A/N so this kind of just came to me while i was listening to Demi Lovato's Skyscraper and its kind of different from what i usually do but all the same i am kind of proud of it. Now before we get into it, this is not a romance between Jenna and Spencer! even though i do think they would be kinda good together i didn't want to take it there. Anyways don't want to ruin it so please R&R and enjoy!

I laid curled up in my bed, the lights were off and the door was locked but i knew that it wasn't enough. I knew he would still come for me, and the locked door would only anger him, i looked at my clock and as it passed midnight i wondered that if finally he would leave me be, at least for this one night.

The doorknob rattled and i knew that my wish was in vain, i burrowed under my covers as if the thin material could protect me from what was to come. I heard the lock click and the door creak open, "Oh princess." I heard him whisper and bit my lip to keep from sobbing in fear.

I felt the bed shift as he sat down and tore the covers from me, i buried my face in the pillow and that was a mistake. He grabbed me by the hair and threw me off the bed, i felt his foot connect with my stomach and finally cried out in pain. "You're worthless!" Another sharp kick to my stomach and i heard a crack, he had broken my ribs again.

"I'm sorry, please…stop." I pleaded weakly and he only laughed, "Why should i? I can do whatever i want!" He yelled at me and picked me up by my hair again, holding me close to him, "My pretty little princess, you are nothing. Do you understand me?NOTHING!" He slapped me and i saw dots in my vision before i fell to the floor, he picked me up roughly and slammed me into the wall. "You're mine to do with what i want. Do you understand?" I didn't say anything and he slapped me again, harder this time.

"UNDERSTAND?" He yelled, "yes!" i whimpered and he finally left me there on the ground and i allowed myself to drift in and out of consciousness as i wondered why this was happening. He had not always been like this, it had started after my mother had left.

Melissa had moved away from Rosewood and my mother had followed her, leaving me behind with my dad. The beatings had started shortly after they both packed and my mother handed him the divorce papers, he took everything out on me and i had no means of escape.

I told none of my friends because i was ashamed. This was my secret and it was one i would bear alone. I finally managed to lift myself up and fix myself so no one would see the marks, i winced as i dressed. I knew i would have to see Wren again in order to fix my ribs, one thing i liked about him was he never asked questions.

I think he guessed what was going on but he never said anything and i was thankful for that, I carefully left the house knowing my dad would either be passed out after drinking too much alcohol or locked in his room with another one of his "clients". I made my way to Wren's apartment and waited for him to open the door, when he finally did he took one look at me clutching my side and sighed. "Broken rib again?" He asked and i nodded, i had come to him twice in the last six months for the same injury.

He lead me inside and i sat down on the couch while he grabbed what he needed to help me. I stayed completely silent as he bandaged my ribs and handed me painkillers, "Any other injury i should know about Spencer?" "No, but thank you for everything." i said quietly and he nodded. I got up to leave and he walked me to the door, "Spencer." He said and i stopped to look at him,

"Listen, if…if you need a place to go, you're always welcome here. I won't ask questions about what happened but i don't think its safe for you to stay where you're at." I sighed and smiles faintly at him, "Thanks Wren, but i'll be fine." I could tell he wanted to say more but thought better of it, "Okay well the offers always open. Be careful, please." I nodded and hugged him gently before escaping out of the flat before he could say anymore.

I knew he was just trying to be a good friend but i couldn't leave. I knew my dad would find me no matter where i went. The school day passed in a blur and i was standing by my locker thinking when i heard someone yell in my ear, "SPENCER!" i flinched and stumbled back, a normal reaction for me whenever i was yelled at lately, when i saw my best friend Hanna standing there staring at me with a look of concern,

"Spence are you okay?" She asked, "Yeah, sorry you just scared me is all. Whats up?" i replied back as normally as i could and i could see Hanna still looked concerned but finally said, "Nothing i just wanted to know if you wanted to go shopping with me and the girls." "I can't today, i have things i need to do. Sorry." She sighed in annoyance and looked at me,

"You've been avoiding us lately Spencer, whats up?" Truth was i had been avoiding them because it was getting harder and harder to keep from telling them everything but i couldn't do that. Honestly, i was scared of the consequences and i knew i was losing my friends but there was nothing i could do.

"I'm sorry i've just been really busy with school and stuff lately. I promise we'll hang out soon." I said and Hanna stared at me for a few minutes before finally shrugging and leaving me alone at my locker. I slammed my locker in frustration and turned, accidentally knocking into someone and falling back against the lockers.

I yelped in pain when i hit my rib and immediately fell to my knees clutching it. Tears burned my eyes and i vaguely heard someone asking me if i was alright, "I'm fine." I chocked out and unsteadily climbed to my feet. I looked up and saw the last person i wanted to see at that moment. Jenna Cavanaugh.


"Spencer?" She asked and i sighed, wondering if i could run away fast enough but the throbbing in my ribs reminded me that would not be a good idea, "Yeah, its me." I said tiredly and i saw her frown, "Are….are you okay?" She asked hesitantly and i nodded before remembering she couldn't see me,

"Yeah i'm fine. Sorry for bumping into you." I said, wanting to get the hell away from there as fast as i could, "Its fine, but i heard you cry out. Did you hurt yourself?" She asked and i wondered why she was asking. Jenna didn't care for me and i didn't care for her even though sometimes i did still feel bad for what me and the others had done to her,

"Its nothing, my ribs are just sore is all." The words slipped out before i could even realize what i had said, "Oh…well i hope you feel better." She said and started walking down the hall. I stared after her wondering why the hell Jenna was being…not nice but polite i guess, to me. I shook my head to clear it and slowly made my way to the music room, deciding to put Jenna's odd behavior in the back of my head and just forget about it.

I slipped into the music room and sighed in relief when i found no one there, i had started coming here about three months ago to escape and it had helped me slightly. I set my bag down and made my way over to the piano in the corner. I sat down, letting my hands glide across the keys and closed my eyes. I started playing Skyscraper slowly, i had learned the song last month and ever since i would come here every day after school and play it.

Skies are crying

I am watching

Catching teardrops in my hands

Only silence as it's ending, like we never had a chance

Do you have to, make me feel like there is nothing left of me?

You can take everything I have

You can break everything I am

Like I'm made of glass

Like I'm made of paper

Go on and try to tear me down

I will be rising from the ground

Like a skyscraper!

Like a skyscraper!

I let my voice rise more as i sang and poured all my emotions into the keys of the piano.

As the smoke clears

I awaken, and untangle you from me

Would it make you, feel better to watch me while I bleed?

All my windows, still are broken

But I'm standing on my feet

You can take everything I have

You can break everything I am

Like I'm made of glass

Like I'm made of paper

Go on and try to tear me down

I will be rising from the ground

Like a skyscraper!

Like a skyscraper!

Tears started pouring down my cheeks and i didn't care, this was my sanctuary. The only time i could feel free was right here, with no one around and with just the sound of the piano and my voice.

Go run, run, run

I'm gonna stay right here

Watch you disappear, yeah

Go run, run, run

Yeah it's a long way down

But I am closer to the clouds up here

You can take everything I have

You can break everything I am

Like i'm made of glass

Like i'm made of paper, Ohhh woaah

Go on and try to tear me down

I will be rising from the ground

Like a skyscraper!

Like a skyscraper!

Like a skyscraper!

Like a skyscraper!

I slammed my hands down on the keys repeatedly and yelled "I HATE YOU! I FUCKING HATE YOU!" i covered my face with my hands as the sobs racked my body. I didn't even feel the arms around my body, holding me close as i cried and murmuring soothing words until finally the tears stopped and i looked up to see her. Jenna.


I moved away from her as quickly as possible and stared at her in anger, "What the hell are you doing Jenna?" I saw her hesitate and look down at her hands, "i heard music coming from here and when i walked in i heard you singing. Then i heard you crying...i just...i don't know. I'm sorry." She said quietly and i stared at her wondering just what the hell she was playing at.

"You hate me." I said simply and was startled when she gave a sort of bitter laugh, "Yeah but i can't stand to hear someone crying, and you sounded so full of pain when you were playing that i just thought it would be cruel to leave you alone like that." Okay this was officially getting stranger and stranger by the second. "As much as i appreciate what you did, i didn't need anyone's comfort." i said snidely and stood up to leave,

"Yes you do. You're broken Spencer, i may not be able to see it but i can hear it in your music. Someone hurt you, and i don't expect you to tell me. But i am here if you want someone to talk to." She said and stood up, i couldn't speak and i couldn't move, i wondered why Jenna of all people would want to listen to my problems.

Maybe it was a trick she was playing, but some part of me doubted it. That part however was extremely small. "Goodbye Spencer." Jenna said and left the room. I don't know how long i stayed there before i finally managed to leave the room and start walking home. As i walked my head was swirling with thoughts of what Jenna said and what she had done.

Why would she comfort me? It wasn't normal. She hated me. I hated her. Thats the way the world worked, but then again considering my circumstance right now why should anything else be right in my fucked up world. Damn my head was starting to hurt from thinking about Jenna and the weird incident in the music room.

I didn't even realize i was home until i heard my fathers voice and felt my blood turn to ice, "Where have you been?" he asked and i turned to face him, "I was at the library." i said, i didn't want to tell him about where i really was because i knew he would try and take that away from me.

He stared at me and i was scared he wouldn't believe me, but finally he nodded and turned back to the drink in his hand. I took the opportunity to leave and practically ran to my room, being careful not to slam the door. I laid down on my bed and fell asleep instantly, if i dreamed at all in those few hours, i didn't remember it.


I woke up to the sound of my door slamming open and my dad stumbling in. I stood up quickly and stared at him, seeing he was completely drunk and angry. Not a good combination,

"There's my little worthless princess." He said and grabbed my arm roughly, I tried to struggle but he only tightened his grip. "Let go of me!" i yelled and he slapped me, "Don't tell me what to do, i own you Spencer!" he threw me down and i scrambled away from him quickly until my back hit the wall.

He advanced towards me and i braced myself but then he stopped in front of me suddenly, I don't know why but at that moment i didn't question it. I stood up quickly and without thinking i let my arm fly and my fist connected with his face with all my strength and he went down.

I ran out of the room as fast as i could, i had no idea where to go but my legs seemed to know the answer to that. I stopped in front of the Cavanaugh house and slowly made my way up the porch steps. I had no idea why i had come here, all i knew was that this place seemed to feel safe. I knocked on the door hesitantly and it opened to reveal Jenna standing there,

"Yes?" she asked and i felt the tears slide down my cheeks, "I think...i'm ready to talk." i said quietly and Jenna nodded, she took my hand which surprised me and led me inside the house. I kept my gaze locked on the floor as she led me to her room and sat down on the bed.

I didn't say anything for a while and finally she asked, "Are you okay Spencer? I don't mean in the mental sense because i can tell right now you're not, but in the physical sense are you?" "No, but i'll go see my doctor friend afterwards." I replied and finally sat down on her bed hesitantly. "You said you wanted to talk, i'm all ears." She said and i sighed,

"My dad...he hits me." i said quietly, and she was silent for so long i wondered if she had heard me. Finally she spoke, "How long has he done it?" "Almost a year, ever since my mom and Melissa left." She reached her hand out and touched my cheek gently, "How bad has it gotten?" She asked, "He's broken my ribs a few times, bruised me, but..nothing ever too serious."

She nodded and pulled her hand away, i felt myself missing her touch even though it was insane. Maybe it was because she felt so..safe. "Have you told anyone besides me?" "No, my doctor friend though, Wren..i think he suspects but he never asks questions when i come to him with injuries."

"Why do you stay?" Jenna said and looked down, i had asked myself the same question numerous times, "Because, i'm afraid of being alone." I finally said and i knew it was the truth. My mom had left me with..that monster and i had pushed my friends away to the point where i had no one.

"But he's hurting you Spencer. Did you ever consider that he might do worse?" She said and truth was i had thought about it but for some reason i had never cared, "I have but i don't know if i'm strong enough to be able to leave." I felt the tears spilling down my cheeks and let out a sob, Jenna wrapped her arms around me and sighed,

i knew i shouldn't have felt comfortable or safe in her arms but i did and it made me realize how much i had missed the feeling of safety. We stayed like that for i don't know how long but then Jenna finally spoke, "Then i'll have to make sure you're strong enough to leave. I'm not letting you go back there Spencer."

I pulled away and looked at her, i wondered why she was willing to help me, why she was sitting here comforting me and listening to everything i had to say. "Why? Why are you doing this Jenna? We hate each other, if anything you should be glad i'm getting hurt by someone." She scoffed and pulled off her glasses, flinging them against the wall. She turned to me and i looked into her eyes, they were gorgeous no doubt about that and i felt the familiar pang of guilt knowing that she would never see again,

"I may have wanted to hurt you, and i may hate you and your friends for what you did to me...but i would never wish something like that on anyone Spencer. No matter what you've done, you don't deserve to be beaten by your own father. I still hate you, but i want to help you. I think i'm the only one who can at this point."

I looked down and deep down i knew she was right. No one else would be willing to help me right now, she was all i had in this moment. True i still had a deep felt hate for her but she was the only one i could feel safe enough to confide in.

"Fine, fine i'll let you help me because you're right. I have no one else to help me, and i don't want to be stuck there anymore." i whispered and i felt her hand search for mine until she grasped it firmly in hers,

"Good, i don't care how long it takes or what i have to do i'm going to make sure you get better and i'm going to make sure that your dad never hurts you again. I promise Spencer." I smiled and for the first time in a long time i had a small measure of hope. I knew we would never be actual friends, but she would keep her promise to me and i would always be grateful to her for it.

You can take everything I have

You can break everything I am

Like I'm made of glass

Like I'm made of paper

Go on and try to tear me down

I will be rising from the ground

Like a skyscraper...