Spencer/Ashley: “Sorry.”

Arthur: “We can’t even trust you to wash dishes!” he says, with much disappointment

Ashley: “We’ll clean it up I swear.”

Arthur: “Do you really think that’s a good idea? I mean, seeing as how it went so well the first time!” he says sarcastically.

Spencer: “We can do it dad, we won’t mess up.”

Arthur: “I know you won’t, because if you do, you can look forward to being confined to your room. For a month.” Ashley and I nod.

So here we are, again. Cleaning the kitchen. She’s so quiet, it’s really getting to me. We haven’t really talked this whole week, and it’s really freaking me out. I didn’t know she could hold out like this.

Spencer: “Are you ever gonna talk to me again?” I ask quietly while handing her a dish to rinse. She just takes the dish and says nothing. “What happened? Weren’t we just having fun?” she says nothing.

Spencer: “Ok.” I say hurt. She’s so quiet. I just stop trying to talk to her. I continue washing, and all you hear is the running water and me scrubbing plates.

Ashley: “You’re such an ass.” she says, sounding frustrated.

Spencer: “I know. I’m sorry.” I say softly.

Ashley: “Are you just agreeing so I’ll forgive you?!” I open my mouth to say something, but decide against it. She chuckles hurt.

Ashley: “When did we get like this? We never use to fight. And you…you never use to be a bitch.” she says rolling her eyes at me. I just stand here and take it. “Maybe I should have just never told you. I should have kept it to myself.”

Spencer: “No, I-” she cuts me off.

Ashley: “No? Well, me telling you sure didn’t make anything better. In fact, it made this feeling worse.”

Spencer: “Feeling?”

Ashley: “Yes Spencer! What part of ‘I’m in love with you’ do you not understand?!” she yells frustrated. She sighs heavily.

Spencer: “Ashley, I don’t want to hurt you.”

Ashley: “That plans working out really well so far.” she says sarcastically. I just look at her.

Ashley: “Before, I only thought I couldn’t be with you, because you were with Timmy, and you weren’t…interested, in me. And then…then you came to me, and…I though, maybe, just maybe I had a chance with you. I told you I loved you and everything seemed perfect. For about five seconds. But you turned around and you…you did it again. You blew me off, but you came back. So, it’s not the fact that your not emotionally, or sexually attracted to me, because you came back a second time! It’s the fact that you don’t want me. You chose Aiden, over me! I don’t get it, I know you like me.” she says, her tears falling.

Spencer: “Ashley-” I say, putting my hand on her shoulder. But she snatches away.

Ashley: “You hurt me, Spencer. You’ve hurt me more than you will ever know. Those past two times, that wasn’t the first time you broke my heart. For as long as I can remember, you’ve had me wrapped around your finger. But I’m sick of it. I’m sick of following you around like a puppy begging for attention.” She says, frustrated tears flowing.

Spencer: “I never meant to make you feel like this. I honestly just…I don’t want to hurt you.”

Ashley: “Well your actions are proving otherwise.” she spat.

Spencer: “Ashley…I-I’m sorry.” I say ashamed. “I don’t want to lose my best friend.” I say remorseful, tears springing to my eyes. “Are we still friends Ash?” I ask tearfully and hopeful.

Ashley: “I don’t know. I just…I need some time. But like I said before, I’m done. I’m not waiting around for you to make up your mind, because I’ve waited long enough. I’m moving on Spencer.”