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"Mr. and Mrs. Hastings?" a doctor steps thought the doors and calls for them. We all stand up and look at the doctor.
"We're the Hastings." says Mr. Hastings. I hold my breath and wait for the verdict.
"I'm sorry to have to tell you this." he says. "But I have some bad news."
Toby's POV
Flashback
"Grey." says Spencer. We're curled up in the back of my truck watching the sunset. We had driven to a nice quiet spot just outside of Rosewood. We had been here for over an hour, just talking and enjoying each others company. Spencer had gotten cold and was resting against my chest, and I wrapped a blanket around us both. I had just asked her what her favorite color was, and to my surprise she said grey.
"Really? You've got to be kidding me." I laugh.
"What's wrong with grey?" says Spencer. She tries to act all offended, but she can't stop a huge smile from spreading over her face.
"Everything!" I say. "It's the most boring color in the world. How can it be your favorite color."
"I just like the way it looks." she says honestly. "It looks simple and complicated at the same time. There's something powerful about it. I don't know, I can't really explain it."
"But it's grey!" I say.
"Hey! I didn't make fun of you when you told me your favorite color was purple." she says.
"What's there to make fun of?" I say. "It's a great color."
"It's a girly color." she says. "And I never thought someone as manly as you would like such a feminine color."
"Well I didn't like it until I met you." I say.
"And why is that?" she asks.
"Because you look amazing in purple." I say. She turns and looks up at me. Her hair flows across my chest and her dark brown eyes sparkle in the dim light cast by the fading sun. Her beauty takes my breath way. She leans forward and kisses me softly, her lips barely brushing against mine.
"How did I get so lucky?" she whispers.
"I'm the lucky one." I say.
"I don't deserve you." she says.
"You're right." I say. "You deserve so much better." she frowns at me. Her entire face gets serious.
"I wish you could see how great you really are." says Spencer. I don't say anything. She looks at me like I'm some sort of superhero. But I'm no hero. I'm so afraid of letting her down. Of having her finally see me for who I really am. Someone who will never be the person she deserves.
I can't hold her gaze. I look down and close my eye.
"Toby." she says. "Toby look at me." she puts her hand under my chin, and gently forces me to look up at her. "I love you, so much." she says.
"I love you too." she kisses me again and then curls back up into my chest. I kiss the top of her head and we fall into an easy silence.
End flashback
The thing about bad news, is that it's never good.
When I was ten, my mom picked me up early from school and took me out for ice cream. I remember sitting on a park bench with her eating a chocolate cone with rainbow sprinkles, thinking that it was the best day ever. Then my mom said something I will never forget.
"Toby. Sweetie, I have some bad news." she told me she was sick. She had cancer. I was ten years old. I didn't understand what having cancer meant. But when I looked at her and saw the fear in her eyes, I knew it was bad.
When I was eleven, I went with my mom and dad to one of her doctor appointments. My dad went into the back with my mom when the doctor called her. They left me by myself in the waiting room. It seemed like they were back there for hours. Other patients came and went, but my parents were no where to be seen. I had I sick feeling in my stomach. I knew something wasn't right. And when my parents finally cam out, my suspicions were confirmed.
My mother and father both had tears in there eyes. My mom came up to me and sat beside me. I asked her why she was crying.
"The doctor told me some bad news." she said. The cancer had spread to her brain. She was going to die. I didn't believe her. Not really. She was my mom. She had always been there for me, and deep down, I thought she would never leave. Even as I watched her getting sicker and more fragile, I didn't think it was possible for her to not be there.
Three months later, my dad picks me up from school. I get into the car, but he doesn't start driving. He doesn't do anything. He just sits there and refuses to look at me. I'm about to ask him what was wrong when he speaks.
"I got some bad news son." my mom died while I was at school. To this day, I flinch whenever someone says they have bad news. So when Spencer's doctor lets the words bad news fall from his mouth, I shatter.
The world around me feels like a bomb waiting to go off and destroy everything. My bones are on fire and my body is being torn apart as I wait for the doctor to reveal the bad news. Please don't be dead Spencer. I can't live without you.
"Your daughter's injury was very severe." says the doctor. "There was some damage to her spine. The surgeons were more worried about saving her life at the time and overlooked the injury. It was left untreated for to long which caused the injury to become quite extensive. By the time we found the injury we were unable to repair it. Your daughter will live, but she'll never walk again."
Mrs. Hastings breaks down. She falls into her husbands arms and sobs uncontrollably. Mr. Hastings holds on to her and gently tells her everything will be fine, but his eyes have a far away look and I have a feeling he hasn't really processed the news yet. Aria and Emily and holding on to each other and crying. Jason is taking his frustration out on the wall, punching it until his knuckles are bloody.
I stand there frozen. There's so many emotions flooding my body and I don't know how to react to them. Spencer's alive. The news makes me happier than I can describe. But she's paralyzed, and that kills me. Oh god, how will she take the news? She'll hate it! She'll hate feeling helpless. And she'll hate me, because it's all my fault.
If I just protected her like I promised, she would have never gotten hurt. She'd be safe. But I didn't. I broke my promise and Spencer's paying the price. She'll never walk again.
"I'll give you all a moment to process the news." says the doctor. He turns to leave, but Mrs. Hastings reaches out and stops him.
"Wait." she says. "My other daughter. Melissa. Is she ok." the doctor looks confused.
"Ma'am, I just told you the condition of your daughter." he says. "Melissa Hastings is paralyzed from the waist down."
"What?" I say. "You were talking about Melissa the entire time?" my hands turn into fists and I shake with anger. I could punch this idiot for making such a stupid mistake.
"Yes, I was talking about Melissa Hastings." says the doctor.
"Well then what happened to Spencer?" says Mr. Hastings. "Where's are other daughter?"
"You have another daughter here as well?" asks the doctor.
"Yes you idiot!" yells Mr. Hastings. "Where is she? Where's my little girl?" the doctor takes a step back from Spencer's dad.
"Calm down sir." says the doctor.
"Calm down?" yells Mr. Hastings. "How can I calm down when you don't even know that my baby is in the hospital, let alone what her condition is."
"I didn't know about your other daughter because I'm not her doctor." he says. "But I'll personally go and find out how she's doing and I'll come straight back here." Mr. Hastings seems to calm down when he hears this.
"Okay." says Mr. Hastings. "Just please hurry." the doctor nods his head and leaves.
I feel like I'm going to pass out. I went form not knowing if Spencer was okay, to thinking she would spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair, and then back to not knowing how she is, all in the span of a few minutes.
"You ok?" asks Jason. I turn around and see him standing there. I can tell he has been crying.
"No." I say.
"Me either." he says. "I almost killed that doctor."
"Me too." I say. Jason's eyes dart to the door behind me. I turn around to see that the doctor has returned. His face is drained of all color. It's not a good sign. He clears his throat to get everyone's attention.
"Her doctors did everything that they could." he says. "But her injuries where just too severe. I'm sorry, but your daughter, Spencer, died during surgery."
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- Rin Shade
