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Arias P O V
"That's not funny Aria", says Ezra sternly.
"I am quite sure it's not funny Ezra because this is not a fucking joke!", I shout, he looks quite taken back by my sudden outburst, "sorry... I didn't mean to say that", I whisper, feeling my walls pile up.
"That's fine pookie bear", he says kindly but jokingly, showing me that beautiful smile that has made us last so many years. He pulls me close but I pull away from hearing my phone buzz on the coffee table.
"Hey it's Emily", I hear through the phone, "and Alison!", I hear again, but this time more muffled.
"Hi..", I trail off, not sure if they've seen the article.
"We saw it aswell", Emily mumbles.
"Yea... I just... I just can't believe it", Alison says, I can hear her voice breaking through the phone, "she's just been through so much, all of this, her Mom dying, Suicidè and terrible anxiety, now this... Do you know how she's taking the news?".
"She doesn't know yet", I say, biting my lip.
"What do you mean she doesn't know yet! I'm adding her to this call!", snaps Emily.
"NO WAIT!!", I yell.
"Wait for what...", Emily asks, her voice slightly calmer now.
"She can't know yet", I whisper.
"Why... What don't we know Aria?", says Alison, sounding concerned.
"Well... You guys aren't exactly supposed to know this yet, but Spencer just called me with some bad news...", I say, my heart nearly bouncing out of my chest.
"Well. What news?!", Says Ali impatiently.
"Ok... Here goes... Spencers like me, she can't have babies, which basically means she's infertile", I cry.
"Oh my god", sobs Emily, "how the heck are we supposed to tell her that her sister is pregnant with her boyfriends baby whom she will never have!", crys Alison.
"We'll figure it out... Can you guys get Hanna, explain this all to her and meet at our place in half an hour", I suggest.
"Sure thing, see you soon!", says Alison and Emily chorusing together.
30 minutes later
"Thank god your here!", I cry opening the door to Alison, Emily and Hanna.
"I just can't believe this", Hanna sighs, shaking her head and looking down at the ground. The rest of us nod our heads in agreement.
"So what should we do?", Alison asks.
"I was thinking we could just get Spencer and Toby up here and explain it to them", I suggest.
"I think that would be best", Emily says.
"I'll go and get them", says Hanna sadly, walking out of the door and up the stairs.
"And I guess now we just wait...", I sigh.
The seconds feel like minutes and the rhythmic tick of the clock drowns out all my clouded thoughts. My mind circles to Spencer and Tobys last breakup, also because of a false alarm pregnancy, I've never seen anyone be so happy to talk about they're period after that, along with the tissues, tears and cries for Toby.
My thoughts are interrupted by a click of the door, I expect to see both Spencer and Toby, but only Spencer and Hanna walk through the door.
Spencer looks like a mess, mascara smudged down her red, blotchy cheeks, accompanied with tears as well as messy hair, a slimmer than usual figure, empty eyes and old clothes.
I run up and give her a huge bear hug, I join in with the other girls, forming a large group hug, something we should have more often.
"Oh Spence", I cry.
Once we have finished our sentimental time we sit down on the couches facing each other.
"Have you seen the news this morning?", Ali whispers.
"No... Why", Spencer crys.
"Well... Something happened this morning that you should see", sobs Emily, seeing any of us cry almost always starts off her waterworks as well.
"Did you want me to read it to you", I ask.
"Ummm okay...", sniffles Spencer.
Alison moves from Emily so she's next to Spencer, Emily grabs Spencers hand in hers while Hanna nestles into her side, comforting Spencer.
"What is it that could possibly be this bad", crys Spencer, almost making it sound like a chuckle.
"Here goes", I whisper, swiping up the snapchat article of the daily mail for the second time today as I start to read.
"Alex Drake, who was arrested a couple of days ago for kidnapping her sister, assaulting her friends and other accessories has been posted for bail due to unexpected pregnancy. She refuses to take part in a abortion and wants to leave the child in the care of the father, who thought Alex was her identical twin who she held hostage, she addresses the father by the name of 'Toby Cavanaugh'", I read slowly.
I've never seen Spencer look so sad and vulnerable.
She clasps her hand over her mouth to what I think is to conceal a sob, she lets the tears fall freely out of her eyes as we all do.
"It's okay to cry Spence", soothes Alison.
Spencer then shakes her head profusely and let's out a terrible gagging and belching noise as she tries to reach for the trash can next to the stool on the side of the couch.
"Oh Honey", sighs Emily as she runs to grab the mini bin to Spencer and puts it in her lap.
She continues to gag and sob over the bin as I run behind her to rub her back and hold her hair. "This can't be happening", Spencer bursts into tears as she makes another terrible burping noise and starts to spill her contents of her stomach into the bin. "I forbid it!".
"It's ok Spence, it's all okay", Hanna reassures her, rubbing her side as she starts to cough, cry, gag and shake while I hold her soft yet messy hair from getting dirty.
"Just let it out hon", caresses Ali, rubbing Spencers back as I pull her hair into a bun to make it easier for her to be sick.
"I don't know if I can do this", shreiks Spencer through sobs racketing her fragile body.
"Yes you can, and we'll be by your side all the way through it", I say, kissing the top of her head.
"Can someone please help me to the bathroom", Spencer sniffles as vomit dribbles off her chin.
"Sure we'll all help you, if it makes you feel better I was always vomiting from stress when I was running away from A", Ali sighs, helping Spencer to her feet.
At that moment Caleb walks through the door holding coffees for all of us "Hey Caleb", Hanna shouts. "Ugh is this a bad time", he says, putting the coffees down on the coffee table.
"No, it's all good just can you get some ice water for Spencer please", Hanna asks, "sure thing", he replies. "Oh and a wash cloth too".
I guess we all sort of forgot that we were holding a puking Spencer because she took off running for the bathroom... But didn't exactly make it and starts to barf all over the ground.
"Oh.. Here", Caleb pants, running over, picking Spencer up and dropping her in front of the toilet, much quicker than us girls could ever get there.
I run over to help her and fix her already falling out bun into place again as the girls catch up and Caleb returns with a tall glass of water and ice and a wet flannel.
After about ten more minutes of non stop tears and vomit, Spencer rests her head against the porcelain bowl, "Caleb!", she shouts.
"Yeah", he calls back from the hallway, cleaning Spencers...well let's say, mess.
"Can you get Toby!", she asks, "sure thing! I'll call him now."
At that moment again I hear the doorbell ring, Spencer must have thought it was Toby so she ran up swing open the door... But it's not... It's Alex, followed by a bodyguard and a policeman.
Spencer freezes, "Can I come in?", Alex says, her British accent shocking even me, she looks just like Spencer!
I watch as Spencers chest goes up and down and I realise if I don't act quick it's going to result in a panic attack.
"It's okay Spencer, calm down, just breath...", I whisper to her, "don't get worked up", I instruct, holding her left arm tightly.
"I think I'm going to be sick again", Spencer says right before puking on Alexs shoes.
"I deserved that", Alex said once Spencer had finished.
"What are you doing here!", snarls Spencer.
Alex doesn't say a thing, instead she gently reached out to Spenders wrist and rolled up her sleeve to reveal a huge scar.
Alex runs her fingers over it and bursts out in tears "I didn't mean for this to happen Spencer... I really.. Really didn't", she sobs.
"Words last a lot longer than scars", Spencer cries.
"I expect you know about the baby", Alex whispers.
"I know enough to know your a dirty-""Spencer!", I interrupt her, "breathe babe".
"Why did you do this to us", Spencer bawls.
"I just wanted a family", Alex cries.
"I think it would be better if you would go", Spencer says calmly, trying desperately to hide her emotions.
"Maybe", Alex sighs, walking out the door.
Once the door is closed, Spencer presses her back against it and slides down it in a pool of never ending tears, I hug her tightly for about twenty minutes until she's calmed a little bit down, the girls in tow.
I hear a knock at the door and open it, "Baby girl!", shouts Toby as Spencer flys into his welcoming arms "Toby!", she cries, her head buried in his shoulder, muffling her sobs.