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    Mature For My Age – (Chapter: chapter 7 (i owed this to you))

    Story written on September 7, 2008 by crystaleyedcritic.
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    Story Shortlink: https://assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=19467
    Author Notes:

    think before you act.

    Chapter 12…

    They lay in bed for hours…drifting in and out of each other, sleep and, sense. The only sense they seemed to make out was how clearly they needed to be with each other, how obviously happy the other made them, and how impossible it’d be to leave the other when the time came.

    2:30 Pm…

    Spencer’s phone had been ringing off the hook…or more vibrating against the wooden nightstand in Ashley’s room. It took a couple dozen rounds of clattering and buzzing for Spencer to hear, or even dare enough to answer the phone. She reached for it but by the time she brought it to her face the buzzing had stopped. She looked over to Ashley, who had once again fallen asleep against Spencer’s body, wrapped up in her arms just like Spencer was in Ashley’s. Spencer closed her eyes from simple exhaustion and let her phone bearing hand rest over her stomach and on top of Ashley’s roaming paw.

    Moments later…once again her phone began to silently vibrate, now waking both, momentarily, peaceful girls up. Spencer brought the cell phone up to her face, it had only buzzed once, indicating a text massage rather than long, unanswered, phone call.

    Just like any other message she’d received she opened the phone, arrow key up…pressed okay to “view message now.” Bypassing “view later.”

    “From: Glen…

     911…call ASAP

     Trble @ home.”

    Spencer shot up, fidgeting with the sheets tangled around her and Ashley’s unwilling-to-release restraint.

    “Spence…stop…babe just chill.”

    She continued to panic, throwing Ashley’s arms off of her and running from the bed, tripping, and stumbling for purchase on the floor. She looked like a wound up puppy, running from the object/ person, who dare threaten its lively hood.

    She was dressed and scrambling for to reach the stair well, and resume out through the front door. Ashley was befuddled, but not far behind, and since she had stayed in the bed while her girlfriend hurriedly dressed in what was surely some sort of world record, was in fact NOT dressed once she out passed Spencer to the door. She didn’t try to stop her; instead she opened the door for her and made her way for her car.

    “Get in. Where are we headed?”

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    1. Wth just happened? Hmm…guess you have to write more to explain. And you need to stay away from the Rockstars, four is way too many for a fetus to consume. JK, but not really. Excellent update, so let’s do that more often. PMASAP!!!

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