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    Everybody's got their something – (Chapter: face the gun)

     

     

    The player just got played.

    I laugh to my self and start unpacking my stuff. I’m not one for cleaning or being neat but I’m sure if I don’t Jessie will probably beat me up. I hate to say it but I’m most likely going to be the bitch in this dysfunctional relationship. I laugh to myself and continue to unpack.

     

     

     

     

     

    A few hours had passed when Jessie came back into the room and I was pretty much done settling in. I hung up glen’s jersey and smiled as I sat on my bed.

     

     

    “wow you are really conceited. You must love yourself a lot to go hanging up all the stuff involving yourself?”

     

     

    “ha ummmm no. that is my twin brothers. He took my jersey and I took his. He is my best friend and I let him down. He is the whole reason why I want to make this really work. If I don’t he will be the second person I’ve lost to this.”

     

     

    “oh…is he the one who wrote you that letter?”

     

    Shit the letter

     

    “um no, that was someone else. I still haven’t read it.” I pick up the envelope just staring at it.

     

    “well are you going to read it, I’m nosey and I want to know every inch of your life buddy.”

     

     

    “uh…I’m kind of afraid of what it might say so I don’t know yet.”

     

    I just lay back on my pillows and close my eyes. All it probably says is, dear spencer I love you but you are a fuck up and I can’t deal with you so now I love aiden and we are going to go make super douche bag babies now, love Ashley.

     

    I’d rather not read that letter.

     

    Ten awkward minutes rolled by and I guess she couldn’t take it anymore.

     

    “come on.”

     

    “come where, I don’t know you, you could probably be trying to kill me, I saw hostel.”

     

    “yeah if I was going to kill you I’d have done it on the way here.”

     

     

    “true”

     

    “ha lets go, it’s your first night here and I want to show you a good time, don’t dwell on your past right now, it pretty much doesn’t exist after awhile.”

     

     

    That sounds pretty good to me, all I need is an escape.

     

    “alright take me out sexy pants.”

     

    She grins and grabs my arm. We bolt out of the room and as I look back I see the unopened letter still on my bed.

     

    She may not wait for me, but that letter has no option…

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    1. i can totally see why spencer wouldn’t want to open the letter from ashley since she did just jump into a relationship with aiden i wouldn’t want to read the letter either

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