She looked once again.  Jonica had finally taken that Spencer had been out of bed far too long and finally gotten up and was now throwing a large t-shirt over her naked frame.  And it made Spencer sick what she had done a few hours ago with her.

It’s really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

“Spencer?”  Ashley quarried.  The blonde had been silent for a while.

“Yeah?”  Spencer’s voice told the brunette her blonde was close to tears.

“What’s wrong Spencer?” 

“I miss you Ashley. I can’t do this.  I can’t be with her and think about you constantly.”

Spencer hyperventilated for a while her voice still as quiet as she could keep it for now Jonica was looking in the bedroom bathroom calling out to her.

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

Know would have been a great time to hang up and turn on the television and play it off that she couldn’t sleep.  But still not finding the strength to hang up Spencer fearfully muttered, “she’s looking for me.”

It’s really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

“Spencer hang up.”  Ashley’s voice was calm, it wasn’t commanding.  A simple statement.  Almost as if it were a test.

“Spencer?”  Ashley asked once again after a long silence.

“I don’t want to.”  Spencer sounded like a lost child.

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

“Spencer.”  Ashley’s voice was urgent.  She wanted to be with Spencer.  But she couldn’t force Spencer.  And a part of her wanted to know Spencer’s choice.  So as terrible as it was she was going to see what happened.  Spencer could either hang up on her or tell Jonica.

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

“Spencer?”  Jonica poked her head into the living room.  Spotting the dark figure of her girlfriend on the couch she smiled.  “There you are.  I was beginning to worry.”

“I’m right here.”  Spencer’s voice was barely audible.

Honey why you calling me so late?

“I love you.” 

Ashley heard.  Then what came next broke her heart.

“I’ll talk to you later Chels.”  Then she hung up.

She stared blankly at her phone.  Not hanging it up yet.  Her tears silently rolling down her face in the darkness of the room she heaved, shuddering as she silently sobbed.

The dial tone droned on loudly in the silence of the room.  Encasing the room in it’s monotonous tone.  It was like a heart flat line and Ashley felt as if her heart had indeed stopped beating.  For it had been beating before simply for one reason the hope of one day being with Spencer.  But now that too had left her.

Spencer had chosen.