Hey everyone, here is the next chapter for you all. I hope you all enjoy it. This isn't as long as I wanted it but I have a horrible migraine that is truly kicking my ass. I am sorry if this isn't up to my usual standards but I hate leaving you all without anything. Yes, Spencer has a brother and I'm keen to know how you would like their relationship to go. I see no-one guessed where Jamie's name came from. Game of thrones. Yes, I like it but we all have guilty pleasures. Hopefully, this migraine goes after some sleep and I'll be back on my game tomorrow. Enjoy and I'd love to hear from you all.

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"He did that to you," Jamie said, his voice quiet. Spencer stood up and realised that he had just let his mouth run off. He had never intended to unload his past onto the young man.

"Yes, he did," Spencer sighed before crossing his arms. "Look, I'd really like to meet your mother. I'd like to ask her a few questions."

"You can't," Jamie shook his head. "If you meet her and tell her everything, she'll know that I went to see your aunt. She'll be furious with me. She gets angry when I even try to bring up William."

"Look, I'll explain everything to her. I may have even known her, well, met her anyway. William liked to cheat on my mother."

"If you went through all that, why didn't your mother help you?"

"She was ill, Jamie. I could never tell her what he was doing to me. She'd sometimes forget I was her son. William is a very bad person and so is his brother. I know you're not stupid and I know that you'd do anything to keep your family safe. Trust me, don't ever let William into your life. In any way at all. He's in prison for life after what he did to me. Ben, his brother, is also in prison. Part of me had wondered if I should even have come here. I just couldn't stand the thought of you finding William and letting him feed you lies. You still have one more lesson. I'll come back later."

"I only have free study, I could come with you now."

"I'll talk with Principal Lewis."

Spencer sat at the red lights, Jamie sat eating the McDonald's that Spencer had brought. He had heard Jamie's stomach rumble and had gotten him something to eat. "Thanks for the food," Jamie said before letting out a small burp. "Pardon me."

"That's okay," Spencer smiled gently. "So, tell me about yourself?"

"Not much to know. My mom raised me on her own, I'm average at school but I kick ass at drawing."

"How good are you at drawing?"

"If you weren't driving, I'd show you my notebook. Can I be honest? It's weird, looking at you."

"Why?" Spencer questioned.

"You look like me," Jamie said. "You have brown hair, just like me and we do look very similar. You have brown eyes though."

"They're his," Spencer said, a small slither of anger leaking through. "He has brown eyes. I wish to god I didn't have them but I didn't exactly choose what I looked like. I take it you have your mother's eyes."

"Yeah," Jamie nodded before pointing. "There is my house. Oh god, she's home."

Spencer pulled up onto the curb and parked the rental car. He got out of the car and followed Jamie to the door. He watched as Jamie used his key to unlock the door. "Wait here."

He waited on the porch for a minute before he heard a woman, raising her voice. He heard footsteps come to the door. Jamie's mother came to the door but stopped and widened her eyes. "Oh my god."

"I remember you," Spencer said as he looked at the woman. She had been very upset and had come into the kitchen when he was younger. He had been little but he remembered her being kind to him before grabbing her shoes and leaving he house.

"Why are you here? What do you want with my son?"

"I just came to meet him and speak to him."

"He just told me that he met your aunt and she told you. Look, I don't want anything to do with William Reid. I love my son but William is a bastard."

"I know," Spencer said quickly. "He's in prison for life, Miss Stark. I haven't lived with him or even seen him in five years. I came here to warn your son to stop pursuing William. It's the best thing for him."

"I remember you too," she sighed. "You were so small. Jamie said you wanted to talk to me."

"If that's acceptable. I'll leave if you want me to."

"Come in," she said opening the door. "I have questions of my own."

Spencer stood in the kitchen with a cup of coffee in his hand. Miss Stark had sent her son into the living room to do his homework. She had closed the door and was now leaning against the side.

"You look like him," she said, staring at him.

"Wish to god that I didn't," he sighed.

"Why is William in prison?"

"He's in prison for what he did to me."

"If you want to talk, you'll be honest with me. I don't want any hidden meanings or half-baked answers. What did he do?"

"He abused me from the age of three," Spencer explained. He wanted answers and it was only fair he tell her the answers she wanted in return. "He subjected me to horrible things. Beatings that left bruises on me, he'd lock me in a closet after he handcuffed me to a metal bar and put tape over my mouth. He also let his brother do things to me."

"What kind of things?" her voice shook gently.

"The kind of things that someone of thirteen should never go through. His brother, uh, he raped me. Eight times over three years. His brother is in prison too. William isn't eligible for parole so don't worry. He tried to kill me, that's the main reason he is prison. I had come back to Vegas for my mother's funeral. He kidnapped me, tortured me and then tried to bury me alive. My dad, my adoptive dad, he rescued me and I've lived with him ever since. He saved my life in so many ways. Jamie can't ever see William."

"He won't," she said sternly. "I don't want my son near that man."

"How did you get pregnant with Jamie?"

"William and I met in a bar. He seemed so charming and I wasn't as aware as I am now. I never planned on being with him. We went back to his house and he didn't like taking no for an answer. I didn't really get a choice. I remember him not letting me leave for a while. I woke up in the morning and got my things. I remember seeing you in the kitchen, you were so small but you were on a chair, making toast. I didn't understand how someone so young could be so mature. Nine months later, along came Jamie. I wasn't with anyone after William or just before. I love Jamie and he's such a good young man. I remember the day he was born, I was so happy."

"You were really nice to me that morning," Spencer said. "You knew I was out there, you knew Jamie had a brother."

"I did," she sighed. "I guess I just wanted to stay away from William as much as I could. How old are you?"

"I'm twenty."

"You look younger," she said.

Spencer let out a small chuckle. "Jamie thought I was a cop. Guess he thought I was older."

Miss Stark let out a small laugh. "You're nothing like your father."

"I like to think I'm like my adoptive father. He's in law enforcement and he has made sure I've stayed on the straight path. I understand if you don't want me here. I just had to come and warn him. He seemed so intent on finding his father but now, I'm not so sure."

"He's not an idiot, Jamie knows not to bring trouble into his life. I do want Jamie to be part of your life and you part of his. I just don't want to rush into this. Where do you live?"

"I was on campus in Washington but I visit my family in Virginia every second weekend and I'm staying with them till college starts again."

"You can stay a little while and talk with Jamie and then I guess we can arrange something. Do you have any brothers or sisters?"

"Jamie is my biological brother, you've confirmed. I have an adoptive brother."

"Well, I think Jamie is going to love having a sibling. Baby steps first though."

"Of course, Miss Stark."

"Call me, Cathy."

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