She had never told Aiden what really happened that night and he never asked because as much as he cared for Spencer, he loved Ashley and he didn’t care how he got her back, just that he had her.

“FUCK!!” Ashley shouted out loud

I knew I blanked out that memory for a reason, not just because it hurts too much, but because I knew that if I did look back on it, I would realise that I made the biggest mistake of my life. I still love Spencer, I’m just too scared to admit I was wrong…. How did my life get so messed up, where did it all go wrong?!

Ashley was restless, not just because she was going to see Spencer, in fact she would secretly look for her, but because she had so many questions to ask the beautiful blonde. Questions about what happened to them yes, but also general questions about what she had been up to over the summer, where she had gone…. was there anyone in her life, had she been replaced? She had seen Clay and Chelsea but no one had spoken about Spencer, their conversation revolved around Amelia and the horrors of childbirth, but she could see that they didn’t know what Spencer was doing or where she was. With a big sigh she dug her head further into her pillows and willed her eyes to close, willed herself to go to sleep…. She pictured Aiden hugging her, and Spencer’s beautiful smile peeking out from behind his shoulders. As she drifted off to sleep all she could hear was Aiden saying how much he loved her.

Spencer on the other hand was still tossing and turning, it was 2am and she still could not find the sweet refuge that sleep offered. She had tried everything, every position imaginable…. Pillows on, pillows off, blankets on, blankets off, upside down, on her tummy, on her back…. But nothing worked, sleep was as elusive as ever. Her mind was a hive of activity, plagued with thoughts of Ashley. Every time she closed her eyes all she could see was Ashley’s beautiful face, no matter how much time she spent traipsing around Europe with Hannah, nothing could erase the memory of that beautiful face. Deciding she obviously wasn’t going to get to sleep, she picked up the first book she found….

Oh my god Catcher in the Rye, I haven’t read this in ages!! One of my favourite books and I’d forgotten I even owned it. There’s something so familiar about it, a smell…. It smell like….

As Spencer lifted it above her head to read it and to try and figure out where she knew that smell, something fell out of it and landed softly on her bed…. It was a concert ticket from a show that her and Ashley had been to when they were still together, as she turned it over she remembered why she had kept it.

“I had an amazing night and I’m so glad I spent it with you…. Love Ash x x”

Spencer brought the book closer to her nose and inhaled deeply, the smell that was so familiar was the smell of Ashley. She turned onto her side, keeping the book close to her nose and inhaling deeply. She could feel the familiar scent of Ashley wrapping her in a safe cocoon, all thoughts erased from her mind, and eventually she fell into a deep sleep. No matter how hard she tried, nothing could get her to sleep like the smell of Ashley…. Although she would never admit it to anyone, all throughout her time in Europe and with Hannah, she carried one of Ashley’s t-shirts in her back pack and would hold it close to her to help her sleep or if she was with Hannah, she would always wear it. After all, it was the only thing of Ashley she had left….

Please comment and let me know what you think and if you’d like me to continue? lol Thanx, Nix