On the couch
Spencer's POV
I woke up and looked around. I knew where I was and I knew what I had done. I was on Wren's couch and I had kissed him. I was drunk yes, but I had wanted to kiss him for a while. I also knew he wanted me which was why I was so surprised when he turned me down. I needed to sit up, but I didn't want to face the headache I would get when I did.
I could feel it just about ready to start. It wouldn't be a bad one, but hangovers were never fun. Wren walked in as I contemplated what to do. He had aspirin and water. He looked like hell himself "Thank you" I said as I downed the pills and water. He lifted my feet up and sat down before placing my legs on his lap.
"Hey what time is it?" I asked to break the silence "It's almost 11 why?" I groaned and slowly set up to avoid getting to bad of a headache "I'm late for school." I slid my shoes on and grabbed my phone. "Spencer… you know you are welcome here anytime right? My couch is always open." I didn't answer at, but I almost asked if his bed was open. "I may take you up on that if things home don't get better."
Wren smiled and stood up to pull me into his arms. He kissed me with lips that tasted like something sweet… like a fruit. He must have been awake for a while. When he broke the kiss I felt a bit dizzy. Damn hangover. Wren walked me to the door as the dizziness got worse. I knew then something wasn't right. Before I could register what exactly I felt really cold and then things went dark. I felt Wren behind me "Easy Spencer". Had he drugged me? I couldn't control my body, but I could feel what was happening to me. I landed on something soft just before all consciousness left me.
Wren's POV
I woke up and headed to the kitchen. I was glad I hadn't actually drunk anything otherwise the plan would never have worked. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a peach before going to check on Spencer. She was still asleep, but I figured it wouldn't be for long. I grabbed a glass and filled it with water. I set two pills that looked like aspirin beside it before eating my peach.
Once I finished I watched Spencer until she opened her eyes. I took her the meds and water. I watched her down it without another thought. She had no reason to distrust me. It would take 20 minutes before it set in. Technically it took 21, but no matter. Once she asked the time I put my plan in action to get her to stay. I offered my house and kissed her. The kiss took up the most time. It would be obvious if I stalled her anymore. When she stood I panicked because she had no sign of the meds working.
When she started for the door I started looking for something to knock her out himself. I came up behind her just as she fell into me. I caught her before she took us both down. I dragged her to the couch and waited for the full effects to hit her. Once I was sure she was out I moved her to my room. I set her on my bed and opened my closet. It was about time I got to use this. I slide the floor door open, returned to Spencer and took her down. She was mine now; just like I always wanted her to be.
It would probably take a year or so to break her. I had the time. I had the patience. And I had the experience. I pulled the blanket that was on the bed [which I had bought just for her] over her sleeping body. I knew the effects of the pills made the victim cold. I looked at my watch, there was at least 6 more hours before she was awake. I went back into my room feeling overwhelmingly happy.
Spencer's POV
I woke up feeling cold as ice and hungry. I was lying on a bed that was unfamiliar. It hit me that Wren had done something. Had he drugged me? Where was I? Was I in his basement? I decided against screaming… maybe I could surprise him when he came back down. I continued to lie where I was under the blanket pretending to still be unconscious. It was hard not to fall asleep, but I focused hard on any noise that would indicate he was coming back.
I figured it was 3 or so hours before I heard a weird scraping noise. I couldn't stop my heart from racing, but I stayed still and breathed as evenly as I could. I could hear footsteps coming towards me. "Spencer. I'm smarter than you think. I know you are awake. I'm not coming any closer than this until you sit up." I wanted to punch him so badly. I sighed and opened my eyes and sat up. He gave me that smile I used to think was absolutely charming, but now I saw it as sick and sadistic. "You know" he said as he took a chair I hadn't seen earlier "I couldn't have chose a better time to take you.
Everyone is just gonna think you ran away. I guess I should thank you for that." I gave him a glare as cold as I could, but didn't say anything. I had to pick my moments. He cocked his head to the side "Are you just going to ignore." I hated that I loved the sound of his accent. It made everything he was saying sound better even if it was absolutely sick. I rolled my eyes "Well what would you like me to say?" He gave me a smirk "Well I imagine you'd like to know why you are here." I nodded. He smiled for a second, but then his smile faded "Because you belong to me." I narrowed my eyes at him "You know we were making progress. We kissed… you just screwed yourself on me ever being yours." He gave me this look that I couldn't describe… it was just so… helpless and dark. He didn't say anything as he left. Had I just screwed my chance at ever surviving?