So I have no clue how many will read this, but I'm doing it anyway!

Song: Last Kiss

This one is AUish. It has a different turn out then the show did…

I still remember the look on your face, lit through the darkness at 1:58.

Although she wished she could sleep, each time she did, it was a nightmare, of him. Even when she woke up everything she saw reminded her of him.

Spencer tried really hard to forget about what they had, the he was the person she thought he was in the first place, but those feeling don't just go away. And when she went to sleep, she had finally gotten rid of the thought of him in her mind. It didn't last long. She would fall asleep, then wake up in a cold sweat at 2 in the morning.

The words that you whispered for us just to know, you told me you loved me. So why did you go away?

Spencer didn't understand what her Chemistry teacher was saying. Ever since she found him in her kitchen, she didn't understand anything.

She was sure he was using her, and he was probably celebrating the he broke he. Into billions, of nano-sized pieces. And she was sure she deserved it, after what she called him, after what happened with Jenna.

And the thought of her giving herself to a man, who didn't even love her, made her sick. She didn't understand how he could say all those sweet nothings, and not mean them. He seemed so real, but he turned out to be so fake.

I do recall the smell of the rain, fresh on the pavement, I ran off the plane. That July 9th, (Or November 6th) the beat of your heart, it jumps through your shirt, I still feel your arms.

Even though weeks had passed, she remembered everything that day. How big the storm was, and how it smelt when he had ran, but left the door open. When he came earlier in the day to give her flowers, even though they'd agreed not to give each other anything.

When they had hugged before he left. She knew what he was, but she had to act like she didn't. How it felt so different to be in his arms. She used to feel so loved when they hugged, but now, it was different. That was the last hug they had.

But now I'll go sit on the floor wearing your clothes. All I know is I don't know how to be something you miss.

Spencer remembered, the first three weeks she'd wear all the shirts she stole from him. Even though she tried to hate him, she missed him. She missed his touch. Well the one before she found out. And the way he looked at her. Even though it was all a game to him.

She missed his smell, and his voice, and just everything about him. But she knew. She knew, he didn't miss anything about her. And as dramatic as that sounds, Spencer was positive it was true.

I never thought we'd ever last kiss. Never imagine we'd end like this, your name forever on my lips.

Spencer never thought he would be the one behind all the torture. And it didn't stop. Well, for the girls it did, they hadn't gotten a text since their anniversary, and as long Spencer didn't tell them anything, they wouldn't.

But Spencer got countless texts, saying how weak, and broken he made her. How they could just come and attack. So now she was always on her feet, and broken. But the girls didn't take notice of it, they were in Lala Land now that they were free.

She cried to herself every night, even after 4 four weeks of tedious torture, it all still felt the same. And she couldn't handle it anymore. She was done. Another month had passed before she decided it was the right thing to do.

So when she got home from school on Wednesday, her friends still not noticing how much she was hurting, and more texts, and more thoughts about him, she was done. They had won, game over.

She found old pills from her father in the cabinet and didn't waste anytime. She was home alone anyways, so she took them and after the 8 that were in there, she was still standing. So she went for the kitchen knife. Or maybe her dad's gun.

She decided the gun was too far, so she took a knife out from it's place and raised it above her chest. And in one quick motion it was right where she wanted it, and to make it faster, she pulled it out. Of course she was already weak, and getting weaker, it was worth it.

All the pain had ended.

3 hours later her parents had come home, with take-out. But they wished they had never walked through the door. Because the found their youngest daughter, the one who they thought was fine, in a pool of blood. A knife in her hand, and the open pill bottle on the counter.

They had Melissa with them too, carrying the food, which was now all over the ground. Peter had called 9-1-1, and Veronica was crying hysterically with her dead daughter in her arms. Melissa was still at the door, pale as a ghost in shock.

Once the girls had found out, they kicked themselves. Why didn't they sense something was wrong? What happened all those times when Spencer turned them down? When they got angry at her for not doing anything anymore?

They found everything out, the police had took Spencer's phone, and read the texts. The horrible, cold-hearted threats. She went through all this to keep them safe. And safe they would be, because they all ended up in jail. Except for Toby, who had loved her. He had missed her, and had an alibi, and took a lie-detector test, because they didn't believe he was innocent. But he was.

Her funeral was that Sunday. A lot of people showed up, and almost everyone left in tears. And ruined dresses, or if you were a guy, nice shirts. Because nobody can believe, that the strong, independent, loyal, intelligent, brave, girl was broken.

But she was free.

And I hope the sun shines, and it's a beautiful day. And something reminds you, you wish you had stayed. You can plan for a change in the weather, and time. But I never planned on you changing your mind.

Sorry for that. Yeah, um… So who's crying? NOT ME! Before you say I'm heartless, I have NEVER cried during the time where Spencer found out about Toby, and her falling out, and whatever. Wait, how does that make it any better? I swear, I'm not heartless! I just don't cry.

I think the next one will be Better Than Revenge. Not the happiest, but the one after the that will be Stay Beautiful. Told from Toby's POV!

I think I'll update every Sunday, and I'm still working on my other story story, with an actual plot.