Fucking Aiden. As if she didn’t hear a fucking story enough. I squeezed Spencer’s hand tightly. At least she was here with me.

I started to cry hard, She ran her fingers through my hair. I felt my body being wracked into convulsions again. Oh fuck… I started to shake violently.

“Spence…” I sobbed.

“I’m so scared….”

“Let’s get her into the bathroom…” She said, shifting her body. Aiden stood up and moved to help lift my lifeless body.

I was a train wreck.

I was lifted up and sat back down between the toilet and the bathtub. My body was propped up with my back against the cool surface of the tub. I continued to shake intensely. I couldn’t fathom what I was going through…alcohol poisoning…something I just needed to get this out of me….

“I’m going to stay with her and undress her…she feels really warm.. And incase she gets sick or something….”

“Alright, I get it! I’ll go into the other room….its not like we never had sex or anything…do you uh… want me to grab a blanket or something?” Aiden asked.

We both shuddered at his mentioning of sex.

‘Sure…” She said calmly. He left then returned shortly with a blanket.

“Let me know if you need anything….”

I could barely keep my eyes open.

That’s when I felt my shirt lift up over my head. I felt compelled to speak as she moved closer with the blanket. I was still shaking hard.

“Sp-Spencer…this is what could make me…falll in love with youuuuuuuuuuuuu..-” and with that I bent forward, and started to heave into the toilet.

I felt her hands pull back my hair and rub my back.

“Shhh Ash, just get all of it out…we can talk about this later…”

I heaved and heaved. When I thought I was going dry bile came up…and when I ran out of that blood came up. Only a little bit, but enough to scare us both. I could hear how frightened Spencer’s tone was as she soothed me. I could feel just how terrified I was when all I could think about was if I was going to live after I confessed partially my feelings to her.

Fuck Davies, get it together.

I don’t know how long I threw up for, it lasted for hours. I was pretty sure I was going to die but the whole night Spencer stayed by my side. Eventually we fell asleep on the floor, the blanket over our bodies. Spencer’s body molded behind mine, her arm draped lightly over my stomach, caressing it, while her other hand ran itself though my hair. Her mouth was pressed close against my neck and I could feel the warmth of her breath on me. Her skin smelled sweetly so close to mine. I couldn’t imagine what I smelled like, beer, rum, vomit, smoke, but she was still there next to me. Just before I fell asleep I heard her whisper something to me. I figured she thought I had already passed out.

“Ashley, I could fall in love with you too….”