Present day- Spencer’s POV- Afternoon: Carnage Her eyes close slowly and I’m left there, standing like I’m frozen. In a way I am….. the sight of her blood on the floor makes me feel as if my own blood is pouring as well. My breath is stuck in my throat, along with a sob that is making it hurt. I fall, my knees smacking the marble floor of the bathroom with a splash…… I fell in her blood. I look down, eyes wide and freak, "Oh god….. no!" I scream. I push myself back and out of her blood. I stare and stare before I realize what I am doing…… I’m letting her die.

I stand up and run down the stairs to her house phone, dialing 911. The operator tells me an ambulance is on the way and orders me to go check on her. "That’s my girlfriend you’re talking about! I can’t! I….. I don’t think I can stomache it." She tells me it’s okay, that if I want to keep my girlfriend than I must go back up to the bathroom and check her pulse. I stop halfway up the stairs, the smell of blood so I think intoxicating me to where I am frozen again. I grunt at myself and force myself back up there. I pull my belt off and put it around her bicep and pull it tight, I refuse to let her die now, not before I have the chance to kick her ass.

"Is she breathing?" I forgot I was on the phone.

"Yes, and I put my belt around her arm and pulled it tight." The woman tells me that I’m doing good and it should only be a few more minutes till they get there. "I think I’m okay now, I need to call someone to meet me at the hospital." She says it’s alright, that the ambulance is only seconds away and I hear the sirens then. I dial my cousins number and tell her what has happened and she tells me she’ll be at the hospital.

By the time I hang up and throw the phone onto the couch, I’m being ushered out of Ashley’s house and into an ambulance. The ride there is terrible. The police are following in the car, their sirens matching those of the ambulance in volume. I feel a wave of dizzyness come over me again as I feel my head pounding away. "We’re almost there, Kid, don’t worry," the EMT assures me, his arm on my forearm to push his point. I nod my head and look at Ashley…… her normally tan skin is pale….. whiter than I was when I first came to LA.

When we come to the hospital I have no control over what happens. I’m pushed into a waiting room and my cousin is nowhere around. I see my mom though…… running towards Ashley’s room with a worried look. It surprises me, but I know that if my mother loves me her doctor skills will be at their best. Ben comes up to me and lets me know that my mom has requested to be Ashley’s doctor and that she told him to tell me that she won’t let Ashley have her way. I smile and now know my mom will do her best, this might be her one chance to win and to have Ashley lose.

Ben sits with me for awhile, trying to ask me questions, but you can imagine my ethusiasim at this. The police have left me alone though because he requested a few minutes for me to regroup. I look away from him for a minute and to Ashley’s room. "Do me a favor Ben and please find out if Ashley is okay." he just nods and walks off in a jog to her room. He stands outside the door for a minute, his expression masked with a calm sense of relief, but I know it’s what doctors must do.

"How is she.?" I hear my cousin say from behind me. Ben disappears into the room.

"I don’t know. He’s checking for me……" I look at her before I continue to see that she is having a hard time holding back her own tears as I have done to mine. "It didn’t look to good but my mom is working on her."