I rang the doorbell repeatedly and even knocked a few times but I was getting nothing.

"Kyla open the door, I need to talk to spencer." I said but still there was no response. I knocked a little louder this time, growing annoyed that she would result to childish games such as ‘lets not open the door for Ashley when her love life is on the line.’

"I know you can here me little sister, so open the door this is important. If Spencer’s in there tell her we need to talk." I heard the doorknob jiggle and the door came swinging open with a fuming Kyla in my presence. I stepped back in fear of the fire that might come out of her mouth and nostrils.

"Ashley go away. Spencer is not here and if she was I would gladly encourage her not to talk to your sorry ass." She said matter of factly and I laughed a little. This was so like Kyla. She was uh very protective of Spencer. If i didn’t know any better I’d say she had a thing for the blond.

"Kyla this isn’t a joke." I said seriously and she scoffed.

"If Spencer is in there tell her to be reasonable and come talk to me." I finished and Kyla rolled her eyes.

"You can’t just give me mind blowing sex and then leave me the next morning with a letter stating your good-bye!" I yelled in hopes if she was there she’d hear me. Yes I resulted to childish antics. I guess Kyla and I have a lot more in common than i thought. Kyla’s eyes widened.

"Would you keep it down! The neighbors will hear!" She said in a loud whisper.

"Well if you would let me in this wouldn’t be happening." I said and she glared at me. Her face then softened.

"Look, Spencer’s not here and I’m not lying to you. I of all people know that you two have things to sort out and would in no way hinder that because even though you were an ass and I put a huge emphasis on ASS to her I can understand where you’re coming from. Now, I sure as hell don’t understand why you had to run all the way to Ireland but i do understand why you were scared. But you should have gave her a warning Ashley. Some kind of sign that you were having doubts. Not just pack your shit and leave her picking her mind apart. Wasting her days away with wondering if it was something she did wrong personally. Yes you’re my sister and I would gladly give my life for you but she’s my best friend and those three months I had to watch her fall apart inside herself were the worst. No one should ever have to go through that pain, you of all people should know that." She said, finally saying what I knew she had been dying to say but to stubborn to come out with it. I didn’t want to hear it, none of it, but she was right. All I could do was keep my eyes downcast.