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    To Spashley With Love – (Chapter: Chapter Thirty-Seven)

    I was looking through the window at the back of the BMW and saw Ashley going after Glen in her Porsche. I waved at Ashley and Ashley did a small wave back. “What are you doing?” I mouthed.

    “Rescuing my beautiful girlfriend of course,” mouthed Ashley.

    I was about to mouth something else to Ashley, Glen continued to drive, however he turned a different direction. He must have seen Ashley following him. “Why are you doing this to me?” I questioned angrily. Don’t you have better things to do than separate me from the girl I love?

    “Why?” asked Glen. How are you the smart sibling again? I’m doing this for your own damn good.

    “Or so you claim,” I sighed. All you care about is yourself!

    “You almost died because of that dyke,” responded Glen coldly. I don’t understand how you could just forgive right off the bat. Is she that good in bed? Is that what it is? We may not be so different after all. Say it ain’t so, sis.

    “You are unbelievable, she saved my life,” I began. She helped me wake out of the nightmares I’ve been having. Ashley’s been supportive and hasn’t left my side.

    “What nightmares?” asked Glen with a sneer. Now you’re actually the weight a guy might actually want you? You and I both know that the only reason you’re with her is because no other guy would ever want the Bambi routine you do.

    “You’re an asshole,” I stated.

    “No, I’m speaking the truth,” said Glen.

    “You had me fooled,” I replied angrily. I thought you began to care.

    “Shut up,” spat Glen. You’ve said enough.

    “I’ve had enough of this,” I said as I went to open the door to leave the car.

    “If you decide to leave, your face is going to get all scraped up since I won’t bother to stop the damn car and your chances to find a guy would be even slimmer to none,” replied Glen.

    Does Glen hear himself when he talks? I’m a lesbian, I’m not straight. I never have been. I already have someone to grow old with. “I don’t want to be with a guy!” I yelled. I want to be with Ashley! Why can’t you understand I want to be with who I want to be with! Could you at least be a supportive older brother for once?

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