“Nope,” I answered, making her chuckle as she sat down beside where I was curled up.

            “Listen, why don’t you leave? Go back to LA and find this girl! Don’t worry about your obligations here; I’ll take care of them.”

            “I don’t know Marie, I just want to sleep.”

            “Okay babe, you sleep then. I just want you to be happy.”

            “I don’t know if that’s possible. You know, I thought that this was the right thing to do but it really just sucks.”

            “I know how you feel; really, but you have to get up.”

            “I know, I will eventually.” She laughed but nodded as she stood up, pushing her black curly hair over one shoulder.

            “Maybe you should at least call her.”

            “She wouldn’t pick up, I’m sure of it.”

            “Okay, just let your life slowly diminish around you.”

            “Alright,”

Spencer’s POV

            I ended up falling asleep. That seemed to be the only thing that I was motivated to do anymore was sleep. It’s all I thought about. That’s a lie. I thought about Ashley more than anything but sleep was a close second. Not really, Ashley had the lead by miles; but sleep was still second.

            “Spencer, we’re here, get up.” I groaned and shook my head. Suddenly I was filled with fear. What if Ashley didn’t even want to see me? I knew that there was no point in denying that I was dying to just hear her voice. I was still unbelievably mad at her and ironically she was the only one that could pull me out of this funk. I missed her with my whole being. She was my other half and it felt as if she had been forcibly ripped from me; even though she had willingly walked away. I didn’t know what I was going to do when I saw her. I would either: hit her, kiss her, fuck her, kill her, cry, or die of heart failure. Maybe all of the above; not necessarily in that order.

            “I don’t even know where she is.” I grouched, making Erica grin as she threw her arm around me.

            “Ah, lucky for you your best friend is always prepared. I got her manager to spill then I called the people she’s staying with and they readily contributed to the plan.”

            “I hate you,”

            “Ah, but I love you Spencer; in a very hetero way of course.” I couldn’t stop the grin that came over my face though I did my best. “I’ll take that smile as ‘I love you too Erica.’” I just rolled her eyes and let her lead me to my own personal hell and heaven all rolled into one.