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    Honey and the Moon – (Chapter: Chapter Three: Our Talk Is Cheap, But The Phone Bill Is Not.)

     

    Chapter Three

     

    Spencer jumped off me in a flash, and pulled the blanket overtop of both of us. I looked quickly to Spencer whose life was probably flashing before her eyes in preparation for death, then looked at the ground. I just couldn’t bring myself to look at Glenn.

    “Spencer…can you please explain to me what is going on here?” He said, his voice cracking a little.

    Just when you think things couldn’t get any worse, Spencer hangs her head off the side of the bed and throws up all over the very expensive looking rug.

    “What the fuck Davies! You get my little sister totally wasted and take advantage of her? I cannot BELIEVE you!” He yells, his face going an angry shade of red. I could tell the situation was going from bad to worse real quick, and I was about to go into panic mode.

    “I…I didn’t…Spencer, you explain this, he’s your brother!” Maybe this was just what our relationship needed. If Glenn knew about us, it wouldn’t be long before everyone did.

    “Glenn come on, let’s just go find a different room.” The girl said, pulling on Glenn’s hand.

    “It’s your lucky night tonight Davies. Thankfully for you this hot little number wants to hook up, but believe me, this isn’t over.” Glenn turns around, storms out the door, slamming it on his way out.

    I turn towards Spencer who suddenly isn’t as drunk, and she’s sitting there, with wet tracks down her face from crying.

    “Spencer…it’s okay. Look at me.”

    She does, and I lightly kiss her lips.

    “Ashley…this isn’t okay. He’s going to tell my parents, and they won’t ever let me see you again!” She sobs, cuddling into my chest.

    “Maybe you should just tell him you took advantage of me. He probably wouldn’t tell my parents…”

    “Spencer! I am not going to lie to you brother and tell him I got you drunk to have my way with you. I think this just means now you really do have to tell your parents about us. I mean, how bad can it be, they totally fucking love you. I’m sure as long as you’re happy, they are going to be happy.”

    “But Ashley, I’m not ready to tell them…who knows how they are going to react. I don’t want anyone to be different around me.”

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