Trust me…it wasn’t…Why don’t ya believe me?” She questions, searching for the answer in his eyes.

“I’m sorry Ash…I’m just not use to havin’ a pretty a girl, with a great smile, and an even better personality wantin’ to kiss me. There’s sadness in his honesty.

“We should stop stallin’ and kiss already.” Ashley blurts out.

“Ya sure?” He asks for confirmation knowing that a kiss could change everything for better or worse.

Ashley nods, the two shyly move in for the kiss. Their eyes are closed, heads tilted into position. From the instant that their lips meet, there’s an undeniable, indescribable spark, a spark that lit a fire in both of them.

There’s definitely something there, but what it is exactly? What should do about it? They have plenty of time to figure that out. This is a good thing, because the fire sparked by their kiss quickly met its extinguisher.

“Christ, Ashley! When ya said ya made friends with this…this…freak…It was nice that ya were takin’ an interest in charity work…I never thought you’d be stupid enough to kiss the thing!”  A disheveled Christine, Ashley’s Mother who unbeknownst to Ashley had been asleep in her room the entire time, shouted from the doorway of her daughter’s room.

A highly enraged Ashley gets off the bed. She looks as if she’s getting read to run and beat the hell out of Christine, but Spencer grabs her gently by the arm before she’s out of reach.

“Ash don’t its not worth it…She’s obviously needs to sleep it off some more…She’s drunk.” Spencer reasons.

“I’m not drunk ya gimpy mother fucker!” Christine angrily insists.

Spencer grabs Ashley’s arm a little harder to stop her from ripping Christine to pieces. When Ashley looks at him he shakes his no. She decides that if he doesn’t want to beat her mom’s ass after all the things Christine said then she’ll just have to calm down.

“She’s tellin’ the truth ‘bout that…she’s not drunk …”

Talking to Spencer, but looking at her Mom. Christine just looks right back at her, cold and emotionless. 

“Ya see Spence, that’d be an excuse, a pathetic excuse, but still an excuse I could tell my friends, but nooo she really is the completely sober, belligerent, bitchy, cunt of a pathetic excuse in front of us…” In total disgust.

Now looking at Spencer, sadly

Congrats Spence, Ya just met the real Christine Davies.”

Spencer puts his arm around a now crying Ashley, and pulls her in to him. She rests her head on his shoulder. Seeing this display of affection between her daughter and the “freak” disgusts Christine and she storms away.

[The End]

Next The Odyssey of Me, the fallout ensues.