“Mommy please?” the teen pleaded unsure of what was going on.

“Release your life and come back, breathe easier…have fun,”

Spencer cocked her eyebrow, staring at her mother with full blown curiosity, “Release my life, what does that mean?”

“We don’t have time for your petty cries child; do as your mother told you!” Arthur stepped into the light right along side his wife.

“Arthur hush, its okay Spencer…its okay,” Paula said as calm as possible chilling the young girl even more. Her mind in disarray, images, sounds, the laughing was back, and her body tingled.

“I don’t want you to leave,” Ashley’s cried to her left. Spencer swung her head in that direction, Ashley was sitting in a chair near the bed with her head in her hands, the light drenching her. Her hair was loose around her face, the t shirt she wore old, the jeans ripped and faded, the girl seemed half alive than before.

“I don’t want to leave!” Spencer called over, a sudden heat wave washed over her melting the coldness for only a second before it came back full blast.

“I’m sorry for everything, I love you…please, I don’t even know what to say.” Ashley rocked slowly oblivious to her girlfriend trying to call out to her, to reassure her she’s not going anywhere.

“Ashley….Ashley…”

“Don’t waste your time on her,” Paula began in the same soothing tone that made her body tense, “You know she’s not talking to you right?”

“What…what do you mean?” Spencer asked, her eyes searching the brunette than over to her parents.

“You really think she’d choose you, that’s hilarious!” Arthur began laughing, doubled over holding his sides as if it was the funniest thing he’d ever heard.

“She picked Aiden?”

“Forget about her and come back to your family, we love you sweetie and just want to see you happy.” Paula smiled warmly but somehow it felt fake and forced to Spencer who kept eyeing her parents.

“Did she pick Aiden?” she asked a little more forcefully.

“Does it really matter, she’s going to leave you in the end and you know that.” Arthur growled at how stubborn his daughter was being. Spencer lowered her eyes to the bed, did she know that in the end the girl would leave her. In every place she went Ashley was the constant, the remaining factor that never changed.