this was fabulous. If you choose to continue, great, but if you don’t, I understand. This fic is perfect as it stands. You capture each character and their actions perfectly. Poor Spencer – not understanding what she wants until she gets it with someone who is really perfect for her, but they’ll never know. And, though it went unspoken in this fic, poor Ashley. We know she’s hurting inside, too. If only she would’ve opened her eyes and seen Spence for what she is. Their love was so close, yet so distant. Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful. I love it.
Hey,Are you going to finish this story? Please finish because I can’t believe Ashley was so cruel. It makes you wonder if she would’ve done that if she met Spencer that way. Because she cut alot of girl’s off after sex…I think. But, please finish this or have some sweet girl kiss Spencer and make her feel better. I al most cried because this is how my first time was;(You made me wanna cry on a friday! How mean! PMS PLS
Hey,Are you going to finish this story? Please finish because I can’t believe Ashley was so cruel. It makes you wonder if she would’ve done that if she met Spencer that way. Because she cut alot of girl’s off after sex…I think. But, please finish this or have some sweet girl kiss Spencer and make her feel better. I al most cried because this is how my first time was;(You made me wanna cry on a friday! How mean! PMS PLS
OMG! You’ve got to continue. You’re going to contiue right? You’d better! =) This was a really good post. One of the better ones, actually.
you have to continue this ash that was mean longer
you have to continue this ash that was mean longer
Okay, so I left a big long comment and it got eaten. I’ll try again…. So, this was fabulous. If you choose to continue, great, but if you don’t, I understand. This fic is perfect as it stands. You capture each character and their actions perfectly. Poor Spencer – not understanding what she wants until she gets it with someone who is really perfect for her, but they’ll never know. And, though it went unspoken in this fic, poor Ashley. We know she’s hurting inside, too. If only she would’ve opened her eyes and seen Spence for what she is. Their love was so close, yet so distant. Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful. I love it.
pleeaasseee tell me this wasnt a one-shot..please…i really hope u continue it…
pleeaasseee tell me this wasnt a one-shot..please…i really hope u continue it…
I really like this version of how they meet! cracking one shot, and could be a brilliant start to a story. gonna carry on? I think people want you to ;-) I know I do.
I really like this version of how they meet! cracking one shot, and could be a brilliant start to a story. gonna carry on? I think people want you to ;-) I know I do.
Fantastic! I would just suggest a bit more dialogue in the next post (Because you ARE going to post AREN’T YOU?! :P)
Fantastic! I would just suggest a bit more dialogue in the next post (Because you ARE going to post AREN’T YOU?! :P)
Your going to write more to this story right? I hope you do. Wow that shocks me that ashley was mean to spencer.
Your going to write more to this story right? I hope you do. Wow that shocks me that ashley was mean to spencer.
Don’t you love it when conveniently talented writers happen to stroll on by, drop one hell of a story, and then knock you out of your socks. It’s a good thing for me that i wasn’t wearing any socks, but you left me with my jaw on the floor anyway. You need no help with your fiction. That was somewhat perfect. I’m in total agreement with goober (and not just cos she’s my friend and she’ll beat the living crap out of me if I don’t agree with her), this fic is perfect as it stands and don’t let anyone push you if you want to leave it that way. As a fellow fic writer I understand the perfection of a one parter. But if you choose, out of your own soul, to continue, I shall be first in line going “oh yeah, baby YEAH!”. In a slightly less dodgy way than it first sounds when you read it out loud. Spencer finally reaching fulfilment. Ashley cold because it was.. dare I say it, awesome and she’s scared. MMm.. more Spashley sex… and some.. oh well, we’ll see eh :) If you don’t do more of this, how about starting another? I’ll read it and i promise to comment :)
Don’t you love it when conveniently talented writers happen to stroll on by, drop one hell of a story, and then knock you out of your socks. It’s a good thing for me that i wasn’t wearing any socks, but you left me with my jaw on the floor anyway. You need no help with your fiction. That was somewhat perfect. I’m in total agreement with goober (and not just cos she’s my friend and she’ll beat the living crap out of me if I don’t agree with her), this fic is perfect as it stands and don’t let anyone push you if you want to leave it that way. As a fellow fic writer I understand the perfection of a one parter. But if you choose, out of your own soul, to continue, I shall be first in line going “oh yeah, baby YEAH!”. In a slightly less dodgy way than it first sounds when you read it out loud. Spencer finally reaching fulfilment. Ashley cold because it was.. dare I say it, awesome and she’s scared. MMm.. more Spashley sex… and some.. oh well, we’ll see eh :) If you don’t do more of this, how about starting another? I’ll read it and i promise to comment :)