Spencer's POV:
I wake up in the morning to just another boring and lonely day. I don't even know if I regret doing what I did anymore. If I hadn't done it, I'd be dead. But death is much better than what I'm doing right now. Much better. Yeah. I guess I do regret it.
But then again, now I have a chance. A chance to come back. To come back for Toby. My one and only.
I sit up in my bed and my mind wanders back to that night for about the billionth time.
[FLASHBACK]
It was my wedding day. The biggest night of my life. I was wearing a beautiful white gown and I had three bridesmaids who wore beautiful orange mid-thigh dresses. I looked at myself in the mirror.
What was I doing? Am I ready for this? Back then I didn't know that it didn't matter. That I wouldn't be getting married, anyway.
I stared at myself in the mirror and tried my best to smile. I promised myself that I'd at least try this whole marriage with Wren thing.
Suddenly I heard a noise. "Han, is that you?" I called out.
"Hey babe" Wren said, coming into the room. I looked at him funny. He locked the door to the room.
"You know it's bad luck to see your fiancé the day of the wedding." I say matter-of-factly.
"But, that's only if you're getting married." He said. What?
I looked at him like 'ummm hello where have you been? We're getting married. Like now.'
"I never loved you, Spencer." He says. Love. I think. I don't think I love him either. He's sweet at times, but I've never actually loved someone.
Wren continues. "I," he says, grabbing my wrists and pinning them behind my back. "Want to kill you."
It takes a minute to process what Wren just said to me.
"Wren." I say softly, my wrists in pain. "Wren could you please let go? Wren you're hurting me."
Wren chuckles. "Now why would I let go... If my intention is to kill you?" Now I finally understand. Wren is serious. Thinking quickly, I remember there is a pin in the back of my dress, one that connects a beautiful bow to it. I slowly remove the bow and grab the pin. Even if its barely anything, I have some sort of protection.
Wren holds my wrists in one hand and uses the other to punch me, leaving a bruise on my cheek. "Ow!" I yelp in pain. "Wren please. Please just stop." I beg. He doesn't. He punches me again.
Then a thought occurs to me. Scream.
"Help!" I yell, but Wren quickly covers my mouth.
"Shut up." He says sternly and I do. Honestly, I'm just scared. He keeps on hitting me until I'm at the point where I'm begging. And Spencer Hastings never begs.
"Please. Wren please. Stop. Wren please." I beg. It takes all my strength and courage to free my right hand (the one with the pin) of his grasp. I stab him right where his heart is. This weakens him but he is not dead. I rush to my feet and grab a metallic water bottle and hit his head, knocking him unconscious. I think I just killed my fiancé.
I feel weak at my knees. I drop down and start crawling towards the door. I unlock it but do not have enough strength to open it. I fall down and let the tears come.
Suddenly, I hear someone entering. It's hard to understand who it is at first but then I see it is Wren's grandmother.
She looks from me to Wren and back to me. "You! You hurt my grandson! You will pay for this! You monster!" I was fighting to keep my eyes open. To understand what the grandmother was saying. I couldn't answer her. I could see she was doing something to me. I couldn't tell what. That was until I heard the words;
"You will always be haunted by Cupid's Curse, until-"
And then my eyes fluttered closed. I was awake, but my ears weren't processing anything anymore.
But even in my state, I knew what the Cupid's Curse was. I knew how vulnerable I was right then. And there was nothing I could do about it.
That was until I felt a pair of strong arms picking me up. A voice whispering to me. I didn't even notice the tears storming down my face until the voice said "hey, hey it's okay. You're safe now. No need to cry."
There was something about that voice that made it so soothing. That made the pain go away. I've never believed in love until that very moment.
I wondered what the voice's owner looks like. I wonder why he even cared to help me. To rescue me.
But they did. I don't know why. But they did. That was my last thought before everything went black.
[END OF FLASHBACK]
I shake myself out of the thought. I hate thinking back to that night. Even though I'm dead, and I'm not supposed to feel, I can still feel the pain when I think back to it. I'd much rather think about the next couple of days which followed my 'big wedding disaster'.
[FLASHBACK]
I wake up in a hospital bed. My eyes flutter open and next to me is a very handsome blue-eyed boy. He just looks at me.
"You're awake!" He exclaims. I recognize that voice. It's the voice that saved me. It's hard, but I manage to smile.
"Wh-who are you?" I stutter.
"I'm Toby. Toby Cavanaugh. I was attending your wedding. I'm Wren's dad's friend's brother."He says with a smile. "Do you, uhm, remember what happened?" He asks carefully and softly, to prevent me from breaking down.
"Y-yes, I think so." I say slowly. "It was my wedding with Wren and I was thinking about how maybe I wasn't ready for marriage and he came in- and..." the thought of that night triggers tears and soon my eyes are red and puffy. Toby puts his arm around me.
"Hey, it's okay. Don't cry. You're safe now. I'm here." He comforts. I don't know why, but his presence comforts me extremely. But at the same time I'm nervous. I instantly remember how terrible I must look. There's probably mascara running down my face. "Do you want to tell me what happened?" He asks softly. "Only if you're ready to speak about it."
I nod. "I- Wren, my fiancé, ex fiancé, came into the room and told me he didn't love me. And he said he wanted to kill me. And- and-" I paused, getting lost in Toby's ocean blue eyes. "And he started hurting me and punching me. And then I took the pin off from my dress and I- I stabbed him with it." Pause. "I didn't have a choice, he would have killed me!" I look to Toby who nods understandingly. "And he fell a bit and I took the chance to grab my metal water bottle and knock him unconscious. And- and I wanted to get out of there. But I couldn't. My body was failing me. I got to the door, unlocked it and just fell. Next thing I know Wren's grandmother came in and- she-" I stop and just burst into tears, burying my head in Toby's chest.
"Shhh," Toby says. "It's okay. Please don't cry. I love you." I stop crying when I hear the last part.
"Toby?" I ask, slowly looking up at him.
"I'm-I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, I-" he starts to babble but I cut him off.
"Toby." I say.
"Yes?" He asks nervously, avoiding looking me in the eye.
"I think I love you too." I place a soft kiss on his lips. We both smile into the kiss.
We just sit there smiling until I finally snap back into reality.
"Toby."
"Yes?"
"The Cupid Curse. Wren's grandmother gave me the Cupid Curse. And by the looks of it, I think she wants to kill me." I said quietly.
"I won't let that happen." He assures me.
[END OF FLASHBACK]
I definitely miss those days. I definitely miss being in love. Not that I'm not in love anymore, I still care about Toby more than anything.
But I'm dead. And I'm a Cupid Carrier. .As much as I hate it, I need to work for Cupid. Until something happens. I don't know what.
You're probably wondering how I died. I can tell you that it wasn't very pleasant.
And I definitely didn't deserve it. But at least my last few living days were decent. Actually, decent would be underestimating them. They were amazing.
[FLASHBACK]
I had spent the past couple of days with what I now confirmed was the love of my life. We had both forgotten about Cupid's Curse. We were just happy to have each other.
Toby is amazing. He cares about me. I care about him. We love each other.
Whenever he speaks, its like music to my ears. Whenever we touch, I feel a wash of electricity throughout my body. Whenever we kiss, fireworks go off in my head.
I never thought that I'd actually be in love.
Who would have thought Spencer Hastings would be in love?
I had stayed over at Toby's house since I had gotten out of the hospital. I had practically moved there. We spent every waking (and sleeping) moment together and I loved it.
One night, after Toby and I had gone to the beach (actually I was planning on tanning, but somebody *cough cough* Toby, picked me up and threw me into the water) and had a wonderful dinner, we were laying in bed, Toby's arm was around me and my head was on his bare chest. We had fallen asleep easily, in each other's arms.
But the next day, when I awoke, I wasn't in the safety of Toby's arms. I couldn't smell that wonderful smell of... I don't know how to describe it. It was just... it was Toby. I was alone. I was in a church... in the Rosewood church. On the bell tower. My wrists were tied behind my back. And my ankles were tied together. I was alone.
Or so I thought.
I saw Wren's grandmother. I guess I wasn't alone. Memories of the Cupid Curse swam into my mind. She was going to kill me.
"Mrs. Kingston." I said, playing dumb. "Hi. I don't know why I'm here. Would you mind untying me?" I asked ever so politely.
Wren's grandmother smiled evilly, but I tried my best to ignore it. "Sure, honey." Wow. That was easy. She went behind my back and I assumed it was to untie my wrists. I was wrong. Oh I had never been more wrong.
She grabbed me and just pushed me off the bell tower. It all happened so fast.
I heard a scream. I soon realized it was me who was screaming. I fell hard on the floor. My whole body ached.
"Toby" I whispered. I was fighting hard to keep my eyes open. Fighting to stay alive.
The last thing I saw was a puffy eyed Toby picking me up. "Spencer, no! Stay with me. Spencer. No. Stay with me, don't leave me! Spencer! I love you!" Toby yelled. "I love you." This time it was barely more than a whisper.
"I love you too." It took all of my remaining strength to say those words. I looked for the last time into those deep, ocean blue eyes. Those beautiful eyes, before I was possessed by darkness.
[END OF FLASHBACK]
That was how I died.
I miss Toby. I miss him everyday. I get to see him everyday, but he doesn't see me. Cause I'm dead. Just a dead Cupid Carrier.
And I will be a Cupid Carrier until I figure out what it is I need to do to come back to life. Come back to Toby.
I stood up and put on my Cupid Carrier uniform. It was an incredibly stupid and bright red dress with hearts all over it. It said in big letters:
Cupid Carrier:
Spencer Hastings
I hated the uniform. I hated life as a Cupid Carrier. Or... death as a Cupid Carrier. I don't know. I had to watch other people fall in love, and shoot arrows at people's butts while I could not be with the love of my life. I could not be in love.
But there's was something I've been doing for a while. It helps remind me that I can get through this. I can figure out what it is I need to do to come back to my Toby. I am Spencer Hastings and I will figure this out.
I fixed my hair and make up and made sure I looked perfect, even if he couldn't see me.
I was going to see him.
I was going to see the love of my life.
I was going to see Toby.
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Author's Note:
Hey guys so this is my new story.
It's AU so there will not be any -A.
So I hope you liked the introduction.
It's gonna be multi chapter but pretty short; the introduction, seven chapters and an epilogue.
Read & Review; Can I get two reviews by next chapter?
And BTW for those of you wondering what the hell the Cupid Curse is, it'll be explained in more detail soon.
Xoxo
