Careful what you wish for
"Ugh I wish my mother never died!" Toby yelled. Toby wakes up one morning in his old house to find his mother alive. Toby's wish came true. His life seems perfect now. There's just one problem. His girlfriend, Spencer has no idea who he is. Now Toby will have to convince her that he is her true love. When Toby realizes his life isn't so perfect, he will try to get it back the way it was and his first step is to get Spencer to fall in love with him all over again.
Toby's pov
Christmas is supposed to be the greatest time of year, but for me not so much. In the past I would celebrate Christmas with my mother. We would sing Christmas carols while decorating the house and baking Christmas cookies. After dinner on Christmas Eve we would sit around the fire drinking apple cider while my mom told me stories about when she was a little girl. I remember her telling me the story of when her father first told her about Santa. She was four years old and believed in him super hard. Ever Christmas Eve she would set out a plate of milk and cookies for Santa and carrots for the reindeer. My mother and I did the same thing when I was little. Sometimes my dad would join us on our little celebration. After my mother died my dad and I never did any of that. I haven't done any of that celebration stuff in five years.
I sat in my truck and sighed as I unbuckled my seat belt. Spencer invited me over to help her decorate her house for a Christmas party her parents have every year. Since her parents are split up right now, this is a really hard time for Spencer. She hasn't really been in the mood to celebrate. This bums me out a little; because I was really looking forward to spending Christmas with the girl I love. Last year we we're still a new couple, so we didn't spend time with each other, but this year is our first real Christmas together as a couple. When I walked into the Hastings living room, instead of having Christmas carols playing, Spencer was blasting pop songs on the radio. I chuckled when I saw a tiny girl holding a huge box.
"Need some help with that?" I asked. "Oh no I'm fine. Just a girl carrying a box twice my size no biggie," Spencer said, sounding out of breath. I walked over and took the box from her hands. When I saw her, she looked incredibly tired and upset. "Is everything okay?" I asked while setting the box down. "Yeah, I just really hate Christmas," she said. "How can you hate Christmas. It's the best time of the year?" I said. "Maybe it's because every Christmas has been hell for me and this year my parents are split up," she said. "I'm guessing they didn't work this out," I said. "Yes and now neither one of my parents want to show up to the Christmas party, because they're afraid to run into each other," she said. "Do you need help decorating?" I asked. "I'm not decorating, I'm putting everything back in the attic," she said.
"What why?" I asked. "If my family's not around to celebrate Christmas then I don't want all this crap hanging up taunting me. That's almost as bad as when my parents went to visit Melissa in Philly without me for Christmas when I was in 8th grade," she said, while picking up a smaller box. "Spencer just because your parents aren't here, doesn't mean you have to put all of this stuff away," I said. "I don't want this out. I'm perfectly fine sitting on my couch, reading divergent, while listening to pop music," she said. "What about baking cookies and singing Christmas carols or drinking apple cider," I said. "That sounds real nice Toby, but this isn't a Christmas story," she said. "What if we called the girls over, they could bring their loved ones and we could have a little get together of our own. Come on Spencer I haven't celebrated Christmas in five years, six counting this year," I said. "That's tough, I haven't celebrated a Christmas since I was six," she said. I give her my best puppy dog face; because I know she can't say no to it.
"No come on Toby, don't make that face," she said. I could tell she was trying hard not to give in. I stuck out my bottom lip a little and gave her the puppy dog eyes, something that always makes her crack. She tries hard not to crack a smile and says "Toby that's not far." I don't say anything to her; I just stand there with my puppy dog face. "Okay fine." I smiled when she finally gave in. I give her a big hug and say "I knew there was a reason I liked you." She laughed and said "I swear sometimes you're like a nine year old trapped in an eighteen year olds body." "Thank you. Now should I call the girls or do you want to?" I asked. "I should, they wouldn't believe you if you invited them for a Christmas party at my house. They would most likely ask you if you're drunk," she said. I chuckled and kissed the top of her head.
An hour later the girls showed up with their boyfriends, of course Emily showed up with Alison. I still shiver every time she walks by. I'm still not over everything that's happened to me because of her, but she's Spencer's friend and for Spencer I would do anything for her, even if that means playing nice with the devil. When they all showed up we sat down on the couch eating the pizza that Spencer ordered. I know pizza isn't exactly the thing to be eating on Christmas Eve, but it's better than nothing. "After dinner we should exchange gifts and then watch a movie," Hanna suggested. "No you're supposed to open presents on Christmas day," Emily said. "In my house we would all open one present on Christmas Eve, so that's what we can do," Hanna said. "My family never did that," Emily said. "I agree with Hanna, my family does that too," Aria said. "I agree one gift tonight,' Ezra said. "I agree with Hanna,' Caleb said. "I think I'm going to go with Emily's idea to wait,' Alison said, while placing her hand on Emily's shoulder. "What about you, Spencer and Toby?" Alison asked. Spencer glared at Alison, since she out of all people know Spencer's not a big fan on Christmas.
"I don't care what we do," Spencer said. "Great, what about you Toby or are you going to agree with Spencer, because you're afraid to have your own opinion?' Alison asked. "Ali," Spencer scolded. I patted Spencer's shoulder and said "relax Spence, its fine. I'm going to say let's open one gift tonight." Alison smiled "greet, so let's clean up the dishes and then open presents." We all stood up and put our dishes in the sink. Spencer, Emily, Alison and I did the dishes, while the other's sat on the couch waiting for us. "Spence, could you help us with the DVD player?" Aria asked. "My hands are full, Emily could you help them?' Spencer asked. Emily nodded and dried off her hands, before walking over to them.
"I'm surprise you agreed to this Spence. In all my years of knowing you, you never gave in to something like this," Alison said. "Yeah well turns out you didn't know me that well after all," Spencer said. "What's that supposed to mean?" Alison asked. "It means you've never really known me. You were always too busy wrapped up in your own games that you didn't even realize a lot of people have been hurt because of you," Spencer said. "Gee Spencer, why don't you just kick me out already," Alison said. "That's fine with me I didn't invite you over," Spencer said. "Is this Spencer talking or is this Spencer talking for Toby?" Alison asked. "What's that supposed to mean?' Spencer asked while crossing her arms. "I'm just saying, Toby's changed you," she said. "Yeah he has, but it's for the better," Spencer said. "I guess Toby owes you. He used to be the poor sad boy wearing strip shirts walking around with his mommy!" Alison taunted. "Ali, stop it!" Spencer yelled. "Spencer I need some air, I'll be back," I said, while slipping my arms from around her waist. While those two stood there battling it out, I got in my truck and drove back to my loft.
Tear's where streaming down my face, I really miss my mom. I walk up the steps to my loft and slam the door behind me. There was a box filled with pictures of my mom under my bed in my room. I walked back there and opened it up. I smiled at one picture with my mom holding me up on a bike. Back then everything was so simple and I had nothing worry about. I found another picture of me and my mom sitting by the Christmas tree. It was the last Christmas we spent together. I clench the picture in my hand and yelled "ugh I wish my mother never died!" I set the picture back down and lay back in my bed, with tears streaming down my face.
I blinked my eyes once and when I opened them back up I was lying in my old room at my old house. I blinked my eyes a few more times to see if what I'm seeing is real and it is. I'm really lying down in my old room. I sit up in my bed and look around to see all my stuff the way I left it back when I was fourteen. How did I get in my old room and why is everything the way I left it? The selves by the window were filled with the model cars I once made. I kind of miss building stuff, ever since I enrolled in the police academy I haven't had much time to build stuff. When I looked in the mirror I noticed I still looked eighteen, so my age hasn't changed. The sound of someone walking around in the kitchen startled me. I slip on my shoes and walk out into the kitchen. There was a woman with her back turned to me, standing at the stove. I could hear her humming softly to herself, while she mixed the eggs. The back of her head looked like my mothers. I shook my head "no it can't be."
"Toby is that you?" she said, while turning around. I gasped when I saw my mother's face. There she is standing there in her favorite red sweater making breakfast. "Mom," I said. "Yes it's me Toby, did you sleep alright?' she asked. "You're alive," I said. "Of course I'm alive. Why wouldn't I be?" she asked. "How is this possible?" I asked. "Are you sick Toby?" she asked, while touching my forehead. "No I'm just really happy to see you," I said, while giving her a hug. She chuckles and says "I'm glad to see you too son. Now go upstairs and get dressed." "Yes mom," I said and then ran upstairs.
When I walked into my room there was a brunette girl sitting on my bed picking at her finger nails. "Who they hell are you?" I asked, while slamming the door. "Maya," she said. "I thought you were dead," I said. "I am," she said. "Then what are you doing here?' I asked. "To grant your wish," she said. "What wish?" I asked. "You made a wish that your mother never died and now it came true. Your mother never died, so now your life is different," she said. I smiled and said "So this is my life now?" She nodded "yes, but I must warn you…" I cut her off before she could finish "oh my god. My mom's alive I have to go tell Spencer, I can't wait for her to meet my mom!" I exclaimed, while running out of my room. Toby was out the door, so fast that he didn't hear Maya warning him about Spencer.
Okay, so this is my new fanfic, careful what you wish for. Basically Toby made a wish that his mother never died and it comes true. Now he lives in the present day world where is mother never died. Since his mother never died things are different. It's basically a story about Toby waking up in an Alternate universe. Spencer will act very different in this story, just to warn some of you.
Sneak peek of next chapter
Toby stood in front of the Hastings doorway waiting for someone to answer. Finally the door opens and Melissa is the one standing there. She was dressed up in a grey suit, with her hair up in a bun. "May I help you?" she asked. "Is Spencer here?" I asked. Melissa scuffled "she better not be." "Melissa where is Spencer?' I asked. "She's not welcome here," she said. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Spencer hasn't been welcome here for the last two years," she said.