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    Since Birth – (Chapter: 21: The Story Of DAD)

    PREVIOUSLY:

    SPENCER’S P.O.V.

    Emily: “So Ashley…tell me about your…” it was like it was all in slow motion. I shake my head no, but Emily doesn’t see. “…dad.” I think she said that in a normal speed, but from what I see, it came out slower than my grandma walks.

    The look on Ashley’s face. She looks like she’s about to cry. She moves away from Emily and looks down at her hands.

    Spencer: “Aiden, lets go on the back porch.” I practically yank his arm out of its socket, pulling him up from the couch and drag him out the back door.

     

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    ASHLEY’S P.O.V.

    Ashley: “My…dad.” I sigh. “I don’t like talking about it.”

    Emily: “Oh, I thought-” I cut her off.

    Ashley: “But…I guess…since you asked…” I can’t do this. I feel the tears coming already.

    Ashley: “My dad. He…he was Raife Davies.” I look at her and she has a shocked expression.

    Emily: “He was your dad?! I heard about him…and what happened.”

    Ashley: “Yea. I never really spent time with him. He was a rock star. He um…he was on drugs. I guess the stardom became too much for him because…he…he did a bunch of heroin one night and um…he……….he shot himself, in the head.” And the tears are falling. I never got to meet him and become emotionally attached. But still…he was my dad.

    Emily: “I’m sorry…” I lay my head on her shoulder and she rubs my hair. “…I just thought…Spencer said-” I cut her off.

    Ashley: “Spencer?” I sit up to look at Emily.

    Christine: “Anyone up for dessert?” she yells from the kitchen.

    And here we are. Sitting at the table, again, me next to Emily. Our fingers interlaced as our hands sit atop the table. I bring my fork to my mouth and continue eating dessert as I continue to glare at Spencer, who won’t look up and look me in the eyes. Yea, she know I’m mad and now she’s scared to look at me. We finish eating dessert and everyone says bye to Emily and Crayo- I mean Aiden. Aiden already kissed Spencer goodbye and left so Spencer’s in the house. I’m at the door with Emily.

    Emily: “Look, I really am sorry about bringing up…ya know?”

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    Comments

    1. Again wow. Beautifully written. I could so feel both girls emotions. So sad it’s come to this but I’m happy Ash is finally putting up her defenses. I hope Spencer meant what she said and that she fights for Ash. Anyways, love this story. PMS!!!

    2. I feel so bad for ash like always she always gets the shitty end of the deal Spencer always knows how to make her life suck even without trying. it sucks. GREAT JOB! your an a amazing writer!

    3. Again wow. Beautifully written. I could so feel both girls emotions. So sad it’s come to this but I’m happy Ash is finally putting up her defenses. I hope Spencer meant what she said and that she fights for Ash. Anyways, love this story. PMS!!!

    4. I feel so bad for ash like always she always gets the shitty end of the deal Spencer always knows how to make her life suck even without trying. it sucks. GREAT JOB! your an a amazing writer!

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