Spencer just nodded her head. Her throat hurt too much to speak. She was still completely oblivious to why. [/i]

“Now, the mental damage along with the physical damage that she had endured is unknown to many of us. From what we know, it was very extreme.”

“That’s right Sara, but also she must be doing alright for herself to be getting with Ashley Davies, haha.”

“Well, of course, but let’s go over a small overview of what happened.”

“Of course and before I do that I would like to tell you guys that we will have a full coverage story tomorrow at 8pm. The Spencer Carlin story.”

“So, Mark, what happened was very tragic. She was taking from her mother’s Cincinnati apartment over two years ago. She was fifteen and was taken care of her younger infant brother. It is much unknown what happened that day, but we do know that it left the small infant mercilessly and brutally murdered.”

[i] She held him in her arms, the giggling little boy. He looked a lot like her mom, but the dark brown curls on his tiny head reminded her of her step father. The feeling of him in her arms took the entire world away, he made her smile, and he made her feel content.

She was always the youngest.

Now, here she holds this little boy.

He was perfect.

She remembered when he was born; her mother had her in the room with her. The lights was dimmed. She was the first to hold him. His eyes barly opened, but she could tell it was the same color blue of her’s. She smoothed back some of the thick dark hair and smiled at the small baby. She swore to herself that nothing would happen to him. [/i]

Ashley toned everything out. She looked back over at Spencer, her questions answered, yet a million more plagued her mind.

Dark blue eyes bore into her brown ones, she felt the bed shaking. She saw that the young girl was sitting up and lost inside her mind, trying desperately to breathe.

Ashley hurried and climbed up onto the bed, reaching Spencer. Her body violently shaking and Ashley could hear the simple beating of her heart a loud as anything.

She wrapped her arms around the girl. Instantly began whispering reassurances into her ear.

Spencer was locked away into past memories, her mind lost deep inside her head.

She couldn’t come out of it.

She was continuously hit with memory after memory. Her mind had suppressed everything from her, shielding her from all that was in her head, but here it was. The door was unlocked and the flood began. She couldn’t begin to sort through the memories, each and everyone confusing her.

It was as if everything was written in a foreign language and she couldn’t translate it. No, she didn’t know what scene belonged to what. She could feel everything; the feeling of pain and anguish. She felt is all.

~

She came out of it an hour later, startling Ashley when little whimpers escaped her lips. Ashley had not stopped letting out sweet hopes and countless reassurances.

Her body began to relax in her arms.

Ashley kissed away each tear that fell onto her cheek, hoping that she could kiss away all the pain that the girl experienced. She was still in shock of hearing the horrible news of her girlfriend’s past, but she sat there, holding onto the girl.

“Baby, it’s okay.” She whispered, kissing a few tears that she had missed, each memory lightly glazing over her lips. “I will [b]never[/b] let anyone hurt you again. I swear I will never let anyone hurt you.”

After a few seconds, Spencer wrapped her arms around the rock star. This is what you do, you hold on, you hold on and never let go of your safeness.