“You’re not drunk.” I say as she makes her way over to sit next to me on the couch on my back porch. I thought maybe if she came over drunk, that would mean she’s just scared or something. But she’s not so it’s something more behind her actions.

“Should I be?” She asks leaning over to kiss me, but I give her my cheek.

“Where have you been?” I ask moving over on the couch so we’re not touching.

“With Paige.” She says staring at me. “I’m sorry. I lost track off time.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” She says trying to grab my hand. “Ashley, stop.” She demands when I take my hand back.

“Do you want to break up with me?”

“No!” She says soon as the question leaves my mouth. I ignore her and keep talking.

“Are sure that you’re night tired of playing girlfriend, with the head case you call I neighbor.” I say referring to our relationship like its nothing when it’s so much more.

“Ashley, stop.” She says moving closer to me, I just scoot away and keep talking.

“After all you already got some good fucks out of her…”

“Shut up!” Spencer yells then lowers her voice. “What’s wrong with you?” She says taking my face between her hands. “Come here.” She pulls me into a tight embrace. “Talk to me.” She demands. “What’s making you act like this?”  

“You…” I mumble into her chest after a minute or two. I know she’s about to ask what I’m talking about so I just go on to explain. “You hardly even come over anymore, and when I come over your not there or about to leave.” I bring my head up to look at her. “I mean it’s like you don’t want to even be around me anymore.”

“That’s not true, I love you.” She says wiping my tears off my cheeks. “Yes I’ve been a little distant lately but it’s only because I don’t want to lose you. I figured the less time I spend over here. The less we have to worry about your mom snooping around.” She sighs and kisses my closed I leads. “I’m sorry now that I say it out loud, it sounds stupid.”

“Next time talk to me, ok.” I say leaning into her. “I love you. And I’m not going to leave you now matter what happens with my mom.”

Spencer kisses me, we just there on my back porch holding each other. I think it’s about time I talk to my mom. I think I should tell her about me and Spencer before she finds out another way. For some reason I’m not afraid. I think she knows about us on some level, and she hasn’t done anything crazy yet. Maybe she’ll be okay with it. Maybe.

TBC