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    Los Angeles Breeds Forbidden Love – (Chapter: Fourteen- Mistaken)

    Story written on August 21, 2007 by GirlTrash.
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    Story Shortlink: https://www.assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=15727
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    Sometimes I think this cycle never ends. We slide from top to bottom then we turn and climb again.

    However, that just made her feel all the worse as she continued to stare down the road, uncertain of what to do. She needed to fix this, that was clear, it was the how that was puzzling her. If she followed Spencer, would she even talk to her? Should she give her time, or would time only harden her resolve? No, she had to put things right, and she had to do it as soon as possible.

    “Damn it…” She cursed beneath her breath, frustrated with herself. She always had to screw things up, always. Climbing hurriedly into the drivers seat of her car she took off down the road, heading towards Spencer’s home. About halfway there she spotted Spencer’s car on the side of the road and had to stomp on the brakes to not go flying past. Apparently Spencer was the only person in the world with luck as bad as hers, because she was stuck on the side of the road with a flat tire.

    Spencer stood facing away from Ashley’s car, staring at the tire with loathing. She leaned her forehead into the side of the SUV, feeling the combined tears of frustration and hurt fall down her cheeks. Her body screamed for her to just give up, and she couldn’t even summon the strength to bend over and check out the tire. The only thing keeping her standing was that she didn’t want to attract attention from the cars passing by.

    “Spencer…. You okay?” Cautioned the nervous brunette as she approached, peering carefully at the fragile form of Spencer. She could see the tears and felt a tug on her heart, her jaw locking somewhat.

    “Oh for chrissake, just leave me alone!” Spencer shouted, hardly believing her misfortune when she wheeled around to face Ashley. This day was just getting worse and worse.

    “Spencer, please. You don’t understand…” Ashley attempted, holding her ground as she tried to look as pitiful as possible.

    “Don’t understand what? Your telling me you didn’t just screw that girl?” She was far too frustrated now to hold back, and she didn’t understand why Ashley was even here. Ashley didn’t care. She couldn’t have, or else she would have never done that.

    The brunette flinched slightly, her brows creased as she nervously shifted her weight, “No but I-”

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