-ASHLEY’S POV-

These past few days have been torture. The craving are getting to me, but then I keep thinking of Spencer… I miss her so much. I miss her voice, and holding her. I miss the color of her eyes –how the change with her mood – and her touch. It’s killing me not being able to be with her. We’re not even friends. I haven’t talked to her at all. There’s only four months of school left, I dropped out almost two months ago. Normally I’d hang out with Spencer – or get high – now I can’t do either. And I really want to; I’m actually not sure what I want to do more, which pisses me off. These damn addictions are killing me. Kyla’s started to sleep in my bed with me because I wake in the middle of the night – completely sick – or I wake up and start hallucinating. These hallucinations are even worse then when I’m was on the shit. Sometimes I think my dad has come back from tour and I won’t believe when Kyla tells me he’s gone… last time she had to pull out the video MTV made. Then sometimes I think Spencer’s back, like before. The ones that really freak me out are-

“Ashleyyyy!! Now’s your chance!” I groaned and flopped onto my back. It’s not like I was getting anywhere with this. I laid my Gibson to the right of me along with my notebook.

“What, Kyla?” I’m a little irritable these days.

“Spencer doesn’t have a ride! You can go pick her up after practice!” Biting my lip, I tried not to roll my eyes.

“She’ll probably catch a ride from her brother or a cheerbitch.”

“Nope! I took care of it, don’t worry.”

“Kyla.” I moan. “What did you do.”

“Nothing really. Do you want her back or not?” I felt like my mother was scolding me, if she cared that is.

“I see you later Kyla.”

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“Uhm, hey.”

“Th-thought you might, might need a… ride?” I managed to squeak out.

“Thanks Ash.” A sweet smile graced her lips.

“No problem, baby.” The smile instantly fell form both our faces at my misspoken words. “Spencer. I-I meant Spencer.” My eyes drifted to my hands, turning white from their firm grip on the steering wheel. “Habit.”

“It’s ok, Ashley.”