*Hello everybody. I'm obsessed with Pretty Little Liars and this is my first fanfic so tell me what you think! This story takes place after Toby is revealed as A. Can't wait to read all your comments!*
Spencer was driving in her car. She didn't know where she was going but the only thing she knew was that she wasn't going back to Rosewood. She wasn't looking at the signs anymore, she was just crying. She had been betrayed by the person she cared the most about, nothing mattered anymore.
Her cellphone kept buzzing. Either it was Emily, Aria, Hanna or her mom but she didn't answer. She didn't want to hear them on the phone. She didn't feel like talking to anybody so furiously she threw the cellphone out of her car. She didn't regret that move one bit. She was too scared that –A might fall in touch with her, that he/she might torture her some more. She was sick of –A. Because of him they had been through hell and Spencer was sick of it.
Finally, after three hours of driving she pulled over at a motel. She grabbed the suitcase from the back of her trunk and stormed in.
The motel was rusty and it reminded her of the place where she had shared her first kiss with Toby. She knew she couldn't stay here long without all the memories flooding back to her but it was getting dark and Spencer really needed a place to stay.
The man at the front desk was staring at her strangely. She was sure she must look like a mess. Her face was pale and her mascara had been smudged.
"Name?" the man asked.
"Jill," she answered. She didn't want people finding her until the time was right. She wanted to be able to have a bit of time to think about what had happened and to be left alone.
"No last name?" he asked.
Spencer smiled. "Not for the moment."
She knew that the man wouldn't ask too many questions. After all this was an old motel, not the Ritz.
Spencer got into the motel room and lay on her bed crying. She knew forgetting Toby would be hard but he had made her suffer so badly.
When Spencer woke up the next morning she felt sick to her stomach but literally this time. She had spent the morning throwing up and she was dreading to find out why that was.
She quickly ran to the closest corner store and bought a pregnancy test. She didn't want it to be true. She had been praying the whole morning. Carrying Toby's child? That would cause way too much pain for her. She didn't know what to do. What about her dreams of going to college? Would they all be blown away too? She knew –A had screwed up her life but not to that point. She was too scared to even think about it.
As she walked back from the store she could hear her heart thumping. The only thing she could think of was Toby. She knew she wasn't going to tell him if anything happened. Picturing Toby as a father broke her heart too much. She knew that Toby couldn't be trusted after all, he had betrayed Spencer and her friends cold-bloodedly.
She brought the pregnancy test back to her motel. She sat in the room for hours debating on what to do. She was scared, sad and a complete mess but when she looked at the result she knew her life was never going to be the same.
The test was positive.