As for Spencer she had arrived home.  Numbly picked up the fallen pencils.  She changed into her pajamas.  Her face blank, feeling nothing.  She was simple shocked, her world was emotionless, passionless without her brunette in it.  She looked around the house for something to do, perhaps for fallen pencil cups.  But only found Ashley’s luggage and feared touching them.  She returned to bed and hugged Ashley’s pillow to her chest but it smelled of Aiden.  And it made her sick.  She ran to the bathroom hands clutching her stomach and emptied the contents of her stomach into the toilet bowl.  Rinsing out her mouth she shuffled to the closet where she grabbed a random hoodie of Ashley’s.  Holding it to herself as she curled up on the bed once more, the comforting scent of the brunette hit her nostrils.  And she half smiled, have sighed, and her heart broke a little more.

Cause everywhere I look I can see how you hold him 
How long till this goes away 
How long till this goes away

After what seemed like hours Ashley’s tear ducts had exhausted themselves and all that was left were uneven breaths, and her tearstained face.  Kyla still rocked her, and they remained seated on the floor for another few minutes before Kyla suggested that she drive Ashley back to her place.  Where Ashley could stay the night with her.  She looked down but it appeared that the brunette had gone catatonic.  Her eyes were blank and she barely realized what she was doing.

Kyla asked again to make sure, “Ash, honey, do you want to come home with me?”

On the drive back Kyla snuck looks over at her sister’s still catatonic state, the tears had stopped, but she kind of preferred the tears, it showed that something was going on beneath the surface.  Asking the musician if she was okay, only led to another silent nod that meant nothing.  Finally giving up Kyla allowed Ashley to be lost in her head.  She feared what Ashley was thinking, what the brunette was torturing herself with. 

They got back and Kyla changed Ashley into a pair of boxers and a large t-shirt.  Before laying the girl down in bed.  Still in a catatonic stage, the younger of the two sisters leaned down and kissed Ashley on the forehead.  She looked into the empty expression once more and whispered a, “let me know if you need me.”  Before she retreated back to her room.  But as the night progressed not once did Ashley seek Kyla out for anything.  And neither did her eyes shut, nor did either lovers, both Ashley and Spencer get any sleep.