Chapter 7 While I was sleeping!

/Again more mature content. Just keep in mind I needed to make a way for Spencer to snap and this kind of popped into my head

/I realize that this is crazy and might be upsetting for some people. So if sensitive do not read!

1 week later

Spencer just finished cleaning up the mess in the dining area, yet after another incident. She couldn't even remember what she had done wrong. Lately she has been having a hard time remembering what her actual mistakes were. She was 90% sure that she had a percussion. How serious, she didn't know. Putting away the cleaning supplies she noticed a hard drive tucked away at the back of the cupboard, it was sticking out under what seem to be a cleaning cloth. The hard drive looked vaguely familiar, she might have seen Wren with it a while back when she first moved in with Wren. Spencer had always been a curious person, so naturally she wanted to see what was on the small device. A small voice at the back of her head screamed "don't". She ignored the voice. The flash drive had several different folders. All labeled what appeared to be at first different rooms of the apartment, bathroom, bedroom, living from, kitchen, sofa, floor, washing machine. Spencer read down the list the more abstract the list became. "Dining table, hospital parking lot, beach, unconscious, first time, Persian rug. Her gut was screaming at her, something was wrong very wrong. Her subconscious was picking up on something that she didn't like.

She double clicked on the beach. Half thinking it could have something to do with the small vacation they took a while back to the beach. 3 different video files. Something was screaming at the back of her mind, a link that she was missing. She clicked on the first one. Spencer recognized the beach right away, but she still couldn't help feel that something was terribly wrong. Wren didn't walk with a video camera, wren didn't own a video camera she thought to herself. It was a video just looking out at an empty beach it seem to be high up maybe placed in a palm tree. Why would he hide something like this from her, he liked to watch the ocean nothing wrong with that. She was about to close the video window when she saw herself run into view on the wore shorts and a loose fitting t-shirt. A bikini underneath was worn to be a bra. Wren close behind caught up to her and wrapped his hands around her. He work a blue plaid shirt undone with red swimming trunks. Spencer smiled at the memory. But realization quickly dawned on her. Wait this was where... Spencer watched mortified as they wrestled. Soon it transformed into kissing and removing of the clothes. She quickly closed the video. Someone had taped them!

He wouldn't, he couldn't. She clicked the kitchen folder, 8 video files in this folder. A small voice in her in her head told her it was a match. She clicked on one random video file. Sure enough she watched as he lifted her up onto the counter. "Why not the bedroom"? Spencer asked him. "Because the kitchen would be so much more fun", Wren replied. He started to undo Spencer's pants button. Spencer turned away her face burned. Did he know about this? She looked at the still playing video and she could see Wren at one point looking at the camera and smiling. Her stomach felt sick, her head dizzy. This was too much. She shut her laptop, walked out to the kitchen. Memories filled her head. How had she been so easy to manipulate?

Spencer then walked into the dinning room. Once in the dinning room she scanned the room three times. Searching for anything that looked out of place. The first time was quick and frantic she missed things. The second time she made note of a few places that needed to be polished. The third time she noticed things that were out of place. A set of keys a pen and a small blue elephant sculpture. It was placed quite smartly on the china cabinet next to a small porcelain figurine. This was supposed to be on Wren's bedside. Spencer picked up the small elephant ornament and examined it more clearly in the eye of the elephant she saw it the camera lens. Wait this was usually on Wren's bedside she thought. She heard a voice in the back of her mind ask her "why?".

Spencer opened back her laptop begging for this not to be true. She clicked on the unconscious video. 58 videos. Spencer could her breath caught in her throat, preventing her from breathing. Her head grew heavy She clicked on the first video. Wren laid in bed starring up at the ceiling. He looks at the camera and smiles. "Spencer", he calls her. No answer at this his smile widens. He picks up the camera and points it at a sleeping spencer. He raises up her shirt revealing her breast. Spencer watches mortified as he starts to fondle them and touch them all the while she is still sound asleep. It isn't anything that he hasn't done to her before consciously but at the same time, she was unconscious. It was without her knowledge or consent. Spencer felt violated and dirty. Soon he moved his hands to between her legs. Spencer can no longer hold back the tears as she watches him. Sleeping spencer makes a small moan at this Wren laughs. "I know you like that". Soon he rest the camera down on the night stand. She gets a side view of him kissing her breast as he moved his hands between her legs. Sleeping Spencer breath starts to pick up. Soon she opens her eyes alert. Her breathing turns into panting as Wren doesn't stop.

"Wren what are you doing"? She asks him confused. She tries to remove his hand but he uses his free hand to pin hers down. Spencer doesn't really try to fight him at first.

"Shhh, baby I want you to cum for me", he states. Spencer tries to free her hand but fails all the while her breathing increases, she fights off a moan. "That's it baby".

"Wait Wren", Spencer tries but she struggle to form complete sentences.

"Spencer I love you, don't you love me"? He asked. she struggles in thought, Spence could see it in her eyes. She could remember her exact thoughts at that moment. Spencer watched mortified as she gave in to him. Looking at this Spencer could remember thinking that yes in fact she did love him.

"Good girl", he encourages her. Spencer closes the video she can feel the throw up rise up her throat. She gets to the toilet just in time. Afterwards she rinses her mouth. Catches sight of herself in the mirror. Looking at her self was strange, she didn't recognize herself. She looked sick. her skin oddly pale bags under her eyes. Bruises that covered her arms. And she knew of plenty more that remained hidden underneath her t shirt. He had done this to her. She had let him do this to her, it was just as much her fault as it was his. She saw that now starring in the mirror. Just as she walked into the joining bedroom she hear the front door open.

"Wren", she calls him. Her voice hoarse and eyes distant. He comes into the bedroom and freezes when he sees the elephant on the desk, along with the flash drive plugged into her laptop.

"Hey that's mine".

"Don't", her voice cold. Spencer takes a deep breath and boldly looks him into the eyes. Her heart beating so fast. "Just don't". Their eyes met and Wren knew that she knew.

"We were two consenting adults, nothing wrong with video taping it". Spencer held up her hand, silencing him.

"First it was not just you recording of us having sex, but then I see you recorded me unconscious"?! Spencer held her head. "All this time, who know's what else you've been doing. I actually thought you love me".

"Spence_"

"Don't", Spencer exploded. "Get out".

"Now hang on this is our_".

"It's my name on the lease, Now get out before I call the cops", she screamed. Wren knew from the look in her eyes that she would do it. He didn't want the police to get involved in such a sensitive matter like this. He decided it best to let her cool down and have her tantrum. They were going to work through this. Beside he didn't like all the sneaking around anyway. He left silently.

Spencer lost track of time, she just knew it had been a while of her crying. But at the same time she couldn't bring herself to stop. She looked at her phone, it was 4 in the morning. She needed someone, she just couldn't be alone right now. But who could she call? A name popped into her head right away. She dialed the number quickly. She was surprise that they picked up on the second ring.

"Hi, um. It's me, I need you right now, I can't stop crying". Spencer started to break down again just thinking about how she could explain this. "Can you come over, maybe stay the night"?