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    SCU! Sexy Collegiates Unite…or Southern California University – (Chapter: Unraveled)

    Story written on August 9, 2006 by RuggerFrmSON.
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    Story Shortlink: https://assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=12020
    Author Notes:

    Spencer comes to better understand Ashley, and some of the things that have shaped her.

         Ashley swallowed hard, "It did…thank you."

         "Do you wanna talk about…" Spencer hesitated, taking in the surrounding. Looking at the murky bowl that sat before her, the bloodied shards of glass that lay on an equally bloody towel, and decided this wasn’t the best place to hold a conversation. "C’mon." She stood, holding Ashley’s forearm, and tugging her into the living room, sitting on the couch and pulling her down next to her. "So…" Spencer sought a way to begin the conversation. How do you just ask someone to trust you enough to tell you something that’s obviously destroyed a part of them as much as whatever it is Ashley is dealing with, has…? "Uh…nice house?" She stated, wanting to roll her eyes at her own lameness.

         "Yeah," Ashley ran her fingers through her hair, using her good hand, "it’s alright, my parents gave it to me."

         "Your parents gave you a house?" Spencer asked in suprise. Wrong word, this isn’t a house, it’s damned near a mansion.

         "I mean, they didn’t walk up to me one day and go, ‘Ashley, here’s the deed to the house’, but…it was in their will so…I got it. Not that I wanted it. It’s hard living in a house, or having money that you know you only have because your parents are dead…but then I feel bad sometimes, because we weren’t really close but…" She ran a hand down her face, "…I still feel bad. I don’t know why, but I just do." She felt Spencer’s comforting hand on her shoulder and tried to shrug it off.

         "Ashley, I’m sorry…"

         "Don’t be, like I said, we weren’t close."

         "They were still your parent’s though…I don’t know what I’d do if I ever lost mine."

         "Eh…you wouldn’t do what I did, what led me," She pulled her legs up, folding her knees beneath her chin.

         Spencer watched her for a moment, thinking, when she noticed that the boxers covering Ashley’s thighs had risen an inch or two, exposing a multitude of faded scars, and some cuts that had even yet to heal, the angry red welts standing up in stark relief against her tanned skin. Spencer reached out a hand, drawing a shaky finger down one of the healed cuts, suprised at the savagery with which they were done. Ashley jumped at the contact, and turned her head away, afraid to meet Spencer’s eyes. Afraid of what she would see swirling in their blue depths. Spencer’s hand rested on her leg, covering the cuts. "Ashley," she hesitated, unsure of what she should say, unsure of what to ask. "W-what makes…no, what has you hurting so badly?" She reached up, turning Ashley’s head, making her look her in the eye, suprised to see the golden browns that stared back at her, swimming in a pool of unshed tears. Suprised to see this from the girl who had done everything in front of her but show any emotion that could possibly be mistaken for weakness. "Ashley…what’s wrong?" The other girl didn’t answer, but she didn’t bother to wipe away the tears that coursed their way down face, she didn’t bother to hide the shaking of her body, but even in this, she refused to reach out for comfort. Spencer gave it to her anyway, pulling her against her body, rocking her gently, until the shaking subsided.

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    1. I’m really glad you guys like the story. I promise I’ll post more as soon as I get the time, and as soon as I can find a logical place for the girls to go after this.

    3. I’m really glad you guys like the story. I promise I’ll post more as soon as I get the time, and as soon as I can find a logical place for the girls to go after this.

    5. you know what sweetheart this story is amazing I actually cryed during this chapter. (Cuz I’m an emotional loser lol). But you have such talent,I can’t begain to describe it. but I love your story and I want you to know I’m not the only one. Some people don’t leave comments as where others do. But the ones who don’t,Probably don’t for the same reason I never did before this, Because finding the right words after reading one of your amazing stories is damn near impossible.

    6. you know what sweetheart this story is amazing I actually cryed during this chapter. (Cuz I’m an emotional loser lol). But you have such talent,I can’t begain to describe it. but I love your story and I want you to know I’m not the only one. Some people don’t leave comments as where others do. But the ones who don’t,Probably don’t for the same reason I never did before this, Because finding the right words after reading one of your amazing stories is damn near impossible.

    7. I was in tears while reading this. The place you’re going with these characters is…I can’t even find the words. Maybe Faithful Deceiver was right, finding the right words is hard, but I thought I would let you know I love your story. PMS

    8. I was in tears while reading this. The place you’re going with these characters is…I can’t even find the words. Maybe Faithful Deceiver was right, finding the right words is hard, but I thought I would let you know I love your story. PMS

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