Author's Note: Okay, so this takes place right after episode 2x17. So this is my first multi-chapter fanfic! So go easy on me but let me know what you think in reviews and let me know any suggestions.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pretty Little Liars, but I wouldn't mind owning Toby Cavanaugh ;).
After Toby left his truck, I asked the girls to leave so I could be alone. Not seeing Toby was killing me alone, but when he gave back his truck and took off was the last nail in my coffin. Saying goodbye to my friends, I made my way to my room and gave into the tears that threatened to spill for the past month.
After a good hour of crying into my pillow, I heard the front door open. My head snapped up as I wiped a few lingering tears from my cheeks. I quietly got up from my bed. I had no idea who it could be, Melissa had moved back into her townhouse in Philly and my parents were in New York for the weekend, again.
My heart pounded as I tried to think about who it could be. I drew a blank as I crept toward my door and down the stairs.
"Hello Spencer!" I heard someone say and I screamed at the top of my lungs. "Whoa, Spence, it's just me," I turned around and saw Wren standing in my kitchen.
"Wren, what are you doing here? And how did you get in, I thought I locked the door," I couldn't believe he was here. His longing stares and not-so-subtle attempts at flirting were not what I wanted to deal with right now.
"Well, the carpenter found out about us and I thought I should let you know," he said while his eyes started to wander from my face to other parts of my body. I shifted uncomfortably under his intense stares.
"The carpenter has a name," I said through gritted teeth while I felt a sting in my eyes. "And there is no us, Wren. I had a weak moment that meant nothing to me," I replied as I stared to move to the door to let him out. But Wren didn't get the idea and made his way over to the couch like he still lived here.
"If it meant nothing to you, why did you have your friend tell him we were together?" he questioned in his annoying English accent.
"It's complicated," I said feeling my heart ache as he reminded me of the awful lie I asked Emily to tell him. You have to protect him. I reminded myself.
"You can tell me anything Spencer. I will always be here for you," Wren said while he stared at my lips.
I don't know what came over me, but I found myself telling Wren about how hard things had been for me the past few weeks, only leaving out the parts about A wanting to take away everything that was important to me.
As the time passed, Wren sat closer and closer to me. He had become less and less like his normally formal self. Any excuse he could find to touch me was instantly used.
"Here, you have a little smudge on your face," Wren said as he leaned in to wipe his thumb across my cheek. It wasn't until now that I smelled the liquor on his breath.
"Have you been drinking?" I asked as I pulled away from his touch.
"Maybe just a little," he said moving closer to me. I moved away again, but he just followed. "Spencer, did anyone ever tell you how beautiful you are?" he asked leaning closed.
"Actually, yes," I said standing up. "Toby has, you know, the carpenter who I just poured my heart out to you about." I replied moving towards the door to let Wren out.
"Spencer, how could you love the boy who murdered you're best friend?" he asked while he shut the door I had just opened to let him out. He pushed his body against mine and I backed into the door, trapped.
"How dare you say that about Toby, you don't know him the way I do. No one does. And if my memory is correct, the charges on Toby were dropped," I said trying not to show the fear that was creeping into my system at the position Wren currently had me in.
"He blinded his own sister. Is that really the kind of company you want to keep? Spencer you're better off with someone like me. Someone smart and can take care of you. You never know, one day he could snap and blind you too," Wren stated matter of factly.
"You know nothing about that night and have no right to make horrible assumptions about Toby!" I screamed in his face, but this only seemed to encourage Wren more.
"Spencer, you belong to me, I had you first," Wren said with a little anger in his voice.
"I don't belong to anyone, especially not you!"
"Don't you see, I know you love me and you want this just as much as I do," and with that Wren crashed his lips to mine.
I tried to force him away, but he was too strong. He grabbed both my wrists into one hand above my head and held them there. As I struggled with him, he tried to gain access to my mouth, but I refused and turned my head to the side to avoid any more of his sloppy kisses. Wren lifted me up and dropped me on the couch quickly climbing on top of me.
I wriggled to get free as Wren forced my shirt off. "Stop! What are you doing?" I yelled at him but he seemed unfazed and continued to struggle with his belt.
When the full force of what Wren was trying to do hit me, I became desperate. I shoved his chest as hard as I could and managed to push him to the floor. I got up to run, but he caught my leg and I fell to the ground. Wren was on top of me instantly, pulling down my jeans.
"Spencer, it's ok. This is what you want," Wren said in a gruff voice.
"Wren stop! Please!" I begged as I began to cry. "No, this isn't what I want. I don't love you!" I screamed as he finally got his jeans off.
He hurt me over and over.
When he was done, he stood, zipped his pants, and left. I lay on the soft carpet, shaking as tears stained my face. Mascara ran down my cheeks, bruises and hickeys dotted my body. With a shaking hand, I pulled the blanket from the couch and wrapped myself in it. I sobbed into the blanket, hating Wren for doing this to me, hating my parents for never being home, and hating myself for what happened to me. I never wanted something so much as I need Toby right now. He would hold me and whisper soft words to me, promising it would be ok. Toby, I thought to myself, I just need you.
Author's Note: let me know if anyone wants me to continue in a review. Criticism is welcome, but no flames. So please review and let me know what you think. Thanks for reading.