The wedding

Chapter 3

Spencer blinked twice, hoping against hope that she was having a really bad dream. This hope was dashed when Ashley stepped past a disapproving looking Paula and a stoic Kyla and wrapped her arms around Spencer. Instantly Spencer was surrounded by memories of her and Ashley, of their first kiss, their first night spent together and basically every sweet memory she had buried so deep in that dark part of her sad soul that belonged solely to Ashley. Her hands tentatively reached around Ashley and found their old resting place in the small of her back as she dipped her head down and against Ashley’s soft, sweet smelling neck. She guessed it was muscle memory or something, how her body knew exactly where it fit best against Ashley’s after all that time.

They both just stood there for a few moments, just standing there breathing easily for the first time since prom night. Spencer was internally berating herself. She knew she was in so much trouble, she knew holding Ashley like this and feeling her heart pound was going to get her hurt again. But she could not let go, hell she did not want to let go! Of course the world and Paula Carlin had other ideas as Paula spoke in that voice she specially reserved for Spencer and Ashley.

“Spencer,dear? Don’t you think you should put some pants on?”

Spencer’s head shot up and as she stepped away she swore she heard Ashley growl in frustration. Reality rushed at her and she blushed furiously as she looked down at the three Power Puff Girls displayed on the crotch of her laundry day panties. She could feel their fake, mocking eyes on her. Damn judgmental panties!

“You’ve changed, Spence. As I recall you always preferred Winnie The Pooh, but I can see why you like the Power Puff Girls, they got attitude!”

Spencer watched as her mother rolled her eyes while Ashley stood blatantly checking her scantily clad form out. She felt herself grow hot and realized it was not because of the staring, but because of the alcohol from last night threatening to make a most unwanted reappearance. Her eyes grew wide as her hand flew to her mouth. She turned and made a mad dash for the bathroom where she vomited almost gratefully. Maybe she could purge herself of all those memories Ashley had let loose on her poor, unprepared mind. She took her time brushing her teeth and finding her pajama bottoms before returning to her lounge to find her mother, Kyla and Ashley sitting patiently waiting for her.