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    I Could Never Forget About You – (Chapter: I'm ready)

    “Um, Spencer? What are you doing here?” It’s nice to be welcomed in my own apartment thank you Madison.

     

                    “I live here. What are you talking about?” I ask stomping through the door, leaving a confused Madison.

     

                    “Yeah, no I get that it’s just…It’s two in the morning Spence.” Can I not come home at two?

     

                    “And that matters because?” I ask impatiently, shifting from one foot to the other.

     

                    “It…doesn’t.” I send her a sarcastic smile before I take my jacket off to be hung.

     

    Yeah, I’m in a pretty bad mood, which come to think of it happens quite a lot for me. But I’m sure you all know why.

     

    Yep, Ashley.

     

    I mean, I guess I understand where she’s coming from, but I mean why would she just string me along for like ten minutes knowing full on that she was going to stop it?

     

                    “Okay, okay, calm down. What is up with you?” Madison asks as she pries the hanger out of my hands. Hmm, I didn’t even notice I was bending it.

     

                    “Nothing.” I reply dismissively.

     

                    “What happened Spencer?” She asks. She guides me by the hands to the couch, sitting a couple inches away from me, ready to listen.

     

                    “It’s Ashley.” I sigh.

     

                    “Okay…” She’s waiting for me to give her more information.

     

                    “We kissed and, I guess you can say we were going a little—“

     

                    “Wait, wait…you kissed?” She interrupts my explanation.

     

                    “Yeah, but that’s not really the point.” I shift uncomfortably in my seat, waiting for the first time I’ll have to speak of what just happened.

     

                    “How is that not the point Spencer…you guys kissed. I mean really, really kissed after what? Five years?” Ugh, really that’s not the point.

     

                    “Yeah, whatever. Anyway as I was saying, we went to her apartment, and okay I guess you can say I kind of pounced on her, but she didn’t stop me, so…”

     

                    “So…”

     

                    “After we get into it for like ten minutes, all of a sudden she jumps off of me and just starts to act all weird. “ I finish in disappointment.

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