Spencer’s PoV

“Spencer don’t you dare fucking walk away from me!” she yells at me.

“I’m not even going to try and talk to you while you are like this. Go to bed Ash, we will talk in the morning.” I turn to walk into the living room.

“I said don’t fucking walk away from me!” she yells as she grabs me by the hair and pulls me back.

“OW! Ash don’t, please.” I say as I she shoves me into the wall causing me to bang my head.

“I told you didn’t I! I told you not to walk away from me, but you had to disobey me didn’t you! Why do you always piss me off so much? Why do you never do as I tell you?” she screams as she backhands me in the face causing my lip to split.

“I…I…” I stutter, as I can taste the tang of blood in my mouth.

“Fucking answer me!”

“I d…don’t mean to.”

“But you do! You always fucking do and make it out to be my fault.” she yells right into my face as she shakes me violently.

“OW! Ash plea…please stop.”

“It’s you who fucking makes me like this! Not the alcohol. You! You’re the reason I drink! I drink to escape you and those fucking crying kids!”

I know it’s the alcohol. I know she love the kids as much as I do.

“Don’t say that.”

“Why not? It’s the truth.” she spits out.

“No it’s not. It’s just the alcohol talking.”

“Don’t you fucking dare tell me what is and isn’t true!” she screams as she slaps me again.

“I’m…I’m sorry. I…I didn’t mean t…to.” I stutter out. Scared out of my mind.

She has never been this bad. Please let it end soon.

“You never fucking mean to. Little perfect Spencer.”

“Ash stop this please.”

“I’m not the one that needs to stop Spencer, YOU ARE!” she shoves me again making me bang my head harder on the wall this time.

“What do I need to stop Ash? Caring about you? Loving you? Because if that is what you want you are going the right way about it.” I manage to say without stuttering.