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Chapter 9
"You guys really pulled through with this," Hanna grinned as she held her champagne glass up high. She was seated with all of her friends in a nice loft her friends had rented for the night's party. "I really have the freaking best friends in the world, don't I?"
"I think you do," Emily smiled proudly, looking over at her blonde friend excitedly. "I mean, it was only right to throw you a fun bachelorette party. You've been talking about having a really wild one since you were, like... 12."
Hanna chuckled at the memory, shaking her head. She took a sip of her champagne before turning to her friends.
"Well, this is my last night as a free woman," Hanna said, sighing. "I better make the most of it. And I'll be so pissed if the guys are having more fun than we are."
"What are they even gonna do?" Alison scoffed, rolling her eyes. "Get strippers and drink?"
"Damn... strippers. Why didn't we think of that?" Emily chuckled.
"Who knows what the hell they're gonna do?" Aria laughed, shaking her head. "They better not get into too much trouble, though. Those boys are all in relationships."
"Yeah, well, lucky me," Emily grinned, putting her arm around her girlfriend. "I get to watch over her the whole night unlike the rest of you guys do with whoever you're with. You'll just have to keep hoping that they're being good."
"Excuse me? I think that you're the one who needs to be watched over, Em," Alison smirked. "Everybody here knows how you get when you have too much to drink. You know she came back to our room drunk yesterday?"
"Seriously, Em?" Hanna rolled her eyes. "God, have some self control."
"I went to Toby's room and had a few drinks. Big deal. What do you think I'm gonna do? Sleep with him?" Emily scoffed. "If you guys remember, I'm gay as hell." The girls all laughed. Emily added, "Besides, he's all Sp—" She quickly stopped herself when she saw Spencer's widening eyes. "I mean, Yvonne's," she corrected herself.
Spencer was relieved she didn't finish her original statement, but she was pretty sure it was already obvious what Emily was trying to say. Aria, Hanna, and Alison were all looking at her with intrigued and confused expressions. But to make things even worse: Yvonne was sitting right there, looking beyond uncomfortable.
"Didn't they break up?" Yvonne asked, scrunching her eyebrows with suspicion.
"Y-yeah, we did," Spencer nodded her head. That wasn't a lie. They did break up. And technically, they never really got back together. They just hooked up a few times... with some emotional strings attached. "A long, long time ago. I guess Emily's had a lot to drink already and has no clue what she's saying."
"Right," Yvonne nodded her head, smiling weakly, but she didn't look like she bought it too much.
The girls were reluctant to invite Yvonne to the bachelorette party, but it was only right since Spencer invited her for the wedding. And Spencer didn't want to make her feel unwelcome, so she convinced the other girls to let her tag along, insisting that she was a really nice girl (although truthfully, Spencer didn't even know anything about her). But Emily supported that statement, and at least she actually knew Yvonne.
But Spencer was starting to think that inviting her was a bad idea, especially considering what Emily just slipped out. And things could get worse, considering they were probably going to play some revealing games. Spencer just hoped that the focus stayed on Hanna the entire night, since it was her bachelorette party, after all.
"Okay, well, why don't we get started with the activities?" Aria smiled, trying to change the subject. "What was it first?"
"How well do you know the bachelorette," Spencer supplied, grinning back at her tiny friend.
She saw Yvonne shift in her seat uncomfortably. Maybe she didn't want to be here, either. Spencer could only imagine how weird it felt to hang out with the friends of her boyfriend's ex-girlfriend... And now she was supposed to play some game answering questions about how well she knew Hanna when she didn't even know Hanna?
Aria grabbed a sheet from the table, holding it up.
"Okay, we'll start with... Spencer," Aria announced. "Your question is: where did Hanna first meet Caleb?"
Spencer pondered it for a moment before confidently answering, "He was weirdly following you around school all the time." She chuckled to herself, "Didn't he, like... want to get information about you for Jenna?"
Hanna glared at her brunette friend, rolling her eyes.
"Are we really bringing that up?" she asked, holding her glare.
"Hey, I was just answering the question honestly and correctly," Spencer laughed, holding her hands up in surrender. "And if you can't accept your past with him, then why the hell are you even marrying him?"
Hanna rolled her eyes again, shaking her head, "The better answer would've just been to say that I met him at school in one of my classes, but... Okay, next question, please."
Spencer snickered, shaking her head, somewhat pleased with her response. Hanna grabbed the paper from Aria's hands, smiling at the tiny girl.
"Okay, Aria... your question is: what's my drink of choice?" she asked, staring intently at the tiny girl.
Aria pressed her hands to her chin, thinking about it for a moment. "You... you always go for a Cosmo."
"You know it," Hanna grinned. "One point for Aria. And I'm not sure if I should even give Spencer a point for her answer."
"Excuse me, I wasn't wrong!" Spencer argued, folding her arms. "My answer was accurate, even if it wasn't phrased in the way that you wanted it to be. I just gave a few more details beyond 'we met at school.'"
"Yeah, fine... whatever," Hanna chuckled. "You both get a point." The blonde turned to Alison next, "I get it if you can't answer the question. I mean, you kinda disappeared for a few years of our lives."
Alison rolled her eyes, "Ha-ha, very funny. But true."
Hanna glanced at the paper with a grin, asking, "What was my first concert? Oh... you should know this one. You were around when I went."
Alison pressed her lips together, thinking. "Was it that Justin Bieber concert? Not gonna lie, I was really jealous of you at the time..."
Hanna laughed, nodding her head, "Yeah, it was. Good job, Ali. That went better than I thought it would." She then turned to Emily, "Okay Em... who was my first kiss? A big question."
Yvonne had no clue what any of this was, and she really did feel left out. But she figured that was what she was going to get when she went to the bachelorette party of a girl she didn't even know. She was going to turn down the offer when Spencer asked (she even gave her a "we'll see"), but after talking with a very persistent Toby, she was persuaded to go. He really wanted her to go so that she could try to "fit in" with the other girls, but she didn't see a point in fitting in with them. She was never going to see any of them again, aside from Emily and Alison.
"Sean Ackard, of course!" Emily exclaimed, on the verge of howling with laughter.
Soon, the group of girls did just that: laughed wildly, recalling Hanna's high school relationship with this popular kid named Sean Ackard. Yvonne, of course, had no clue who he was.
"Yvonne," Emily turned to the girl, "Sean is this guy that Hanna dated in high school. He was your basic white popular boy, but there's a twist: he was super religious and didn't want to have sex. It was like... backwards for all the sleazy guys at our high school who always wanted to have sex."
"Yeah, I was trying so hard to throw myself at him, but he didn't want to do anything," Hanna laughed. "Good thing I found somebody who did."
"Caleb?" Yvonne smiled, and Hanna nodded her head.
"Who else did you even date in high school?" Alison suddenly asked. "I guess this is the part I missed out on... I left during the Sean Ackard era and returned in the middle of that battle between Caleb and the cowboy for your love."
"The cowboy?" Hanna scrunched her eyebrows, but then started laughing. "Oh! I know who you're talking about... Travis. He was such a nice guy!"
"Travis, right," Aria chuckled. "I always liked that guy."
"But you like Caleb better, right?" Hanna grinned.
"Of course," Aria smiled. "He's the one who makes you the happiest, so how could I not?"
Hanna stayed smiling. "Okay, I'll list off the guys that I dated in high school. You all better do the same thing after me... It'll be more fun that way." She stared up at the ceiling, trying to recall all her romances. "Sean was my first boyfriend, then I dated Caleb for a while... then we broke up... but then we got back together... and then we broke up again... oh, and then I kissed Wren. Yeah, that was weird... Then I got back together with Caleb, but then we broke up again... then I think I kissed... Detective Holbrook... yikes. Okay, and then it was Travis. And then we broke up, so I started dating Caleb again. And I think that's it for high school." Hanna scratched her head, "Wow, I'm just realizing that we broke up a lot."
Aria laughed, shaking her head, "Yeah, I don't think you broke up more times than Ezra and I did, but whatever. I won't even go into things... I'll just list them. Ezra, Noel Kahn... then I had a thing with Jason for a while— don't kill me, Ali." Alison chuckled, shaking her head. Aria continued, "Oh, then I had a small thing with Ezra's brother Wesley, but... that ended quickly. And then I dated that cute martial arts instructor Jake for a while."
"He was really cute," Hanna commented.
"Yeah, he was," Aria chuckled. "Anyways, I had a fling with this guy named Riley on a college tour. You guys don't know him, though."
"Damn, Aria," Alison raised her eyebrows.
Aria shrugged her shoulders, "The list isn't over yet." She sighed, "Just one more: I dated Andrew Campbell for a while since he was tutoring me."
"That was amazing," Emily commented. "I would applaud you, but... I think I win. Let's do this: Ben, Alison, Maya, Paige, Samara, Talia, Sara... I don't know if I should count Nate."
Alison shook her head, "I didn't want to hear that."
"Well, I was thinking about you the whole time," Emily smoothly said, leaning in and stealing a short kiss from her girlfriend.
"Wow," Spencer commented, grinning. "I'm still not used to seeing the two of you together. It's cute."
Emily chuckled, "Well, thanks..."
"Come on, Spence, it's your turn now," Hanna jabbed her finger in the brunette's face, almost causing her to fall back.
"Mine? Ali hasn't even gone yet," Spencer bit her lip.
Normally, she wouldn't mind having these kinds of talks with her friends, but Yvonne was right there. The last thing she wanted to do was dive into her romantic history when Toby was most certainly involved in that.
"Okay, I'll go first," Alison chuckled. "Um... Emily, of course." She blushed heavily as she continued, "Ian, Ezra, Detective Wilden, Detective Holbrook, Cyrus, Lorenzo, and... I think that's it. Thankfully."
Emily scratched her head, "I didn't want to hear that, either. I'd rather not be reminded of... them."
"Well, I was thinking about you the whole time, too," Alison smoothly paralleled, leaning in and pecking her girlfriend's lips.
"Your turn!" Hanna excitedly exclaimed, turning back to Spencer.
Spencer rolled her eyes, "Okay, um... Ian, Wren, Alex, Toby, this guy named Jonny... and also this guy named Colin, but... they weren't really. I just kissed them." She said the names as quickly as possible, wanting her turn to end, but she felt Yvonne's eyes on her ever since she said Toby's name.
It wasn't like Yvonne didn't know that she dated Toby before. But maybe it was rough to be reminded of that while she was working on rebuilding their relationship. She also thought that their relationship ended entirely a little while after she graduated from high school. Little did she know, they crossed paths again during this whole wedding planning ordeal and wound up in a very sticky situation.
"We were all over the place in high school," Hanna suddenly commented, picking up her champagne glass again. "I'm glad we've all started settling down..." She glanced over at Spencer, immediately biting her lip, "I mean, most of us. There's nothing wrong with not being in a relationship, of course. Spencer's married to her career."
Spencer laughed weakly. Was that really what she was? The no fun, no relationship girl who only cared about her career? That was what her parents were like, and it always haunted her. They only cared about their jobs; they lacked a heart when it came to their romance and they certainly didn't pay much attention to their children... well, at least one of their children. They only cared about getting a flawless report card in the mail and ultimately acceptance letters from prestigious universities. She was already a bit of a disappointment when she got rejected from UPenn, since that was the family's legacy school (Melissa had attended and was now extremely successful), but they came around to Georgetown since it was also a really good school.
Spencer had always thought she was better than them. She thought she learned how to put the people she cared about above everything; she learned that success wasn't all about careers and material things—or at least she thought she did. But it felt like once she went to college, she hit the reset button and started prioritizing her career with a drive similar to her parents. And there was nothing wrong with being ambitious and wanting to be successful, but she wondered if that was all worth giving up somebody she loved.
But she shook off the thoughts. It was too late to be considering taking a chance with Toby. He finally came around to the idea of them not giving their relationship another try, and he seemed to be happily working on things with Yvonne again, despite his initial protests at the rehearsal dinner.
"God, will somebody make me a Cosmo?" Hanna whined.
"I will, since it's your night," Emily gave in, standing up from where she was sitting. "And you know I've got a few tricks up my sleeves. While I was at Pepperdine, I was also working at a bar. I know all about making good drinks."
"I love you, Emily Fields," Hanna grinned. She turned to Alison as Emily walked to the kitchen area, "Sorry, Ali. I'm not trying to steal your girl."
Alison rolled her eyes, "Trust me: I don't see you as a threat."
Hanna crossed her arms, "You're a bitch."
Alison smiled proudly, shrugging her shoulders. After a little bit, Emily returned with a fabulous looking Cosmo in her hand, handing it to the bride-to-be, who gladly accepted. She then walked over to where the TV was, shoving something into the DVD player.
"What's this?" Hanna asked curiously.
Emily smiled, "Well, since I couldn't be here for the wedding planning—which Spencer and Toby so kindly took charge of—I decided I'd put together a little something for your bachelorette party... some memories from the early days."
Hanna laughed as the TV screen started displaying images for a few seconds each. There were quite a few pictures of Hanna and Caleb when they were younger, hugging and kissing affectionately in different places.
"Oh my God, we look so small..." Hanna chuckled.
"You guys are so cute," Aria gushed. "Suddenly I'm so much more excited for this wedding."
Spencer was enjoying the slideshow video, watching it with a huge smile on her face. It was nice to revisit her old good times. Although a lot of her high school memories were consumed by A, she still had a lot of good ones for some reason. And Emily had managed to find some very perfect pictures, since not all of them were just Hanna and Caleb.
Suddenly, a short video started playing on the screen. All the girls grinned widely.
"We are heading out to Myrtle Beach!" A teenage Hanna excitedly exclaimed on the screen while Caleb was standing behind her with his arms wrapped around her. She moving her camera around her face vlog-style. She pouted her lips together, making a cute face before rotating the camera to the others. "Senior summer trip, baby!"
The camera rotated first to show Aria, Emily, and Alison holding up peace signs, dressed in their swimsuits while they were walking towards the sandy beach. Then, Hanna rotated the camera even more so that it turned to Spencer, who was holding hands with Toby. The two of them were sharing a short kiss before they noticed that Hanna's phone camera was on them.
"Turn that off!" Spencer rolled her eyes.
Hanna laughed, turning the camera back to herself and Caleb.
"We are very excited to spend some time together here—" Hanna started before she was cut off by Caleb leaning in to kiss her lips, cupping her cheeks gently. He grinned into the kiss, and Hanna started laughing into it.
"The video..." he quietly said between kisses. "...can wait."
With that said, Hanna finally shut her phone's video camera off, and the screen cut to black again.
As more photos started displaying on the TV screen, Emily scratched her head awkwardly because she saw that Yvonne was visibly uncomfortable from the video.
"Um, I probably should've cut some of that video out..." she admitted, swallowing hard.
"No, I think it was fine. I love that video," Hanna gushed.
Later that night, the girls were blasting music off of speakers in the room, dancing around there like no one was watching. Hanna, who was already quite a few drinks deep, was standing on the couch, throwing her arms up in the air, waving them around and shaking her body to the rhythm of the music (or at least what she believed the rhythm was). Emily, who was a skilled dancer (she had taken lessons when she was younger, after all) was moving perfectly to the music. Alison was a pretty good dancer, but she wasn't doing her best work since she was too mesmerized by the way her girlfriend's body was moving to the music. Aria was dancing, but was also laughing at the sight of how much fun Hanna was having.
And then there was Spencer, awkwardly swaying in a corner. She wanted to have a better time, but Yvonne (who was also awkwardly, minimally swaying in the other corner of the room) seemed like she was judging her the whole time.
Finally, during one of the songs, Yvonne approached Spencer with a somewhat serious expression on her face.
"Hey, Spencer," the girl greeted, forcing a smile.
"Oh! H-hey, Yvonne," Spencer forced a smile back. "Can I help you with something? Are you having a good time?"
"Yeah, sure..." Yvonne forcefully nodded her head. "I just wanted to talk to you about something—I wanted to clear the air."
"Um, okay... go ahead," Spencer nodded her head back, encouraging the other girl to get on with it.
"You and Toby," she started, biting her lip. "You guys are over, right? Completely?"
Spencer was startled, almost jumping back.
"Y-yeah, we're over. We're years over," the taller girl nervously replied.
"Okay, good," Yvonne smiled. "I was just getting kind of... paranoid, to be honest. It was weird to hear you talk about your relationship with him, and I saw you guys kissing in that video, and... I don't know. I know all that stuff is years old, but sometimes my head likes to mess with me."
"Well, you've got nothing to worry about—I can assure you," Spencer smiled weakly. "Toby and I are finally getting back on friendly terms because we had to help Hanna and Caleb with their wedding planning. It's really nothing. He wants you to be his date to the wedding after all, doesn't he?"
That seemed to reassure Yvonne. She nodded her head again.
"You're right. I don't know why I was getting so worried. I guess it's just because it's been a while since we were together, and I'm kinda unsure about how he feels about me," Yvonne shrugged her shoulders. "But thank you. You're a really big help. And... thank you for taking it upon yourself to invite me. He might've not had the guts to do that, but you did."
"Of course!" Spencer exclaimed. "I want him to be happy. And I think you make him really happy, Yvonne."
"You think so?" she smiled, and Spencer nodded her head.
"Yeah, I do," the taller girl said. "Now, why don't you stop worrying about him and just have a good time tonight? He's probably drinking his ass off and getting wild at Caleb's bachelor party."
"God, Aria would kill me if she knew what we were doing!" Ezra cried with panic in his eyes, but his eyes were still glued on the woman in front of him, who was doing some serious bends while teasingly pulling her shirt over her head.
The woman circled her hips, throwing her hands in the air, moving slowly and seductively. All the boys couldn't stop watching the way she moved. She ran her hands down her sides slowly, licking her lips, making eye contact with each boy for a brief second.
"Is it wrong of me to watch this?" Caleb bit his lip, but couldn't stop watching either. "I—I mean, I love Hanna and she's the only woman I ever want to touch, but—we're here now, aren't we? And... damn."
Toby brought a beer bottle to his lips, taking a large sip of it, then relaxing back on the couch.
"Yeah, you guys have to fret, but I don't. I'm a single man. I'm allowed to watch this," he grinned.
Not moving his eyes away from the female stripper in the living room of Hanna and Caleb's house, Caleb rolled his eyes and reminded, "You might not be in a relationship, but you're in the middle of some jacked up love triangle with Yvonne and Spencer. Is that really any better than just being in one relationship? Now you've got two girls who are gonna yell at you for watching this."
Toby groaned, setting his beer bottle down.
"Well, damn... you know how to make a guy feel bad," he sighed.
Ezra finally tore his eyes away from the woman, glancing at Toby, "Love triangle, huh?"
"That's not what it is. Shut the hell up, Caleb," Toby rolled his eyes.
One of Caleb's other friends named Matthew was also attending the bachelor party and loudly said, "Will you all shut the hell up? I'm trying to watch this thing."
With that said, the boys all started watching the woman again.
"Who the hell has their bachelorette party after the rehearsal dinner?" A drunk Spencer laughed, laying down on the floor of the loft. "And who the hell has their rehearsal dinner days before the actual wedding?"
"I was trying to make schedules that worked for everyone, Hastings. And you're my wedding planner—you're supposed to fix this kind of crap," Hanna groaned. She massaged her temples lightly, "God, I need another freaking drink."
"No, you don't," Emily huffed. "You really don't. But I do."
"You're the worst when you're drunk, Em," Hanna rolled her eyes. "I'm bad—but I'm not as bad as you."
"We're all bad," Spencer shrugged her shoulders.
"Some are worse than others," Aria honestly admitted. "And I'd definitely say that Emily and Hanna are a lot worse than the rest of us."
Emily rolled her eyes. All of the girls were laying on the floor after dancing too much and having way too many drinks. Emily shrugged her shoulders at the criticism before leaning over and crashing her lips against Alison's, kissing her roughly. The blonde was drunk, but was conscious enough to know what was happening—and she was aware that Emily's bad drunken side was coming out. But it was hard to stop Emily when she was shoving her tongue inside of the blonde's mouth, wrapping her arms around the girl, bringing her hands down to grip her girlfriend's ass.
"Um, I think Emily wins..." Aria muttered. "She gets... handsy."
Alison pulled back, holding Emily close, but trying to keep her from kissing her.
"Um, I think you'd all get handsy if you had your boy toys here with you," Alison reminded.
"That's true," Hanna grinned. "If Caleb were here, I'd freaking wanna rip his clothes off right now—"
"That's freaking fantastic," Spencer huffed.
"Mmm, wouldn't you wanna rip Toby's clothes off, Spence?" Hanna teased. Her slurring voice continued, "Don't think I'm stupid, Spence. I know there's something... w-weird with you two. I'm trying to be patient, but damn you two are always having eye sex... in my house! I can only imagine what you two do when me n' Caleb go to work—"
"Hanna," Spencer sternly stopped her, feeling her throat go dry. She was drunk and all, but she was conscious enough to know that what Hanna was saying was damn dangerous, and that Yvonne was listening.
And Yvonne was the only one of them who hadn't had too much to drink. She had one glass of wine, but that was about it. She was sober and conscious and probably freaking the hell out because of what Hanna said. She probably thought that Spencer was one big, fat liar who tried to falsely reassure her about her relationship with Toby earlier. Spencer was mentally slapping herself for not stopping Hanna the moment she talked about ripping Toby's clothes off.
"S-she has no idea what she's saying," Spencer apologetically said, turning to Yvonne.
"No way!" Hanna shook her head. "I might've had a few—okay, maybe a lot—of drinks, but Hanna knows what Hanna means. I always stick by that statement!"
"Okay, Hanna wins worst drunk," Spencer tried to joke, but felt the tension from the way Yvonne was staring at her.
She didn't say anything back, but she seemed annoyed.
Spencer glanced at Emily (who she figured clearly knew something about what happened with Toby via Toby's drunken ass), worried that she was going to spill something while she was drunk, too. But luckily, Emily was too consumed with her lips on Alison's neck to even know what was going on with Hanna and Yvonne. Aria, who had been constantly yawning earlier, had finally crashed on the floor. Spencer didn't think Aria knew anything, anyways. Besides, Aria wasn't even too drunk. Well, at least it wasn't as bad as Hanna and Emily's states...
The next morning, the girls woke up quite late (which was expected, considering they all went to bed quite late and had quite a bit to drink, too). Spencer's body ached as she peeled her hungover body off the floor of the loft, trying her hardest to stand up straight. Her whole body was sore from the way she fell asleep on the floor, but she managed to get herself up and wobble into the kitchen. She hurriedly reached for a glass, filling it up with water from the tap and chugging it down to ease the throbbing pain in her body.
Yvonne was already awake. She didn't have much to drink, so she seemed fine, sitting up straight and reading a book on the couch of the loft. When she heard Spencer in the kitchen, she set her book down and came to join the taller girl.
"Yvonne!" Spencer exclaimed, almost choking on her water as she set the glass down on the counter. "Good morning!"
"Morning," Yvonne faked a smile.
Spencer yawned, rubbing her eyes, "Um, I should probably head back to the hotel soon. We don't have this loft forever. Maybe we should wake the other girls up soon."
Yvonne nodded her head in agreement, "Yeah."
Spencer swallowed hard. Finally, she asked, "Is everything okay?"
She didn't know why she asked because she felt like she was inviting conflict in, but the way Yvonne was looking at her made it feel wrong to not ask if anything was wrong. Although, she really, really didn't want to hear anything about what happened the night before. She couldn't remember everything, but Hanna's blurting definitely stuck in her brain... maybe permanently.
"Relatively," she replied, nodding her head. "Hanna said some weird stuff last night."
"Did she?" Spencer smiled weakly. "I mean, she was pretty crazily drunk. We all were. She probably had no idea what she was even saying."
"I don't know," Yvonne sighed. "It felt like she did."
Spencer pressed her lips together, choosing not to say anything else. The expression on Yvonne's face said it all: Yvonne had already made up her mind about this matter—she already knew what she wanted to say and had formed her own accusations and opinions about this subject. Spencer could tell that she wasn't trying to politely ask if what Hanna said was true... it wasn't like yesterday when she was politely asking about her relationship with Toby. This time, she knew what she wanted to say.
"Look, I don't know what's going on with you and Toby. I don't," Yvonne confessed, sighing. "Maybe it's something, maybe it's nothing, maybe it was something before but now it's not. It doesn't matter as long as he's with me now. And fine, you clearly don't want to let me in on what's actually happening. You can protect yourself. But I'm being clear: I don't want you getting in the way of our relationship this time. Whatever you had with Toby is over now. I'm kindly asking you to back off and just give us space to be together, because you know that's what he needs. How do you expect him to get over you if you're always lingering around... trying things with him?"
"That's not what—" Spencer started. She blinked a few times, but she didn't understand anything. So many things were confusing her. Especially when she said this time. What the hell did that mean? Did she get in the way of their relationship last time? Because from what she could recall, she wasn't even in sight at the time of their last relationship.
"You don't have to keep pretending like there's nothing. I'm not a dumb girl—I can sense when something's off. Spare me the lies, please," Yvonne chuckled bitterly, shaking her head. "Just be a mature person and give him up already, because you're clearly not willing to be with him. But I want to be—I want to give him everything. You can't give him that. I know you can't. So, why don't you let somebody who wants him completely have him?"
Spencer swallowed hard, looking at Yvonne with wide eyes. Yvonne wasn't talking to her ferociously or anything, but it still was stinging for some reason. It still felt threatening and menacing even if she wasn't trying to be. She was clearly just trying to be frank and get her point across, but it came off a lot scarier than her intentions.
That's a wrap for the ninth chapter of the story! Personally, I think things are heating up even if Spencer and Toby's romance started cooling down. I mean, most of chapter was a bit of fun times at the bachelor/bachelorette parties (mostly bachelorette), but there were some intense moments in there (like Yvonne's final confrontation... yikes!). I'm excited for where things are going to go... things are going to start coming to a head with the wedding rapidly approaching!
I know this chapter was somewhat light in terms of plot, but I thought these parties with some subtle drama (and some Yvonne jealousy) would be fun. There will definitely be Spencer/Toby scenes in the next chapter.
Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I will stop with this length post-chapter note. Leave a review!
