Chapter Six

So here I am holding my sobbing ex-lover in my arms not exactly the way I thought this evening was planning on going. I stroked Ashley’s hair trying to calm her sobs. It hurt to see her cry because she hardly ever cried unless the emotion was tremendous. I wondered how many times she had cried after I had left for school and over the years we had lost touch.

“Ash?” I said softly still stroking her head.

She sniffled and wiped her eyes. “Yeah?”

“Are you going to be ok?”

“I think so…god I must look like a mess.” She said putting her head into my shoulder.

I picked up her head and kissed her forehead. “No you look perfect.”

“Liar.” She said smiling at me.

“Do you want me to make you a cup of coffee or something?”

“No I’ll be ok…just let me go put my face back on…” She jumped off my lap and hurried over to her bathroom.

I looked at the door to the bathroom and sighed. I stood and began to pace the room trying to figure out what I was going to do. I stopped and finally came to a decision.

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God I looked horrible. My face was completely wet with tears and my mascara had made a trail down both my cheeks. I turned on the water and splashed my face ridding my face of my signs of weakness. I dried my face and reapplied some makeup just to look a little more presentable.

I made my way out of the bathroom and turned to the couch to find Spencer no longer there. I frantically searched the apartment but there was no sign of her. Shit I knew this was going to just screw things up if I broke down. I must have scared her off.

I ran my hand through my hair and felt myself begin to tear up again. Pull yourself together I kept telling myself. I sat down heavily in one of my dining room chairs and put my head in my hands. I heard a crinkle under my elbow and looked down to find a note.