“My fault, my fault? How the hell is it my fault?” she angrily shot back

“If you weren’t around none of this would of happen. Nobody would of grabbed you and James wouldn‘t of had to break anybody‘s nose,” I stated simply

I could tell that I had really pissed her off with what I had said because her eyes got dark blue and she was clenching her hands at her sides when she yelled, “God you’re such a stupid, asshole.”

“No I’m not but you’re a stupid whore that came back to fuck with Ashley’s universe and I’m here to stop you from doing that. Why the fuck are you here? Shouldn‘t you be married?,” I yelled back

“That’s none of you’re damn business. I’m here for Ashley. I love her and I’m not going to let her go ever again.” she sneered

“Sure you won’t.” I said sarcastically

“I am not letting go. We’re getting married, asshole.” she shot back

Hearing that made my blood go from boiling to steaming. NO, NO, NO my mind screamed. This can’t be happening. She can’t marry her, SHE’S MINE! My mind was trying furiously to assimilate the information when I was interrupted by her snickering, “What you got nothing to say, Travis?”

That made something in me snap. I walked over to her and grabbed her by the shoulders really hard and started shaking her yelling, “SHE’S NOT GOING TO MARRY YOU! I WON’T LET HER!”

I was so busy yelling at Spencer I didn’t notice that there was someone else in the room now in the room.

Yelling woke me up making me sit up with a start. What the fuck is going on? What happened last night? Oh shit, Spencer. Where is she? Who the fuck is yelling? Okay, Davies get a grip, get up and go see what the hell is going on.

So I grabbed a silk robe from the bathroom and started running towards the yelling. When I got there my jaw dropped but the feeling of surprise was quickly replaced with a total feeling of rage. There in front of me was Travis, my manger shaking my baby girl. I was beyond pissed I was murderous. I screamed at him, “GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF HER TRAVIS ROBERTS! NOW!”