Chapter 9 Wait
/Ok I'm just trying to make the story complex please don't hate me.
/but what makes a good bad guy is the fact that you want to like him. SO please no hate reviews. Writing about reviews I did a review thanking you guys but I don't know it you saw it so I wanted to add it in again. thank you for reviewing. I always get excited to hear what you guys think and maybe even get a few ideas. Any way enjoy
It had been a week Aria stayed with Spencer. Aria could see a gradual improvement from day to day. But she knew for the real healing to begin she would eventually have to see Wren. Aria wasn't too fond of the idea, but at the same time she knew if Spencer stayed away too long from Wren, she would eventually forgive him or even take him back. Spencer had to see him for what he really was. Aria watched her friend closely as she sat curled up in bed reading The catcher and the Rye. Again Spencer had called out from work. There was no way she could avoid Wren at the hospital. And she couldn't focus on her job while he was around. Aria had been able to push around some of her book stuff, but the week was up, she had a mandatory meeting with her agent and her publisher that she couldn't miss. She had talked to Spencer about it earlier in the morning and Spencer had dismissed it quickly saying that she was fine. But Aria had a feeling in her gut screaming at her not to leave her alone, not tonight.
"Maybe I can call Hannah or Emily". Spencer folded the current page she was on and closed the book. "No you can't call Hannah because Hannah will tell Emily who will tell Toby. The last thing I need is for that to happen".
"Why does it matter if Toby knows or not"? Aria asked, observing the way Spencer said his name. "It's nothing to be ashamed of, all relationships have problems, and in this particular case you didn't even cause those problems".
"I don't like the idea of him knowing, and plus Wren would go crazy if Toby was to get some insight on our problems". Aria didn't like that she was still worried about how Wren would react. But something else was going on with Toby and Spencer as well. She didn't want to jump to assumptions too soon. But maybe she could see what happens when the two of them interact with each other again.
"We could make Emily promise not to tell", Aria suggested.
"We both know Emily can't keep a secret like Emily". Spencer shot back. "Besides she's not even talking to me, she chose Toby remember".
"Stop it, you know Emily loves you", Aria replied. Spencer shook her head in disagreement.
"Not anymore, and I don't blame her look at what I've turned into".
"Hey you're still Spencer Hastings, and we would all love you no even if you turned into a squirrel. You'd be our squirrel".
"Wow thanks yea definitely something to look forward to".
"You sure you don't want anyone here"? Aria asked again, this time serious. She watched her friend closely.
"No, I think it would be good to be on my own for a while", Spencer replied honestly.
Spencer waited 10 minutes after Aria left before she went for her laptop. She needed to see the videos, she needed to see how sick Wren really was. Just the very sight of all the various folders Spencer could feel her stomach tighten. It sickened her to the core, but she needed to see it. She chose a random folder and picked another random video. It was in the apartment. They were on the sofa kissing passionately. Wren started to push Spencer head south.
"What are you doing"? Spencer asked confused. Wren shyly nudged his head south. A sly grin on his face.
"Come on it could be fun". Spencer seem hesitant. "For me"? Wren asked, his big brown eyes looked so sweet. Spencer could feel her heart ache, he had so much control over her. Spencer agreed and got on her knees. Wren let out a moan. "Oh Spencer", he exclaimed breathlessly. Spencer quickly closed the video browser. How did he have this much control over me? She asked herself. She could see endless times of this happening. The things that he made her do so easily. It wasn't healthy.
"Spencer"?
Spencer almost fell out of her chair, this was not a video. She quickly got to her feet spinning around. Wren held up his hands as if to come in peace. He wore that same sweet smile on his face that had made her cave so many times before. Spencer could feel her eyes sting with tears and her throat close up. Who was she kidding she always would love him, she could never leave him. Not permanently
"How have you been"? Wren asked.
"Now you want to talk?" Spencer asked her voice shaky. The smile on his face dwindled.
"Not particularly, I was trying to be nice", he replied. He let his hands fall down to his side. "I see you haven't changed the locks".
"I can't do this right now", Spencer stated.
"Then when Spencer"? Wren asked, annoyance clearly evident in his voice. Spencer took a small step back trying to put some distance between the two of them.
"Why would you hurt me like this? Are you really that evil?" The words slipped out of her mouth barely a whisper. She couldn't stop herself from asking.
"Don't you think your being a little over dramatic"? Wren asked. The playfulness returning to his voice. Spencer shook her head. She couldn't believe that this was all a joke to him. "Spencer I'm sorry I didn't tell you about the camera but come on, lets be adult about this, we were 2 consenting adult. And even so It's not as if I put the thing up on YouTube".
"That's bull and you know it, I never consented to you recording us. I never consented to you touching me while I was unconscious".
"Poppycock, you always woke up at the end and you seem more than ok with it if I might add", he replied. Spencer held her head. Memories flooding her mind of her waking up to find Wren on top of her. Those big brown eyes staring down at her with such love. No it wasn't love Spencer corrected herself. Wren made his move, sweeping in on Spencer before she could notice. He had her in his grasp once again. Unlike before she never really fought back. But it was like something had taken control of her something that wanted to fight back. Spencer folded her hand into a fist and took a swing at Wren. She missed. At this Wren grew impatient and pushed Spencer down to the ground. "Stop it before you piss me off", he snapped. There it was, the real Wren. She could feel what ever courage and bravery she had fade away, her body grew still."Get up", he ordered.
She shakily got to her feet. Wren took her hands into his. His eyes sincere. "Spencer I love you, there can never be anyone else only you, now I gave you all of me. This was what you wanted all of me. It's not something that you can just forget or give back to the person. You know this, I know this because you gave all of your self to me. The proofs are in those videos". At the mention of the videos Spencer dropped her eyes to the floor. Wren gripped her chin gently forcing Spencer to return his gaze.
"You still love me, I can see it in your eyes". Wren spoke confidently.
"I will always love you', Spencer spoke her voice broken. Wren let a new smile stretch across his face. "But I can't do this", Spencer spoke her voice a whisper.
"Sure you can", Wren encouraged. He ran his thumb across her cheek the way he knew she liked. Spencer tried to turn away but he only moved in closer. "I can feel it on you right now, you want me just as much as I want you. You need me just as much as I need you".
"Wren, don't you see your killing me". Spencer pleading with her eyes trying to make him understand. Wren gazed into her eyes for a moment. A silence stretched out between them.
"Is this", he paused and pressed his lips against her. He moved his lips expertly caressing her, all the while sucking on her bottom lip. Just as he started to he stopped and pulled away, leaving Spencer with an unsatisfied feeling of needing more. "Killing you"? Spencer closed her eyes. Her mind was slowly falling apart in her head. Wren moved in for a second kiss but Spencer turned away. She wanted to kiss him so badly but she couldn't. This isn't love!
"No Wren, don't you get it". She lifted up her shirt revealing an array of black and blue chest and stomach. Spencer regained eye contact with him. Her voice breaking. "I love you so much that I let you do this to me". She turned round to reveal her back as well. The back the discoloration was wider. The black reminded Wren of a dying patient he had once treated so many years ago, before he met Spencer. ." I love you so much I let you use me as a sex toy, letting you have me anywhere anyhow, that's the proof that's in those videos" Spencer cried. "I love you so much that I would chose you over my friends and my career". Spencer cried. "I love you so much that you could beat me down right now and I would still make love to you afterwards. Don't you see how that's killing me"? Spencer was practically broken when she finished. She let her shirt fall back down to cover herself.
Wren took a step back. His eyes had grown irritated his throat locked up. He ran his hand through his hair. Trying to act cool, and contained. But he couldn't get himself contained, he was over emotional. This wasn't good. It was his turn to drop his eyes to the floor. Wren couldn't begin to count the number of hours he stayed awake watching Spencer sleep in fear that if he closed his eyes for a moment she would disappear. There were no words in this universe that could describe what he felt when he touched her skin. At one point he remember he had to excuse himself to cry after they had sex. It was too good, he hadn't felt worthy of a feeling so…so. A small gasp escaped Wren. He quickly turned away from Spencer trying to steady his thoughts. Trying to find a way to show her. He couldn't lose her, how did she now get that. How could he explain? How could he make her understand that he loved her so much that when she would say no to him it was like getting shot. Being burned alive, being decapitated. That he may not have had the physical bruises but he knew of the pain. Oh yes he knew the pain that she could cause. He felt it the first time he saw her in the hall with Andrew. Then when Toby looked at her, he didn't want to admit it but he saw her looking back at him too. How could he make her see that he physically needed her or he would lose his mind? That he couldn't cope without her. He himself didn't understand why he hit her, at times it didn't even feel like him. But it needed to happen he couldn't stop it, if he didn't hit her then he would hurt himself. He didn't know how to stop it, it had taken over now and it honestly scared him.
"Someone once told me 'to truly love someone meant that you never have to say their sorry", Wren finally spoke. His voice sounded broken. No longer did it have that playful teasing. His eyes were grave and his lips pressed firmly together. He turned to face Spencer. "I can't lose you, do you get that". "When you love someone, it means that they never have to say their sorry Spence. Now if you truly loved me, I wouldn't have to say I'm sorry".
Spencer sat down on the bed, their eyes never losing contact. He slowly walked over and joined their on the bed. No one spoke for a while. They sat their quietly letting the silence fill the room.
"You say you love me, but I don't believe you", he finally spoke. "I know I love you, because after everything you've done. I could care less if you said you were sorry or not". His brown eyes locked in her gaze. She could see it, he believed every word he said. "Or maybe you do? Maybe this isn't you but your friends are the ones keeping us apart". Wren took her hand into his. All the while keeping his eyes on hers. Spencer couldn't look away if she wanted to. She could feel herself slipping back into him. She knew this wasn't good but she couldn't stop it.
This wasn't right, she knew it wasn't, yet she couldn't pull herself away from him. He had wrongfully taped her yes, but that didn't mean he didn't love her did it. "Was it your friends that told you to kick me out"? He asked.
"No it wasn't", Spencer answered truthfully. Wren leaned in closer to Spencer, he could now feel her breath in the air around him.
"Are you sure they aren't trying to keep us apart"? He asked. His lips lightly brushed over hers. He needed her now, he couldn't stop himself. He needed to feel connected to her again or he was going to lose it. Every second they spent apart was like a hundred daggers stabbing him.
"They aren't, they know how much you love me". Spencer answered honestly. Aria hadn't said anything about having to leave Wren. In fact she just wanted her to heal and get a clear head. "Please stop Wren", Spencer finally asked, she couldn't form a single thought in her mind with him this close.
"Do you really want me to stop? Don't you want us to be close again like we use to"? Spencer could feel herself leaning into him.
Bang Bang Bang. Spencer pulled away from Wren, she basically jumped off the bed. What was she doing? Bang Bang Bang. Someone was knocking on the door. "I do love you. But I can't trust you anymore". Spencer spoke up her voice louder.
"I don't know if I ever can". She turned and walked out of the bedroom to answer the door. She had given Aria her keys, so Spencer knew it couldn't be her. She opened the door to find two shocking blue eyes starring at her. Spencer couldn't believe her luck. What on earth was he doing here?
