“I don’t mind being both,” said Ashley as she wrapped her arms around my waist. It’s not any trouble at all. I want to be there for you.

“You could still be there for me though,” I stated. Let’s try to get some sleep. I’m sure that you’re beyond exhausted.

“Not really,” responded Ashley with a smile.

We went back to Ashley’s bedroom to try to get some sleep. Notice that I did say try and not actually sleep. I stood awake and Ashley had her arm around me. Eventually I felt my eyes slowly start to close. This dream started off different from all the rest. Glen pulled up in his BMW. I suppose it was our first day at King High. It wasn’t how I remembered out first day since I saw Ashley with a boy’s arm draped around her shoulder… her ex-boyfriend Derek. “Glen, how old am I?” I began with curiosity.

“Fourteen, you dork,” responded Glen. Are you on drugs?

“No, I’m just that tired,” I lied. This must be if my Dad did actually move us out a year earlier. I got out of the car and went towards Ashley and Derek. I know it was foolish to do since she had no idea who I was, but still I needed to talk to her.

“Take a picture it’ll last longer,” stated Ashley.

“May we help you, Poindexter?” Derek sneered.

“Actually I’m here to talk to Ashley,” I explained.

“You know this loser?” asked Derek.

“No, she came talking to me like just now,” Ashley answered. So don’t even start with me. Ashley dragged me away. Look, I don’t know who you are and how you know my name, so I’ll give you twenty dollars and you could leave me alone. How does that sound?

“But I don’t want to leave you alone,” I pointed out. I need you.

“Oh, you are one of those,” said Ashley in a disgusted tone. Fine, I’ll give you fifty bucks.

“Ashley, I love you,” I stated in a desperate tone. I know you love me, too. You said that maybe things might be different if I came to LA a year earlier and here I am.

“Well, I don’t love you,” responded Ashley. I don’t like you or love you and I never will. Even if I did, why would I go for someone like you? I felt my heart slowly break.

“Is this how you were before you had to move?” I asked with curiosity. I felt tears welling up in my eyes. You’re not the same girl I fell in love with. You’re exactly like Madison.

“What the hell are you talking about?” questioned a confused Ashley. I’ve lived in LA for all of my life. You really need some serious help. And I am nothing like Madison, I just tell it how it is.

I felt the air get cooler and suddenly Ashley vanished I saw the courtyard scene. This time there was no one to witness the fight between me and Chelsea. Ashley never did come around to wanting to be with me, but how did this scene feel so real? Chelsea came towards me with the knife in the heart. I fell to the ground. It was strange because at that moment I felt like I was witnessing that scene.

I was tossing and turning in my sleep. I was trying hard to wake up from this nightmare and I wasn’t able to. I was aware of what was happening at the outside world, yet I was still trapped in my nightmare and there was no way to escape it. Was I close to death? I can’t be. I need to go back to Ashley. Ashley noticed this. “Baby, please wake up,” Ashley pleaded as she gently shook me. Spence, baby please wake up. Ashley felt my heart rate drop and was on the verge of tears at this point. Oh my God. T-this can’t be happening. I need you. I can’t lose you. Kyla, help me! Kyla ran into the room.

“What’s going on?” asked Kyla. Kyla saw Ashley holding on to me. Oh no. I thought you two worked things out.

“I thought we did, too, but call 911,” Ashley said in tears. Spencer needs help. She’s not waking up. Kyla nodded and left the room. Kyla’s going to get help, alright? I’m not going to leave your side, sweetie.

End of chapter

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