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    Fame – (Chapter: Helluscination)

    “It’s so..soo..fuc…fuc..king co..l..ld,” She panted as her teeth began to chatter.

    “It’s warm, Ashley.” She soothed running her hands up and down the rock stars back. “Shhh, just relax baby. We’re almost finished.” She murmured feeling the rock star shiver harder against her. Spencer only stayed long enough in the shower to wash Ashley’s face before opening the shower door. “Okay, Ashley. We’re getting out now.” She explained gently, stepping out with Ashley following.

    She dried Ashley off and then wrapped the towel around her shivering form. “Do you want to go to bed, Honey?” She asked cupping the side of her face. She looked into Ashley’s bloodshot eyes and sighed when she realized the extent of her high. “What am I going to do with you?” She asked helping Ashley into the back room. The rock star immediately fell face first into the bed while Spencer closed and locked the door. She turned around and leaned heavily against the door while watching Ashley. She lied in the middle of the bed in the fetal position, shivering while scratching her arm furiously.  “Ashley what are you doing?” She asked concerned while joining her on the bed.

    Ashley continued scratching her arm despite feeling Spencer’s hand on top of hers. She could feel them, thousands of them, just eating away at her skin as she fought hard to breathe. “Get them off Spencer,” She pleaded with tears running down her face. “Just please get them off me.”

    Spencer stared helpless down at Ashley as she continued scratching her arm. She didn’t understand what Ashley was talking about. Staring at her arm, Spencer saw absolutely nothing. “Ashley your fine.” She reassured looking into her tear stained face. “There’s nothing wrong with you, Sweetheart.”

    “I….I..can feel them,” She sobbed, “Their everywhere, Spencer. Please just make them go away….. please..”

    Spencer couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Ashley lying in the fetal position, scratching the hell out of her arm, crying, begging, and stressing herself out. It made Spencer wonder what was so great about cocaine. Ashley looked like she was experiencing pain, not pleasure. Where’s the fun in doing this drug? She asked herself. It tore her apart seeing Ashley so vulnerable, lost, and hurt, but it hurt even more knowing Ashley did this to herself, on purpose. “C’mere Ashley.” She soothed, pulling the distraught rock star against her body.

    Comments

    1. Awww poor Ashley. I wonder if she really quits or not. Something tells me no but ya never know. Maybe she’ll finally come to her senses and I’m very intrigued by the conversation she had with Pops. Something tells me there is going to be some serious career changes.

    2. I love this story soooo much. Spencer please help Ashley. I want her to get better. Can’t wait for the next update. Keep it up. You are an incredible writer.

    3. i’m afraid spence is going to leave her just for a little while, you know help her into a facility or something but say they can’t be togther cause it freaked her out to watch ash cut her arms…pms i hope ash gets better soon i hate hate hate pops

    4. I’m so thankful to hear Ashley admit she needs help…that’s the first step to recovery. And to have Spencer there to lovingly help her through this difficult time in her life is the greatest gift Ashley could ever receive. Superb and creative writing that has woven life, soul and spirit into intriguing and believable characters. BRAVO! PMS

    5. damn ash. i think i felt my heart break when she said, “It scares me so fucking much, Spencer. I….I need help, don’t I?” She looked over at Spencer with pleading brown eyes. “Can you help me?” of course she’ll help you, she loves you. :( i love this story. PMS PLZ!!!!

    6. i have just returned from a two and a half week long trip to a third world country with absolutely no internet service to find 40 pages worth of this story that i hadnt read. it felt as if christmas came early this year. i put off reading harry potter to read this, and harry potter is like.. my guilty pleasure. scratch that. guilty obsession. so that means im dangerusly in love with your fic. so glad to hear that you may be able to update more sooner. please do!!!

    7. Awww poor Ashley. I wonder if she really quits or not. Something tells me no but ya never know. Maybe she’ll finally come to her senses and I’m very intrigued by the conversation she had with Pops. Something tells me there is going to be some serious career changes.

    8. I love this story soooo much. Spencer please help Ashley. I want her to get better. Can’t wait for the next update. Keep it up. You are an incredible writer.

    9. i’m afraid spence is going to leave her just for a little while, you know help her into a facility or something but say they can’t be togther cause it freaked her out to watch ash cut her arms…pms i hope ash gets better soon i hate hate hate pops

    10. I’m so thankful to hear Ashley admit she needs help…that’s the first step to recovery. And to have Spencer there to lovingly help her through this difficult time in her life is the greatest gift Ashley could ever receive. Superb and creative writing that has woven life, soul and spirit into intriguing and believable characters. BRAVO! PMS

    11. damn ash. i think i felt my heart break when she said, “It scares me so fucking much, Spencer. I….I need help, don’t I?” She looked over at Spencer with pleading brown eyes. “Can you help me?” of course she’ll help you, she loves you. :( i love this story. PMS PLZ!!!!

    12. i have just returned from a two and a half week long trip to a third world country with absolutely no internet service to find 40 pages worth of this story that i hadnt read. it felt as if christmas came early this year. i put off reading harry potter to read this, and harry potter is like.. my guilty pleasure. scratch that. guilty obsession. so that means im dangerusly in love with your fic. so glad to hear that you may be able to update more sooner. please do!!!

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