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The Deal – (Chapter: Ashleys Big Speech)
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Spencer now frowned as she stared at her legs. Imagining the scenarios that Ashley played through her mind.
“What if they believe her? What if she gets them to think otherwise. And sweetie I know you love your mother but it’s about time someone tells her off for bringing random men home to meet you. Do you want to dread a certain part of Christmas every year? Honey I love you but its time someone tells her. And drills it in her head.” Her head still turned as she muttered on to the blonde Paula threw her hands in the air exasperated.
“What are the two of you going on about?” She angrily said through gritted teeth.
“You’re daughter’s gay!” Ashley said back to the Paula.
“She is not! She just hasn’t found the right man!”
Ashley scoffed this time she was the one throwing her hands up. Exhausted from constantly having to battle with the mother of the woman she loved.
“You know what…just…” She shook her head no knowing what to say to drill the concept into Paula’s head. Taking a deep breath Ashley calmed down.
“Paula. Every year Spencer gets very excited around Christmas time. She loves spending time here with you guys. She loves her family. But every year when she’s being all happy she starts frowning. Because then she remembers she has to meet another guy you decided to push into her life. A part of her dreads coming here Paula.” The whole time Ashley had kept her eyes fixed on her cup of hot chocolate but at this pause she looked up at her mother in law. Paula was looking at her frowning but at the moments their eyes connected both women looked back down at their hands. The kitchen was deathly silent. No one spoke as the silence settled on them. It was awkward, and almost suffocating. Swallowing up the part of her that wanted to stop talking Ashley continued.
“A part of her doesn’t smile when she think about coming here for Christmas. And every Christmas she goes through the same routine of telling some stranger that she’s married and in love. Paula. Please don’t make her dread coming home.”
Ashley still refused to look up at the older blonde. To be honest she kind of wished she had stopped talking a while ago because she really didn’t like how many Carlins were looking her way. But she pushed herself to continue with what she wanted to say.
“I may not know much about the traditional family Christmas’. God knows I never had any when I was growing up. Christmas’ contained of no dad because somewhere else wanted Christmas concerts. Mom drunk and yelling at me. I knew nothing else but that.” Ashley felt herself fall back into the Christmas of hell she had. When she was 15. Her dad as always was off playing at some large stadium. And her mother had stumbled in at a late hour drunk. Dragging some bar found man back from the bar. The first of many times her mother cheated on her father. It was also the first and thankfully the only time her mother hit her. After her attempt to tell off the man and get him out of her house her mother in her drunken stupor slapped her daughter painfully across the face.
“Christmas is about happiness. Families coming together. It’s about yummy hot drinks in front of a fire. It’s about watching the snow fall through the windows. It’s about seeing the excitement on other people’s faces on Christmas morning. It’s about making the memories we want to tell our kids about in the future. At least that’s what Spencer told me to get me to come last year.”
Spencer stared at Ashley in amazement. That was word for word. That was in fact exactly what she said.
“Well she didn’t mention the fist-fighting and the breaking and entering.”
Ashley couldn’t help but add with a playful smirk on her face.
Spencer’s lips curled up in a smile. The other Carlins continued to stare at Ashley. And the brunette gradually shrunk underneath the intense silence that her speech as induced.
“Well…I’ll be going to bed then. Good Night everyone.” She all but whispered as she quickly finished her warm drink, got up and placed the cup in the sink before turning and heading up the stairs. Leaving behind the band of Carlins all still staring at her trailing after her as she walked up the stairs. Her walk turned into a jog when she felt their eyes trailing her still in amazement.
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UR BACK!!! wow i must say im suprised ash sed that and was calm about it. i thnk sumones gona get sum tonite and maybe just maybe paula wuld change…or tht culd b wishful thnkn. PMS!!!