“Ashley, don’t think that! Don’t ever think that!” tears sprang from the blonde’s own eyes, and she wiped at them furiously.

“What am I supposed to think? Who knows, you could just be like the rest of the girls I’ve done over the months. Just a roll in the hay, no emotions attached.” Ashley’s tears rolled down her cheek, and she cursed them as they fell.

“I’m not them,” the blonde said sternly. Almost harshly. “I just don’t understand this.”

“Spencer, it’s not that hard to understand! I’m sick of being emotionless! I want to feel, okay?! With you I’m not numb all the time! I don’t want to fuck you on a couch!” The small girl drew in a deep breath, “I want to make love to you…on a bed. Slow.”

Spencer’s brow furrowed. She was still lost. To her, there was just sex. No subcategories. “What’s the difference!” she was yelling again. Ashley pursed her lips and tried to stop her tears. “Why does it matter so much?!” the blonde turned on her heel facing away from Ashley. She started walking again.

It was now or never. “Because I love you, you idiot!” Ashley yelled, her voice hoarse. Did she just do that? Yes, she did. She waited. Hoped.

Spencer stopped dead in her tracks. She turned back to face the brunette, “What did you say?”

The brunette drew in a shaky breath, “I said…that I…love you.” She sniffled trying to clear her head from all the tears. She continued, “Spence, you’re all I ever think about. You’re my first thought in the morning and my last thought at night. Then I dream about you. It’s endless. You’re…” she cleared her hoarse throat, “You’re the only one who gets me, y’know? You’re the only one who sees me. The actual me," she slapped a hand to her chest. "You push me to do my best in everything, and you don’t expect things of me. It’s like you just put up with me no matter what. And I don’t know, if what I’m feeling isn’t love, then may God strike me down, because I don’t think I could stand hurting more than this. I love you so much it actually hurts…” she trailed off, not able to continue. Her faced was still tear streaked as she looked at Spencer. The blonde didn’t say anything. Just stared. Stood there trembling from the cold…not from the cold.