“I promise…” [i]Ashley began but tightened her hold on the girl. As much as she told her, she knew the only way she would know is if she showed her. Ashley will go through hell for this girl if it meant that she would know that Ashley would protect her. [/i]

“A couple months after they released me from the hospital, I was back home. Every one, even my mom, was living there. The way they treated me though…they treated me so different. I could see the curious and pity looks in their eyes and it hurt me. It physically hurt me.

“They never left me alone, even when I slept. Mom was always there twenty four seven. I could tell she couldn’t bare leaving me…she couldn’t bare living in that apartment either. I mean, she came home that day and I was gone and Edward…he was…they never told me exactly what happen…they said it was too graphic.”

I didn’t realize that I was crying harder.

Ashley pulled me into her, the water slightly cooler, but her body warm. This felt primal and natural in some way. The way her body pressed into mine. The way I fit perfectly in her arms. The way the connection between us was perfect.

“I was so scared. I always looked over my shoulder. Everything I was around, my family and the town was a horrible piece of memory that I couldn’t stand. That is when I made the decision to move as far as I could. I kept seeing him everywhere! I couldn’t deal with it. So, I told my parents, who was against it, but I left.”

“Do you talk to them?”

“I call once a week when I know that they will be gone and leave a message.”

“You should talk to them.”

“I’m not ready.”

“Okay.”

“My family leaves messages on my myspace though.”

“That’s really good.”

…I miss them.

She turned my face to meet her’s and her lips grazed mine. I need this, I need her.

She pulled away, “Thank you so much, Spence. It means so much that you trust me.”

I nod my head, a small smile on my lips. “I do, you know, trust you.”

Her lips meet mine once more.

“Good.”

My smile got bigger, I look into her eyes and see everything that I need in them. Funny how things turn out, how bad can turn into good.

By telling her my story, I feel a little free from it. Not completely, oh no no, I am not even close to free, but I feel a little lightened.

Ashley stands up, water dripping from her wet body. She steps out of the large tub and holds her hand out. As if asking me to take it and to never let go.

“Common, lets go check our myspaces.”

This is the scary part.

I can see myself falling.

I am falling so deep…but the thing is I’m not falling into myself anymore…no, that is too safe…I’m falling for her.

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BONUS!

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watcha think?  hmmm?

oh and don’t forget to check out the other fic, duck tape!   :drool: