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    Fame – (Chapter: Lady d’Arbanville)

    *~*~*~*~*

    Jason, Spencer, and Brenda cheerfully made their way back to their VIP room. They hadn’t mention the affair to Spencer yet so Spencer assumed Ashley had cleared up everything. Everyone’s smile fell as soon as they caught sight of Kyla. Her face was stained with tears and she looked hurt. Brand immediately ran up to her and took the seat next to her. “What’s wrong baby?”

    Kyla sniffled before answering. “She’s such a bitch Mom.” She spat out.

    Spencer was taken aback by the venom in her tone. “Who?” Spencer quipped in as she made her way to the sitting pair.

    “Ashley. She lied and then she got really mean.” She sniffled again and buried her head in her mother’s shoulder.

    Brenda knew Kyla was a drama queen and exaggerates everything, so didn’t think too much of their little spat. She mouthed for Spencer to go find Ashley, which Spencer willingly complied.

    *~*~*~*~*

    Ashley walked out of the restaurant and leaned back against the nearest wall. There wasn’t much privacy but she didn’t care. She dug in her pocket and pulled out a box of cigarettes. She removed a single cigarette and placed it between her parted lips before lighting it. She was about to take her first drag when her cell phone rang. looking at the number, she groaned out of frustration and pushed the talk button. “Speak.” She mumbled. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the restaurant doors open and knew it was Spencer already so didn’t bother turning her head.

    Spencer walked closer to the tense rock star and stopped at her side.

    Ashley quickly glanced over at her and saw the worry look in her eyes before continuing her phone conversation. “Hold on for a moment Mick.” She covered the phone’s mouth piece and gave Spencer her undivided attention. “Do you need something?” Ashley didn’t hold back the frustration she felt and it expressed clearly through her aggravated tone.

    “Um….Kyla seems upset and I was worri-“

    Ashley turned away and removed her hand. “Yeah Mick. I’m going to call you later.” She closed her phone and faced Spencer again.

    She met Spencer’s gaze and waited for her to continue. “Go on.” She pushed when Spencer failed to elaborate.

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