PREVIOUSLY:

I stand up and take Spencer’s hand.

Mark: “What is this about?” he asks in his uptight voice.

Ashley: “What is this about?! Wha-” I look around the room. “Are you serious? Do you not know that your son-” Spencer cuts me off.

Spencer: “Ashley don’t.” she says taking my hand, trying to calm me down. I turn my attention to her.

Ashley: “No Spencer, I have to say this.” I look back at everyone else. “Your son is a jerk! And that’s me putting it nicely!”

Christine: “Ashley!”

Ashley: “No mom, I refuse to sit here and pretend like nothing’s wrong while this asshole continues to make sex eyes at my girlfriend!”

I pull Spencer outside, we get in my car and drive off.

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ASHLEY’S P.O.V.

Ok, I admit, I may have gone about that the wrong way, but I couldn’t help it. I just snapped. We’ve been driving silently for fifteen minutes now. I have no idea where I’m going. After a while I just give up and pull over on the side of the road.

Spencer: “Ash, why did you do that? Your mom was so happy.”

Ashley: “I know…but that…thing, is just-” I sigh. “Its one thing to disrespect me, but you’re my girlfriend. I hate it, I loathe the thought of someone treating you that way. If I don’t even treat you like that then what makes you think I would allow someone else to?”

She smiles at me

Spencer: “Ash, I love you, and I feel the same about you…but sometimes you just have to put your pride aside to make people happy. People you care for, like your mom. You know, the one who’s so cool about us being together?” she laughs. “We make each other happy, don’t you think its about time your mom had someone to make her happy?”

Why? Why must she be right all the time?

Spencer: “And for the record, you do treat me like that.” She says with a smirk.

Ashley: “I do not!” she crosses her arms cocks an eyebrow and throws in her adorable head tilt.

Ashley: “Ok, so…maybe I do sometimes. But I am nowhere near as rude! He’s just a jerk about it, but me…I make it sexy.”