SPENCER'S POV:

I woke up to the sun blaring through my window. I groaned, and blinked a few times to clear my eyes. I gasped when my vision cleared, for my room was atrocious. Broken glass lay scattered amongst the carpet, a trail of blood leading to the bathroom was very visible as well. My once white sink was covered in splashes of red, and my washcloth was no longer white either. Bloody footprints led out of my room and all around it.

I quickly sat up and threw the covers off my bed. Blood covered the sheets, and my arms were also covered in the dried liquid.
I thought it stopped bleeding last night…

I glanced at the clock. I had an hour until I had to leave for school. I bit my lip and looked around my room, hoping I'd be able to get it all cleaned up before my mom and dad woke up.

I hopped out of bed, but fell to the floor with a crash. Pain surged through my feet, and I winced as I felt blood leaving my body. A few pieces of glass had been lodged in my feet, and they had cut deeper when I stood.

"Shit." I groaned, as I pulled myself up to a sitting position. I carefully pulled the glass pieces out, and then crawled to my bathroom. The room was dark, but I knew where everything was. I fumbled with the cabinet handle for a minute before finally getting it open. The contents of the area were scattered as I scoured for Band-Aids. Eventually I found some, and I covered my feet with all I had until the cuts from the glass were covered. Gripping the counter, I pulled myself to my feet. I winced as more pain flooded my body, but it wasn't as severe now that the glass was gone.

I contemplated the idea of showering, but dismissed it when I thought of the amount of time I had. I ran my arm under some cold water instead, and washed off the evidence from last night. Eventually, all that was left on me were the very visible cuts from the night before. I groaned, how was I going to hide these?

Shaking my head, I continued cleaning up my bathroom and room. I swept as much of the glass as I could over to a corner, not wanting to rid myself of it yet. I threw my sheets in the wash along with my pajamas and clothing from the night before. The blood stains on the carpet were harder to remove, but with enough scrubbing my carpet was spotless. I also managed to get the ones on the steps, without my parents waking up.

I wiped my forehead and sat back against my bed, my room finally looking how it did the week before. Clean, and blood free.
Suddenly the door to my parents' room opened and I heard footsteps coming my way. I jumped to my feet.

"Spencer, are you awake?" My mom's voice was audible from the outside of my door.

"Yeah mom, just getting dressed here!" I quickly grabbed a pair of jeans and pulled them on.

"Okay, can I come in?"

"Just a minute mom!" I yelled, while slipping a shirt on. I ran a brush through my hair and put it up, to hide some of its messiness.

"Are you ready now?" My mom called.

"Almost!"

I glanced at my arm. The lines were still visible, I didn't know what to do. Makeup clearly wouldn't cover it up, and Band-Aids would be too obvious. Thinking quickly, I grabbed a sweater and was pulling it on when my mother burst into my room.

"Sorry honey, I just wanted to drop these off before you left." She smiled and handed me the laundry I had put in that morning.

"Oh, thanks mom." I smiled and she left the room. I glanced at my arms. The darkness of the sweater covered the cuts, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I set the sheets on my bed to mess with later, and walked downstairs.

My parents were still upstairs, so I grabbed an apple and fixed myself some coffee. I was on my way out the door when my mother finally came downstairs.

"Hey honey, how did you sleep?" She asked.

"Oh…uh it was fine." I stammered. Did she hear what I was doing last night?

"That's great. Are you feeling any better today?"

"Yeah. Sleep really helped." I lied.

"Oh that's good. Well you should get to school. If you need anything, you can always call." She smiled and walked over to the coffee pot.

"Thanks mom. See you later."

I walked out the door and sighed. She didn't seem to have suspected a thing. I looked down at my sleeves and tugged on them a little bit, paranoid that they would slide up my arm and show everyone my new secret.

I was still fumbling with my sleeves when Aria's car pulled up to my driveway.

"Earth to Spence, let's go!" She called. I walked over and got into her car.

"Thanks for picking me up." I muttered softly. I had texted her last night asking for a ride. Toby usually drove me, however I didn't want to see him at all.

"No problem." Aria smiled, and we sat in silence for a while.

"So…is there any reason as to why you were up at 2:30 in the morning?" She asked me.

So I maybe texted her more around the morning then at night…what does it matter?

"I uh…I couldn't sleep and remembered I needed a ride. Sorry." I mumbled.

"No don't be sorry, I just wanted to make sure you were okay. Are you?"

"Huh?" I had been playing with my sleeves, and zoned out a bit.

"Are you okay?" Aria asked.

"Oh! Of course!" I said with a fake smile. She smiled back, and turned to the road.

Minutes later we arrived at school. I opened the door and was about to dash to class, when I remembered to thank Aria.

"Hey, thanks again for the ride. Sorry it was such short notice."

"That's okay! I'm glad I got your text otherwise you'd probably be still standing at your house!" She joked.

I smiled halfheartedly and we walked into the building.