Hello all my beautiful readers I'm so glad to be here again. I'm sorry if is taking so long to update but I've been pretty busy with some reshuffle things, yes I'm an interior designer just as Paige on this story (coincidence? Idts) Anyway as always I want to thank all the people who is following this story, for all your reviews, guests, favorites and visitors thank you so much for being there. I also want to dedicate this chapter to gzuskyst, shamikagrangberry and whoopsidaises, you guys were the first three to follow this story, this is my first fic ever and see you there made me feel awesome so this is for you. I hope you like it...

shamikagrangberry: I know you've been pissed with Emily I mean c'mon who does something like that to the one who "love" right? don't get me wrong but I see Emily as a little selfish character on the show and that is how I portray her here as well. As for the -being in a complicated situation with the one you love- I'll tell you a secret; some of the things I write about Paige is close to my personal life I can't tell you which parts but believe me, I've been there and don't worry for Paige and Spencer getting together so soon I have some points I want to develop before they became a couple.

siophiefandom: It's not easy to write sad scenes between Paily 'cause I like Emily and Paige together but I think the writers don't make enough justice for Paige. I was so tired of seeing Paige forgiving everything Emily does so easily that my intention on this fic was making Paige stronger than she looks. I hope you're enjoying the McHastings couple though 'cause I really love them :)

alaskinder: I like Paily too and it's being hard to write about them falling apart but I needed to make some justice to Paige 'cause I don't like how the things went between them on the show. I'm glad you're starting to like McHasting 'cause I love them.

messymoo: Thank you. I'm glad you like this story.

sheirome: Thank you for loving it I'll try to post more often. McHastings all the way! ;)

Guest: I don't know if you are one or more than one person, the reviews are related so I'm going to answer here. Just wanna say don't worry; for me Paige is a very strong character and that's how I portray her here, she is going to suffer a little like any human being in her situation but she has everything she needs to deal with that.

Ok, guys I'm going to start dedicating some chapters to all of you to show you how much you mean to me but I don't want to bore you anymore so here it is, a new chapter! Enjoy it

"The Most Important Things Are the Hardest To Say"

Spencer's POV

(Flashback)

I'm sitting on my living room reading one of my favorite books "The history of Art" the one Aria gave me on my last birthday. I love to spent hours looking at the pictures and trying to figure what was happening to Leonardo Da Vinci's mind when he painted the Mona Lisa or what was thinking Miguel Angelo while he was painting the Sistine Chapel, what could inspire Monet, Van Gogh or Picasso to made such an amazing masterpieces, until the voice of my mother distracted me from my reading…

"Thank you for the invitation Dean Mathews I appreciate it. Of course, we're going to be there. I'll talk to Peter. Sure… ok… and thank you again. We'll see you on Friday. Bye. Take care"

She was talking with the dean of the Law school from Princeton. I knew that my last year of school wasn't going to be easy; while my friends and classmates were thinking about prom, dresses, yearbooks and parties I had Peter and Veronica Hastings to remind me that I have to be focus on my college application. You know the Hastings moto: 'Why enjoy today when you could be worrying about tomorrow'. My parents would do anything to get me into Princeton and for the look of it being the best in my classes and take a lot of extracurricular activities wasn't enough for them so now they are doing everything to make that happen.

"Spencer" My mom calls walking into the living room "I talked to Mr. Mathews the dean of Princeton Law School; he is inviting us to have dinner in his house this Friday to talk about your interview with the college board"

"Mom but this Friday is the exposition in the museum I told you I was going with Aria, remember?"

"Well forget about it, this is about your future Spencer and I don't want you to waste your time in that silly world of yours. Art is for people who doesn't have the chance to make something else, you on the other hand have all the tools you need to be the best lawyer in the country and we'll not allow you to spent more time day dreaming about that stupid art stuff" I took a deep breath trying to hold the tears that were threatened to fall down.

"Is not stupid mom, you just don't get that that is what I want to do. I don't want to be a lawyer like you guys. I just want to do something that I love"

"Spencer we talked about this; being an artist is just a waste of time. Where are you going to work? Where are you going to live? How are you going to support yourself? Your father and I will not pay for something that you can do as a hobby. There is no way we are going to pay for an art school, Spencer. Princeton is like our second home, your father went there, I went there, Melisa went there and you're going too Spencer, end of discussion"

"Well don't worry about the money because I already applied for The School of Art of Chicago, they are offering a full scholarship and I'm just waiting for my acceptance letter. So you can go and say to your husband that I appreciate your support but I don't need you to take care of myself because the day that letter come I will not depend of you anymore" I said with an ironic tone walking myself out of the living room and going to my room.

I spent the night crying until I fall sleep. The next day I woke up earlier than usual in my attempt to avoid my parents, so I started to get ready for school and then walked down the stairs to head to the kitchen, unfortunately my plan didn't work out, when I walk into the kitchen my parents were already there taking breakfast. They look at me and I immediately could sense something odd in the environment. I was expecting them to be mad and yell at me but it was the opposite.

"Good morning champ" my dad greets at me and I could definitely feel that something wasn't right "I talked to your mother last night and she told me what happened" -Of course she did- I thought "we discussed about it and make a decision that we want to share with you, please could you sit down and take breakfast with us while we talk about your future? I promise we won't put more pressure on you" I looked at him with furrowed eyes, there was something about his attitude that makes doubt about his real intentions but I take the risk and sit next to him anyway.

"Ok… what do you guys want to talk about?" I said looking at my mother but was my father who took the initiative.

"Well your mother and I had being talking about what is best for you and we got to the conclusion that if you want to go to art school we are going to support you" I was shock this wasn't exactly what I was expecting "You are our daughter and we love you, all the things we do is because we want the best for you so we want to make a deal with you" Of course I should know that they were not giving a thing without getting something in return "The period of acceptance for The School of Art of Chicago close by the end of the month, If you get accepted into that school then we will pay for everything you'll need to study there" I can't believe this are they actually saying that they want to support my decision "BUT… if during that period of time your acceptance letter never comes then you have to promise us that you are going to be 100 percent focus on getting into Princeton. What do you say, do we have a deal?"

I'm so happy right now, of course we can make a deal I'm so confident about my acceptance that I say yes immediately. Finally all my hard work would get a reward; I have all I need to get into almost any college I want.

"Ok, we have a deal but you have to promise that you won't change your mind"

"Of course champ, you have my word"

"Years later when I was on my last semester in Princeton I found out that my parents had 'donated' a considerable amount of money to The School of Art of Chicagoboard to reject my application" Paige was listening to my story very carefully opening her mouth once in a while to say something but not daring to interrupt me.

"I tried so hard to convince myself that they did it because they really cared about me and my future. I was in shock at first I didn't know what to do; I never thought my own parents would even dare to do something like that"

"How did you find out?" Paige finally ask

"My sister… Melisa was the one who found out about it. She was already working with my parents by the time and when she check over the expenses of the company she notice that a considerable amount of money was deposited on an account she never saw before, when she called to the bank they told her the name of the owner of that account when she realized it was from the School I applied for she called the board pretending to be my mother and they indirectly told her what happened. I heard them fighting about it, my sister was confronting them for what they did"

I can see the anger in Paige's eyes and I can tell she's looking forward to say something about my parents but she restrains herself maybe she doesn't want to sound rude.

"What did you do?"

"My first reaction was to yell at them I was so angry at the moment that I said pretty bad things, they were just looking at me repeating over and over again that everything they did was for my own good but I didn't want to listen at them so I went to my room and pack all my things. I wasn't able to stay one more day on that house"

"And where did you go?" Now I can see concern on Paige's eyes like I was talking about something that happened yesterday. It's so cute.

"Well my sister was living in her own apartment since she finished college so she offered me to stay with her as long as I need it"

"Sounds like you and your sister have a pretty strong bond"

"We are very competitive but we really love each other. She always took care of me and I always look at her as my role model" Now that I notice I didn't thank Melisa enough for all she have done for me "she was the reason I gave my parents another chance to work out on our relationship"

"So you're ok now. I mean you and your parents get along as the time pass"

"I wouldn't say that… I don't trust them anymore Paige, I thought they were sorry for what they did. I try to convince myself that they made a terrible mistake and that they deserved a second chance to make things right but…" Just to think about it make my heart ache and my voice starts to crack.

I feel Paige's hand over mine stroking it with her thumb "Spencer are you ok? You don't' have to talk about it anymore if you don't want to" she says softly

"It's ok. It's just… It's not easy to realize that your own parents are capable to do anything to get what they want. They use their money to eliminate what they don't like and they don't even care who they hurt in the process. Not even their daughters"

The tears were already falling down my cheeks and I can feel Paige's gaze over me, I wasn't looking at her but I can tell she was processing all the information I just give her and I hope she doesn't figure that something else happened.

"This isn't only about your scholarship, isn't it?" My prays didn't work out, maybe I did or said something that give me away but I can't talk about that other thing that has been torturing me for more than a year. Yes, this wasn't only about my scholarship; what they did later was so much worst that my frustrated career in the School of Art was a game for babies next to it but I promise myself not talk about 'it' ever again.

"My point is, Paige…" I change the subject trying to be subtle "that I know that look full of pain, insecurity and disappointment because I have it too I've been there and felt exactly what you're feeling right now. I lost so much in my life that there's no more passion, love or even hope in my daily basis but I need to convince myself that tomorrow is going to be different and that there's always a chance to meet someone who change your life" I say looking into her eyes giving her the hint that she is probably the person I was looking for to change MY life.

Paige looks away from me… "I'm sorry Spencer…" she says after a while looking at me again "for what happened with your parents I know it must being difficult to deal with something like that but at least you still have them and your sister and your husband to take care of you, you know how long has it been since I talk to my family?"

I look at her and realize that she was about to break again "It's being almost nine years since I've been on my own, nine years since I decided to left everything and everyone to spent the rest of my life with a woman I love with all my heart and who I thought loved me back. This isn't only about Emily cheating on me; this is about ME losing everything I have"

And a new group of tears start to make their own way down her cheeks. I feel so bad right now, all this time I've been talking about myself and my problems and I forgot that she is hurt too. I walk on her direction and sit next to her on the couch putting my left hand on her shoulder to give her some comfort "NO, you haven't loose anything Paige. Your life is going to change and you're probably not going to see the world in the same way as you used to but today, even after all that's happening, a new door is opening in front of you and you'll must get used to it at first but you're never going to be alone, I'm here now with you and you have your daughter and your career. Fight for your little girl and all the happiness you can give her. I know everything looks like shit right now but I promise you it's going to be better tomorrow" My last words come out almost as a whisper but strong enough to make her feel that I mean them.

I don't know how everything is going to end but I do know how I want them to go from now on.

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