“But what.  Do you want to see that little friend of yours hurt?”  He asked and I gasped.  My eyes clamped shut and I shook my head.

“No.”  I muttered.  I can’t hurt Spencer.  I’d never forgive myself if I caused her any sort of pain.

“Good.  I’m sorry Ash.  I didn’t mean to upset you.  I just needed to get my point through.  One confession could change people lives forever.”  He said in his usual Clay voice.  I nodded.  

I was a little pissed but I understood.  Just something about that conversation wasn’t right.  He was weird.  

“We care about you Ashley.  You and Kyla are family, your sisters to Chelsea.  I just want you to know that were always here to talk to you if you need advice.”  He comforted.  I smiled even if Clay couldn’t see.  They really were good friends.

“I get it.  And thank you.  We’ll keep you posted.”  I said ending the conversation.

“Your welcome.”  Clay sighed.  “Take care.”

“You too bye.”  I pressed the little red button on the cell and handed it back to a confused and pissed looking Kyla.

“What happened?”  She asked snatching the phone from me.

I gave her a rundown of the conversations I had with both of them.  Gradually her expression softened and faltered as mine had.  

“So your not going to tell are you?”  She asked me after a moment of silence.  I just looked at her.

“What do you think?”  I asked with my face in my hands.  

“I don’t think so.  I want to, but… I’m scared.”  Kyla said with her head down.  I scooted closer to her and placed my hand on her back.  

“We’ll get through this.  We’ll forget about LA and we’ll live here like nothing ever happened.  Our mom has no right in what we do.  Okay.”  

Kyla looked at me with her big light brown eyes.  “I trust you Ash.”  She muttered.  

I grinned playfully at my sister in an attempt to lighten the mood.  We hugged and I even gave her a small kiss on the head for comfort.