Note: Ashley is referred to as ’the brunette’ because Spencer doesn’t know her name yet. OK! with that said here is my terrible..i mean wonderful story..enjoy 

Chapter 6: Losing It

Present Day…

Spencer approached the bathroom door and opened it unaware of what or shall I say whom lay behind it. She pushed the door open and simply took two steps in. What she saw next made her eyes bulge out, gasp, and cover her mouth with her hands. A brunette girl sat on the floor with her left hand covering a blood dripping right wrist. Spencer looked towards the sink and saw a razor blade covered in red lying in a puddle of blood. Then, she looked back at the brunette. She couldn’t make out who it was as the girl had her head down. Then, the brunette looked up and their eyes met.

I could recognize those eyes anywhere. It’s the brunette girl from the skateboard, from outside the classroom. 

Tears began to swell up in the brunettes eyes, and Spencer’s heart was breaking just at the sight of this frail clearly broken girl sad.

"I just want my dad back."

The brunette’s head dropped back down and she let go of her bleeding wrist and covered her face with her bloody hands. Sobs became apparent because her small shoulders were uncontrollably going up and down.

What do I do?

"I just want him back. i just want him back. I fucking want him back!"

She began pounding her fist on the hard floor that she sat upon. Spencer stood there eyes bugged out unaware of what to do. The pounding clearly became harder because now the sound of bones hitting the floor could be heard echoing throughout the bathroom. The sounds of flesh breaking could be heard. Blood started splattering onto the floor joining the more blood from the brunette’s wrist.

"He died because of me! It’s all my damn fault."

The pounding then became faster and harder. Raw flesh breaking even more. Broken knuckle’s becoming even more fragmented. Spencer carefully walked over to the brunette and sat down next to her. The girl was still punching the floor beneath them until Spencer with trembling hands grabbed it. She felt a spark at the tip of her fingertips as she carefully grasped the other’s girl’s blood covered hand stopping her violent actions. The brunette looked at her sadness clear in her brown eyes. Her pain shown by the red covering her face. She just looked at Spencer and began crying. Spencer did the only thing she could think of. She scooted closer to the girl, put her arms around her shaking body, and layed the head of brown curls onto her own shoulder. She rubbed her back and whispered ‘shhs’ into the brunette’s ear as the girl cried even harder into her shoulder.

Time passed and still Spencer stayed sitting on the floor with the brunette in her arms, crying into her shoulder. Then, the sobs stopped and saddened brown eyes looked up at her.

She looks beautiful even with her mascara running and her own blood covering her face. 

"(whispers) Thank you."

Then the mysterious brunette released herself from Spencer’s grasp and got up off the floor heading towards the door.

—i know it’s not that long but i’m going to do my algebra hw and i’ll try and get back to writing another chapter tonight….i just don’t know what to do next….i was thinking of making the next chapter the same scene but in Ashley’s POV so yall could like see how she felt with someone helping her….but then i was thinking of just going on..idk yall tell me what you want well leave comments pleaseeee…