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    Running From The Darkness – (Chapter: 8 The Light In The Dark)

    Story written on June 5, 2008 by Chewy.
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    Story Shortlink: https://mail.assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=18726
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    To tell the truth or not

     

     

    Eyes burn into my back all the way to Ash’s car. He is watching us closely. I hope he doesn’t suspect anything, or I’m in real trouble later. Hell, I might be anyway for this.

     

    Carefully, I relax back into Ashley’s seat. I don’t want her to realize my back is worse then it was a couple of days ago. Questions would surely ensue at that bit of information. The strange thing is, I want to tell her. I want her to make all the bad in my life go away. Happiness is all I want.

     

    Happiness is what I feel at this very moment because she figured out a way or us to spend time together over the weekend.

     

    She gives me a once over before starting the car and driving to the closest Auto Zone for supplies.

     

    "Are you okay Spencer?" The concern in her voice is loud and clear. I’m left with a dilemma on what to say. Do I tell her the truth, or lie? If I tell the truth, I’ll end up telling her all of it. I’m sure of it. If I lie, I run the chance or ruining our friendship.

     

    Sometimes, I wonder if that is all Ashley see this as. Her eyes scream that she wants more from me then friendship. The question is, do I?

     

    To tell her the truth would be a step towards more then friends. The other wouldn’t. So taking a deep breath, I go with what I feel in my heart and soul.

     

    "No. Ash, I’m not okay. I need help." With that simple admission, I start crying uncontrollably. For the first time ever, I admit it out loud with words.

     

    Looking at me, she automatically pulls the car over on the side of the rode. I’m unconsolable mess of tears. Without hearing her, I feel my door open. She is pulling me into a tight embrace. My tears run down her shirt soaking her while she comforts me in my time of need.

     

    Somehow, I end up sitting on Ash’s lap on the ground. She stroking my blonde locks and whispering words of love into my ear.

     

     

    "Spence, please tell me. Let it out." Placing a kiss to the top of my head, "Let me help you." she runs her hand down my back. Even though her hands have never brought me pain, I still jump away at her mensurations on my back.

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    2. Heartbreaking..I actually suited up and went a full thirty minutes on my heavybag after reading this. People, if that’s what you want to call them, like Earl deserve to feel what they dish out but tenfold. Grrr frustrating.. Keep it up, this story is nuts!

    3. wow i don’t like that spencer promised ash because in her mind she won’t keep it, she’ his…which is so not true but its how she see’s it pms

    5. Uhg! This is so sad. Damnit Earl! I would write a scene but honestly I don’t care what you do to the guy as long as he suffers like Spencer did. Anyways pms =)

    6. This is my first time commenting on this story which is awesome by the way. I have to say though, that since we’ve found out the guys’ name is Earl all that has been running through my head is a montage of Spencer and Ashley waxing, piercing, etc. him and singing the Dixie Chicks song ‘Earl had to Die!’

    7. So I’m really a happy person, I truly am, but I’ll bring out my dark side for this, lets continue with what you have written shall we :)”oh oh me I’m next” I walk over to the goodies table or torture table which ever way you look at it. “I think I’ll grab the scalpel.” Picking it up with my gloves on of course, wouldn’t like to get the bastards blood on me now would I? Walking slowly over to him and saying ” The scalpel really is a very useful tool if you think about it, its small enough to fit in your hand perfectly…” Stopping in front of him I bring the blade to his face so he can see it, putting pressure on his cheek to leave a very nice cut there. “..but big enough to do some permanent damage.” I say and I continue my work. I reach a little bit to get his forehead so I can write what he is. “Does this feel good, Earl? I mean is has to right?” He cries out a ‘no’ which only fuels the fire. “Cause we haven’t even stated yet.” Smiling at him I move down continuing to cut words out in his chest. ” Not such a big man now are you?” I say as I move back to the table to get the lemon juice and proceed to pour some on his head and chest hearing him cry like a baby. “Are you crying?” I look at him. “What a pussy.” I say as I turn around and look at what i wrote. On his forehead I wrote “OURS” and on his chest I proceeded to write “FOREVER”.Turning around I look and say “Next?”I hope I did ok can’t wait to see what happens next.

    8. Let the torture begin. Ashley is one smart cookie, I’m glad she knows about the abuse. Excellent update. I’m waiting for the next. PMASAP!!!!!!!!

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