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    Love and Rock N Roll – (Chapter: Chapter Forty Seven)

    The short brunette nodded and said, “Apparently this pap was outside of the studio where Ashley and the band were holding a photo shoot and he said some things and … well you know Ashley’s temper, she decked the guy in the nose. She completely shattered it.”

    “What did he say to make her so angry,” Spencer asked more so out of concern than curiosity.

    Kyla shifted nervously in her seat, “Well…” She trailed off.

    The blonde frowned, “What was it?”

    “He said something to the effect that you dumped her and she went off.”

    Spencer bit her lip and looked down.

    “Well, I called her of course,” Kyla continued after an awkward pause. “Luckily, the judge dismissed the charges because the photographer was intruding on private property. The charges were dropped but Ash still had to pay for his hospital bill.”

    “That’s good,” the blonde whispered.

    Kyla paused unsure if she should say what else Ashley had said during their conversation last night. She shrugged, what harm could it bring? “There was also something else she said to me on the phone,” she said casually.

    The blonde hummed in reply. The short brunette went on with some hesitation, “She … she asked about you Spencer.”

    The blonde looked up at those words. Her heart beat quickened as she cleared her throat and softly replied, “What, um, what did she say?”

    “She wanted to know how you were doing.”

    “What did you say?”

    “I said you were miserable.”

    “Kyla!”

    Kyla shrugged, “What? It’s the truth. You both are! It’s been what, two weeks now? You’ve had your little ‘break’ now at least try and talk it out with her.” The short brunette huffed.

    “It’s not that easy-”

    “Is it Spencer,” Kyla interrupted quietly yet sternly. “You two are suffering right now. You’re going through a rough patch I get that … but what I don’t get is why you won’t talk to her or for that matter why you won’t listen to her.”

    Spencer remained quiet as she looked down at her hands that were seated in her lap. Kyla shook her head and stood up gathering her things. “Look,” she whispered. “I’m not going to tell you what to do I don’t want to meddle but … I just hate seeing you both hurt like this.”

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    1. well it’s about freakin time. thank you kyla and the doc for getting spence to make that phone call. hopefully things get better from here. pms

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