Seems Like A Lifetime

Slow Dancing In A Burning Room

On the way back to the house I got a call from Glen.

"Hey sis."

"Hey Glen, wow, how did you even get this number, whats it been like two years since I've heard from you?"

"Oh don't be so dramatic Spencey, but it's been two and a half. So I heard you're back in the L to tha A."

"Okay wow, I'm going to need you to not ever say that again."

"Ha, okay. So what you doing back?" he asked.

"Where have you been dummy, I came back for Raife Davies funeral." I said readjusting the phone to my ear.

"Oh, really. That means you and Ashley are talking again huh?" he asked.

"Uh, yeah." I replied.

"Spencey, let me ask you a question. I know you're married in all but are you doing the whole rug munching thing because I've always had this feeling that you like to chew on the carpet."

"Wow Glen, you're still an ass after all these years."

"So am I right, or am I right?"

"Yeah Glen you're right. Ashley and I are together now. I left Troy." I said looking at Ashley and smiling.

"I knew it, I always knew it. Since you guys were like eleven man, I'm telling ya, you guys were always just way too close."

"Yeah. So we've been told. So what do you really want Glen because you did not call me to talk about my sex life."

"Well actually I just got off the phone with mom and she told me that you were with Ashley and I've been trying to get in touch with her to tell her that I was sorry about her dad and so was Clay, by the way he says hi."

"Tell him I said hi. So all that stuff you..."

"I totally just got the 411 from mom. Ha, you thought I was like some super detective or something right?"

"Yeah, because that's the first thing that comes to mind when I think about you. Goodbye Glen."

"Bye sis."

"Wow, he is such an idiot,"I said hanging up the phone.

"Glen and Clay send their condolences.

"Aww, tell them I said thanks. And tell them they're totally welcome to come to the funeral"

"That would require me calling him back," I said jokingly.

We pulled up in front of the house, an unfamiliar car was parked in front.

We went inside thinking maybe Ashley's mom had come home a day early and rented a car but what we found was the total opposite.

There was a woman around I'd say about 25 or so in the living sitting on the couch next to Aiden.

"Aiden who's your friend?" Ashley asked.

As soon as she looked up, she didn't even have to answer the question we knew.

Her eyes were exact replicas of Ashley's and her long brunette hair and her small sort of pointy nose, all exactly like Ashley's.

"Hi, I'm Kyla Davies," she said standing up and extending out her hand for Ashley to shake.

Ashley looked at me and I could see it, all the hurt and pain, she wanted to believe so badly that when her dad went on the long road trips that he stayed true to her mom and to her for that matter but this woman in her living room was living proof that he didn't.

She took off upstairs and I chased after her.

"Ashley, wait up, baby," I said chasing after her.

She ran into her room and shut the door.

I opened it and she was laid out on the bed with her head burried in her pillow.

I went over and sat down next to her.

"Ashley sweetie." I started.

"Don't Spencer, please, just don't. she said to me in a harsh tone.

I knew that she just needed some time. Her dad just died and now she has just found out that she has a sister. I'll just give her her space...

We've been sitting down here for about 2 hours now and she still hasn't come out of the room yet.

Maybe she needs more time to process this, I totally understand.

She's a really nice girl, Kyla that is, and it turns out she's 23 so that means she was born when Ashley was six, her dad has been lying to her since she was six. That sucks.

"She hates me, doesn't she?" the younger brunette asked looking down at the floor.

"No," I said. Which probably wasn't true, chances are Ashley hated her guts even though it really wasn't her fault if you think about it. "She's just having a really hard time right now, as I'm sure you are too." I said.

"Well actually I didn't even really know my dad, I think I might have seen him once or twice when I was younger, but mostly he just gave my mom money and wanted nothing else to do with us."

"That's because he didn't love you," Ashley said walking down the stairs.

There was so much anger in her voice.

"Ashley," I said trying to reason with her. I mean the girl did just loose her father too she didn't need to feel any worse.

"Why are you here?" Ashley asked her walking over and standing next to the couch.

"I," the girl started.

"You know what, I don't care really, after MY father is buried I want you out of L.A." she said practically yelling at the poor girl.

I couldn't just sit there and do nothing, I didn't want to take sides or anything but Ashley was just bashing the poor girl.

"Ashley please, lets just go upstairs so you can calm down," I begged, trying to pull her away and up the stairs.

"No," she said snatching away from me.

"I'm not going to let some girl who's mother my father used as a toy come into my town, my life, think she's going to stay." she said with a harsh tone.

"Okay Ashley, maybe you should just go with Spencer upstairs," Aiden finally stepping in.

"Shut up Aiden," she snapped.

"Maybe I should just go," Kyla said getting up to leave. There was so much hurt in her voice.

"Yeah, that's a good idea," Ashley said in a crude tone.

"Okay." she said walking towards the door.

"My mom said dad used to talk about you a lot, he said he wanted us to meet each other one day. That he thought that we would get along great. I guess he wrong about that. He also said how sweet and kind and giving you were, I guess he got that wrong too." She stopped to say before walking out the door. Aiden and I both looked at Ashley.

"What?" she asked defensively. I shook my head and walked up the stairs without saying a word.

"What the hell Ash," I heard Aiden yell before hearing a door slam.

I could understand Ashley being upset about everything but treating her own sister that way it won't solve anything.

Maybe she'll realize that...