This is the 4th and final part guys and its really short, but I hope you enjoy it =)

Ashley's POV

Spencer creeps back towards the couch very slowly. I stare her down, asking, "You're still with him aren't you?"

She bites her lip then whispers, "Yes, but no."

I stand up quickly, "Well that really helps. Now all this…everything that just happened is useless because you're going to be with who you want to be with, which is Kenny. Am I right?"

As she raises her voice, I start to get a little tense, "No you're not. Kenny and I are only 'together' or whatever because we wanted to see if it would work out between us since it had been so long. I wanted Asher to have his father is his life because I felt it was for his own good."

I fight back, "But Kenny is such a prick. Why would you want Asher to be around that kind of guy? He couldn't even bother to be at his own son's birthday party, Spencer!"

"I know Ashley. Would you keep your voice down? Asher will hear you," Spencer whispers to me.

I whisper as I look down at the floor, "Sorry. I just can't believe—"

The doorbell rings, haulting me from speaking any longer. Spencer slowly walks towards the door, looks through the peep hole then turns to me and whispers, "Speak of the devil…"

This should be a hoot.

She hesitates for a few moments, but decides to open the door. Kenny is revealed through the doorway as he looks directly at Spencer and steps towards her, "Hey hun." He kisses her cheek, making me instantly sick from that.

His physical appearance has drastically changed since the last time I saw him. His face is filled out, in the wrong way, with a full-on beard covering it. He's buff as well, in a bouncer kind of style.

He continues to speak as he hands over an envelope, "I got him a gift card to Toys R Us. Sorry I couldn't be here for his party."

Ugh it's still the same old Kenny, trying to use his charm to apologize but to just screw up again, another time. I hope his charm doesn't work this time with Spencer.

Kenny finally realizes I'm standing by the couch and shows his "affection" in a weird way, "Well looky who it is: Ms. Ashley Davies, stunning as ever. I guess the music career didn't work out for ya and now you came crawling back to Spencer. Well it's a little too late cause she's taken." He wraps his arm around Spencer's shoulder like the drunken bastard his is.

I speak sarcastically, "Nice to see you too, Kenny."

Spencer gives me this death stare that I can't quite understand. I can't tell if she's mad at me, Kenny or the situation as a whole.

Kenny begins babbling again, "So are you hear to get fans or what?"

I look over at Spencer, hoping for her to speak her opinion, but she won't. I whisper, but loud enough for everyone around to hear it, "I can't believe you're letting him take over you. I thought you were stronger than that." I grab my car keys on the end table and proceed to make my way out of the apartment, shaking my head along the way.

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Spencer's POV

I watch Ashley walk out calmly from the apartment with Kenny's arm still around my neck. The second Ashley closes the door; Kenny makes a move, "Good, she's gone. Now I can have you all to myself." He rotates his body so his face is directly in front of mine.

I swipe his arms away from me and he backs away in a shocked manner. My knees shake as I demand, "Kenny, just pack up your stuff and get out."

He whimpers at me, "What's wrong babe?"

"You. You're what's wrong with me," I raise my voice at him.

Kenny raises his hands as he continues to back off and away from me, "Whoa. Chill out, hun."

"I'm not going to 'chill out' Kenny. Alright? You need to pack up your things before I do."

He yells, "What did I do?"

I yell back because it's the heat of the moment, "Nothing! That's the problem. You have done nothing to prove to me you deserve to be in Asher's life. You haven't paid for anything, you don't come home when you say you will, and you couldn't even make it to his birthday party!"

He tries to defend himself, "I was working all night!"

I start to speak softly, "I don't want to hear your excuse. I just want you out of here."

He sighs a bit, but he obeys my wishes and shuffles through the apartment, grabbing whatever's his, including any articles of clothing lying around.

I wait patiently for him to finish and walk out the door. I gladly hold open the door as he carries his things out. I say before he's completely out , "Uh, keys. Now." I reach my hand out while he drops his things to reach into his pocket and hand over the spare key that was once his. With a disappointed look, he continues on out into the hallway.

As I step out to make sure Kenny makes his way out, I see Ashley through the corner of my eye, sitting on the floor next to my apartment door. I jump up a little because of the scare and so does she. She stands up, dusting whatever dirt may be on her body and then comments, "I'm very proud of you. You get an A for the day."

I smile, "Well that's good. I was hoping to get another kind of 'A', though." I wrap my arm around her back to pull her in for a long, deep kiss.