Ashley’s POV

     I’m here sitting in my car staring at her house again, only this time I have a reason to be parked outside here. Should I really give her this letter. Will she even read it or will she trow it away? I hope she reads it. I need her to know how much I miss her. After a few more minutes of nervously tapping the letter against my steering wheel I finally got out of my car and put the letter in her mail box. I walk back to my car and looked up at her window. "Please read it Spence…please." I sighed to myself before turning my car back on and leaving.

Spencer’s POV

     I woke up  this morning and went downstairs to have my dad tell me there was a letter in the mail for me. A letter for me? But from who. I searched through the pile of mail and saw my name in big letters aross an envople. My heart began to race, I know this hand writting, it’s Ashley’s hand writting. I quickly went back up to my room and sat on my bed just staring at my name on the envolpe. I let my fingers trace every letter as I imagined Ashley writting my name. I finally got the nerve to open it up and read the letter.

     Spencer,

       I know you most likely hate me, and I don’t blame you. I hurt you, bad. And I never wanted to hurt you ever. But I did, cause I was stupid. I’m sorry for everything I’ve done. I’m sorry I did this to you. I never in a million years would want to see you hurt like this bad, and know that I’m the reason for all of it. I can’t stop thinking about Spencer. I think about you every day and night. I dream about you, I dream of us being happy together, and loving each other like we us to. I wish I could sleep forever when I have those dreams. I miss you so much Spence. I miss touching you, and holding you, and kising you, and waking up in the morning and seeing you right by my side sleeping like the angel that you are. I still love you Spencer and I never stopped loving you, I don’t think I could ever stop that feeling for you. I know it took so long to say something to you, but I just didn’t know how to deal. I thought that if I even tried to talk to you, you wouldn’t want to hear anything I had to say. But I finally pushed those fears away and wrote you this letter. I know I was stupid to mess something like what we had up, but I want to do better, and the only way I’m better is if I’m with you. I need you. I found love when I met you and I never want to let it go. I never want to let you go. I love you, so much, and I’m so sorry, I truely am. I really want to talk to you in person. Will you please meet me at Chelsea’s art studio tonight at 8:30. I just need to tell you everything. But if you don’t show up, I guess I can take the hint that you don’t want anything do to with me anymore. But I’ll be there just incase. Maybe I’ll see you Spence…

     Ashley

     I folded the letter back up after I finished reading it. I couldn’t help but cry. I don’t know what to do. Should I go see her tonight? Could I handle being in the same room as her? I don’t know…I love her, I really do, but I don’t know if I can trust her again. Maybe I’ll go tonight, it’s not like anything could get much worse, my heart has already been broken. I miss her so much, I can’t deal with feeling this way anymore, so I’ll go tonight, I need to finally talk to her.