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    Mute – (Chapter: New Territory)

    Spencer’s POV

    I wake with Ashley in my arms and a hundred questions running through my head. Last night I held her till sleep took over. I’m really starting to worry about her, there’s something bothering her that she’s not telling me.

    After lying awake for the past thirty minutes I try to slip out of her grip to go to the bathroom, but she tightens her hold on me. I look down at her head that’s on my chest and see she’s awake.

    “Hey.” I say giving her a kiss on the forehead.

    “Hey, what time is it?” She ask sitting up against her headboard. I sit up too, while glancing at the clock on the nightstand next to me.    

    “ 7am. Do you feel better?” I ask getting out of the bed to go to the bathroom. She doesn’t answer as she gets out of the bed and walk over to the closet. I stop at the bathroom door and turn around as I speak. “Ashley…” She cut me off.

    “I fine.” She replies giving me a weak smile. I just whisper an okay and go into the bathroom. When I come out Ashley’s sitting on her bed with her legs pulled up to her chest, and arms wrapped around her legs.

    “Hey.” I say sitting down and pulling her into me. “Are you ready to talk about what’s bothering you?” I ask. She pulls away and stands up.

    “No. Look can we um… maybe go to your house.”

    “What?” I ask shocked. We’ve never been anywhere together outside of her house, counting the back porch.

    “I said can I come over your house.” She says going into the bathroom. I follow her.

    “You want to come over my house?” I ask once again, still in shock. She lets out a frustrated sigh and nods her head yes, while picking up her toothbrush. “Why?” I ask because I want to know what brought on her all of a sudden wanting to go some where with me.

    “Spencer if you don’t want me to go, than just say so.” She says turning around to lean back on the counter.

    “No, that s not what I’m saying, I just want to know what going on with you.” I say step in front of her, putting my hand on the counter on both sides of her. “I mean, last night you were crying and this morning you want to go over my house. What happen last night?” I say looking her right in the eyes. She looks away for a second then looks back at me.

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