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    Mute – (Chapter: The Power Of Words)

    “Um… I think I’m going to go home.” I say standing to leave. Ashley’s quick to get on her feet and follow me to my house. When we get into my room, she closes the door behind her.

    “What’s wrong?” She asks me leaning against my door.

    “What’s wrong? Are serious?” I ask getting even madder that she’s playing dumb. “I’m one comment away from telling your brothers little friend to fuck off.” I say flopping down on my bed. “Why are you entertaining his ass anyway? Your mom doesn’t know we’re fucking…”

    “Spencer…” Ashley sighs. She hates when I talk like that.

    “Whatever.” I say looking up at the ceiling. We been quiet for a while, when Ashley gets up off the couch she made her self comfortable on and sits down beside me on the bed.

    “I think I’m going to go.” She says quietly. I sit up and kiss her.

    “I’m sorry. You don’t have to leave.” I say pulling out of the kiss.

    “No. But I think I should.” And just like that she gives me one more kiss and leaves.

     

     

     

    Ashley’s POV

    These last couple of days has been weird between me and Spencer. She’s always gone with her mom or with one of her friends. Like today, I haven’t seen her since yesterday at around 1pm. A week ago we we’re all over each other but ever since that dinner with my mom, we’ve hardly touched. And you would think it would be me pulling away but Spencer’s doing the pulling.  

    It’s now 10pm and I haven’t talked to Spencer all day. I know I seem like the clingy girlfriend but I’m not. We just always let the other no when we want be seeing each other. And even then will IM each other or something but we just don’t go days without speaking, even when we’re arguing. Maybe this is getting to be too much for her and she doesn’t want me anymore. I was just a game. You know, get in side the mute girl next door head, and pants while you’re at it. She’s accomplished both, and got something a little extra. My heart.    

    “Hey…” I hear coming from in front of me. I look up to see Spencer standing at the bottom of the porch.

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    1. Was so happy to see an update. I love this story your chapters.. The way you write inspires me to be a better writer. Look forward to seeing how things go

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