This Kiss: A Sprina fic
The song is This Kiss by Faith Hill
Trina stood in the Jerome Gallery filling out paperwork. The new manager of the gallery had shown up the week before. Though Trina missed Ava, she was getting along with and learning a lot from her new boss. Christina Masterson was a fan of country music, when the gallery was closed, but leaned towards classical music when opened. The gallery was currently closed and the singer with the slight southern drawl in her voice was going on about kissing. Trina sighed heavily. She thought back to the last time she had almost been kissed. It was in the park with Spencer. They kept coming close. But of course, she shouldn't keep thinking about another girl's boyfriend. This was getting ridiculous.
Trina moved on to the next painting and began logging the information into the computer.
Cinderella said to Snow White
How does love get so off course, oh
All I wanted was a white knight
With a good heart, soft touch, fast horse
Ride me off into the sunset
Baby, I'm forever yours
"Trina?", the voice behind her said tentatively.
Trina turned to see Spencer Cassadine standing in the doorway of the Jerome Gallery.
"We're closed. We open tomorrow at 11", Trina said as she turned back to her work.
"I know. I just needed to talk to you. There's something you should know and I want to be the one to tell you", Spencer said.
"Spencer, I'm pretty sure that whatever you're about to say, I really don't need to know", Trina said disinterestedly.
Spencer moved closer and reached a hand out to touch Trina's arm. Rubbing his finger tips up and down her arm, he began to talk.
"I need to explain this to you, please", Spencer pleaded.
Trina closed her eyes and allowed herself to enjoy the feeling of his touch.
"Well, say it", Trina said.
"Will you look at me?" spencer asked.
Trina turned and found herself looking into his big brown eyes, breaking eye contact, she crossed her arms over her chest.
"I want to apologize first. I am so sorry for so many things but especially for hurting you. I never meant to hurt you. I wasn't thinking… I don't' think when it comes to you", Spencer stated.
"I don't know what that means, but ok. You're sorry. Is that all?" Trina asked as she turned back to her work.
"No, that's not all. I… I don't know how to say this so I'm just going to say. Please just listen to all I have to say and promise that you won't hate me", Spencer started.
Trina turned and arched an eyebrow at Spencer's hedging.
Spencer looked at her. She is so beautiful, he thought to himself. He stared at Trina a moment longer, taking a deep breath he finally blurted out what he'd come to tell her.
"I was Ava's stalker. I am Ava's stalker. I wanted to get back at her and my father and I just thought…"
"Wait, what? You? You were the one…?" Trina trailed off. She started to think back to the night of her graduation party when she had encountered the stalker in this very room. Suddenly, a picture of the stalker, with only his eyes showing came to mind and Trina realized that she'd been looking into those eyes for months. She gasped and took a step back.
"Trina, Trina, no, I'm not going to hurt you. I would never hurt you".
"It was you that night. You were the one that was here that night", Trina said.
Spencer closed the distance between them, and Trina moved, putting the desk in between them.
"Trina…"
"No, you booby trapped the gallery. YOU doused me in fake blood and almost ruined my graduation", Trina said pointing her finger at Spencer.
"Yes, it wasn't meant for you. I didn't mean for you to get in the middle of this. That's why I came to the Savoy. I wanted to check on you and make sure that you were alright", Spencer said moving around the desk to get closer to her.
"It's been you this entire time? For all those months? All those times you asked me for information on Ava and her marriage and… Oh my GOD! You set fire to her car. Why would you do that? You threatened her and her daughter", Trina said in disbelief.
"No, No I was with you when her car was set on fire. The other things…" Spencer took a deep breath and shook his head, "I did those things. I just wanted her away from my father and I wanted my father to pay for what he'd put me through", Spencer tried to explain.
"Oh my God, are you actually trying to rationalize your actions? There is no rationalizing this. You stalked her and made her think that someone was going to harm her. You were with me when her car was torched, so who did that? Did you pay someone?" Trina asked.
"I didn't pay anyone but…"
"But what? You know what? I don't care. What the hell, Spencer? I trusted you and you were playing me the entire time".
"No, Trina, I wasn't. Never. That first night wasn't supposed to happen and then I went to check on you and you were so strong and confident and fierce. I just couldn't help wanting to know you", Spencer tried to explain.
"Yeah, right. I was a way for you to get information on your father and Ava while no one realized you were in Port Charles. Joss and Cam were right, you're a user and a loser", Trina said.
"I didn't use you, Trina. I swear. I like you a lot. You're different than anyone I've ever met before, and I didn't expect to feel anything but especially not the way you made me feel. You have to believe me" Spencer pleaded.
"I don't and won't believe anything that you have to say. You've already proven yourself to be a liar", Trina said heading towards the front door of the gallery.
Spencer reached out to stop her. "Trina, please. Please stop and listen"
"I'm done listening. You wanted to tell me and you've told me and I don't want to hear anymore. You're a psychopath or a sociopath, I don't know and don't care. Get out", Trina said pushing the door open.
"No. I'm not leaving until you hear me out. Just hear me out, please. I'll leave after".
When Trina huffed in disbelief, Spencer added, "I will, I promise. If, when I'm finished, you still want me to leave I will walk away".
"Fine. You have 5 minutes", Trina said crossing her arms over her chest and giving Spencer a 'get on with it' look.
Spencer couldn't help but smile. She really was beautiful. And feisty. And stubborn.
"Time is ticking, do you really want to waste it smiling at me like a goofball?" Trina asked.
"I was thinking about how beautiful you are", Spencer said honestly.
Trina's eyes softened but then hardened again. "You asked for me to listen. If that's all you have to say, then you can leave. I'm sure your girlfriend is waiting right around the corner. At this point I think she's probably tracking you through your phone".
"That's probably more true than you know", Spencer said quietly.
"Ok. You can go…"
"No, there is more to say. I want to tell you the whole story. After this I don't want us to have any more secrets. I want it all out on the table so that we can move on with a clean slate", Spencer said.
"Move on to what? There will be no more of this after today. You just admitted that you stalked and threatened my boss, mentor, and friend. I want nothing to do with Spencer", Trina yelled at him.
"For years I thought my father was dead", Spencer started.
"Yeah? Same! What's your point?" Trina questioned.
"And when he miraculously was resurrected, he was blackmailed into marriage by Ava. I was very angry with him and her but I felt that I had to protect him. He's the only parent that I've ever known. He's all that I've ever had and he left me and let me believe that he was dead for three years. I wanted to punish him but I wanted to punish her more. And when I found that they had fallen in love, I… I just couldn't deal. I wanted her gone and it would punish both of them but I would have my father back and to myself", Spencer tried to explain.
"That is the most ridiculous. You got your father back. Do you know how many people would kill for that opportunity? You could have done a lot of things, but you chose this, stalking and lying and being deceitful. But then again, that's what Cassadines do, isn't it?" Trina asked.
"When I was away at boarding school, I was really lonely. It had been just me and father for so long. And then I thought he was dead, and grandmother was all that I had, but that's not the same. Being a Cassadine Prince in Port Charles makes me special. Being a billionaire prince in a French boarding school makes me the same as every other kid there. I wasn't special. I wasn't much of anything. The one thing that I was that no one could take away from me, was an orphan. My mom died giving birth to me and my father was suddenly gone too. Billionaire, Prince, rich kid, orphan" Spencer said sadly.
Trina shook her head and began to speak.
Spencer placed his finger to her lips, "Let me finish, I only have a few minutes left", he said with a smile. Liking the feeling of Trina's lips against his skin.
"There were a lot of lonely days. There was a lot of unkind words exchanged. There was a lot of bullying. I was always smaller than the other kids; it was just one more thing for them to use against me. There were a lot of times that I… I didn't want to be alive anymore either. I figured both my parents were dead then maybe I should join them".
Trina gasped. "Spencer…" she started and reached out to take his hands in hers.
"I considered it but decided that I couldn't do that to grandmother. I knew that I had more to live for. Afterall, I am Prince Spencer Stefan Niklosovich Cassadine.
I decided to make some changes. I would no longer be anyone's whipping boy. I came out of my depression and started to make friends. It didn't hurt that over the summer, I hit a growth spurt. I began performing and made friends and girls started to notice me. I got back to being the Spencer Cassadine that I'd been before; confident and cocky. The girls loved it and for the first time, I had admirers. That's when I met Esme. She was a lot like me. She has… issues with her parents. She didn't have an easy time at boarding school either. We found one another and it just seemed to fit. We talked a lot about our lives, and we had a lot in common. Then I found out about my father and before I could process his return from the dead, he was married. And just like that, I was just supposed to forgive and forget and just be grateful. His being back wasn't a cure all for me. It didn't make up for those sad days and those lonely nights. That didn't take away from the sting of arrows that hit the mark when other kids teased and bullied me. And he, my father, didn't know any of that and he didn't seem to care how the things he did affected me. I wanted him to pay. I wanted Ava to pay. But mainly, I wanted him to be free of her. I wanted to be free of her. She is not meant to be a Cassadine".
"Spencer, Ava isn't a bad person. She isn't the reason that your father faked his death and left you. None of this is her fault. I know that she has done some things that weren't great, but she has changed. And regardless of what she did before, she didn't do those things to you. It wasn't your revenge to have", Trina said sticking up for her friend. She tried to pull her hands out of Spencer's grip, but he wouldn't let go.
Spencer smiled at Trina, trying to put her at ease. "I love how loyal you are, even to those who don't deserve it. Hopefully, that loyalty still extends to me. There is still more I need to tell you. Will you let me tell you the rest?" Spencer asked.
"You've still got about a minute left. Talk fast", Trina said.
"Thank you. So, Esme and I came up with the plan", Spencer started, and Trina flinched. She was not interested in hearing about Spencer and Esme's relationship. Spencer gripped her hand tighter and looked into her eyes.
"It was her idea to use Ryan Chamberlain. Yes, I was the person here in the gallery the night of your graduation party. I saw what happened and I wanted to make sure that you were alright, so I followed you to the Savoy. And I saw how strong you were when you told your parents what you did. When you came out of the bathroom in that dress, you looked gorgeous. I shouldn't have talked to you, but I couldn't stop myself. I was compelled to talk to you, to try to understand how one person could be so bold and courageous. And you gave me sass and I lov… liked it.
Then we just kept running into each other. And the more I got to know you, the more I wanted to know. You're amazing, Trina Robinson. I wasn't the person who torched Ava's car. Esme did that in an attempt to help. About Esme, she is my girlfriend but it isn't like a traditional relationship. We understand each other. We … people like us, we don't usually get the chance to be with good people. I care about her but my feelings for you are so much more. I want more with you. The reason that I'm telling you all of this is because my father found out that I'm the stalker and soon everyone will know. I didn't want you to find out from anyone but me. I'm sure you probably hate me, but I hope that you can try to understand. There isn't really a good reason for what I did but hurt, pain, and rejection can make people do crazy things. I am so sorry that I mislead you. And I'm sorry that you think that I would use you. I didn't and I wouldn't. My only excuse is that I couldn't make myself stay away from you. That's why I'm here right now. You may never forgive me, but I wanted you to hear the whole story from me first. I needed you to know. I needed to see your face when I tell you how sorry I am and how much I honestly care about you", Spencer said as he stroked Trina's cheek.
"Spencer, I don't know what you want me to say. You did horrible things and you lied to me, and your father, and grandmother. I… I don't know what to think or say. I feel stupid. I am hurt. I don't know if I can ever trust you. You've lied from the first moment we met. This is what you were trying to tell me on the parapet the night of the party, isn't it? You just kept saying 'what if'. I couldn't have believed that you would do something like this. But I guess I didn't really know you. I didn't know you then and I don't know you now", Trina said as she pulled away again.
"I am so sorry, Trina", Spencer said softly.
"I'm sure you're sorry you got caught", Trina replied.
"I did what I did and it may have been stupid but I thought it was what I wanted. I'm sorry for doing that to father and grandmother. I am sorry for lying to you and asking you to lie for me. I'm sorry for letting Esme gaslight you because you got too close to the truth. I'm sorry for hurting you. I never want to hurt you. I want to make you happy, but I know that I don't deserve you", Spencer said.
"Spencer, you had so much time to come clean. And you could've faced the fall out and we maybe could've moved past this but the truth of it is that you're only telling the truth now because you got caught. I appreciate that you wanted to come tell me yourself. Thank you for that. It doesn't mean that I'm going to be able to avoid the pitying looks or 'I told you so's' from Joss and Cam, but at least they won't be able to blind side me with it".
Trina was pacing the space between the door of the gallery and her desk, Spencer dogged her every step, never allowing her to get too far away.
"I…" Spencer started.
"Don't! Just don't. I gave you 5 minutes and you got to explain yourself. I'm sorry for what your father did to you and I'm sorry about your time in boarding school. I hate that you ever considered something so drastic. As much as I'm not happy with you, I am glad that you didn't go through with that", Trina said.
"Thank you for listening and trying to understand".
"Oh, I don't understand but what's done is done. Thank you again for coming to tell me yourself. I wish you luck, Spencer, with whatever comes next for you", Trina said as she walked to the door of the gallery.
Spencer followed, knowing that this was the end. He'd asked for her to allow him to explain, she'd let him and now she was going to make him leave. Trina would probably never speak to him again. Spencer couldn't blame her. Though he wished that there had been a different outcome.
Trina turned to face Spencer and opened her mouth to speak and then closed it again. She wasn't sure what to say in this moment. "Spencer"
"Trina" they both said at the same time.
Trina looked expectantly at Spencer, waiting for what he had to say.
Spencer looked down at Trina and couldn't find any more words to say. He was all talked out and nothing that he'd said or would probably say would change anything in the moment. Spencer knew that he may never have the chance to be this close to Trina again. When Joss and Cam found out, they would undoubtedly not allow Spencer within 10 feet of her. So, he decided to take a chance. Without a second thought, Spencer leaned in, closing the space between the two of them. Gently, he placed his lips on Trina's.
Trina hadn't seen it coming. One minute she was waiting for Spencer to finish what he'd been about to say. He had paused and the next thing she knew, she was kissing Spencer Cassadine. The kiss started out gentle and sweet but with months of pent up want and need, it quickly changed. Spencer ran his tongue along the seam of Trina's lips, asking for entrance. Trina acquiesced and parted her lips allowing him entrance. Seconds seemed like hours as their tongues dueled. Spencer's hands found Trina's waist and pulled her closer. Trina put her arms on Spencer's shoulder and locked her hands behind his head, pulling him down to her.
Spencer pulled away first, gasping in breaths while he rested his forehead against Trina's. He could see that her eyes were still closed; he couldn't tell what she was thinking. Spencer was totally prepared for her to slap him across the face.
Trina could feel Spencer staring at her. She couldn't believe what just happened. She had been waiting for that kiss for months now. Slowly she opened her eyes and met his gaze. Slowly she smiled up at him.
Spencer's heart nearly stopped beating in his chest. Recovering quickly, he leaned back in and captured her lips with his again. Deepening the kiss, Trina pushed her body closer to Spencer until they were chest to chest. One hand moved to cup her cheek, while Spencer's other hand gently rubbed up and down her back.
Reluctantly, Spencer pulled back again and wrapped both arms around Trina pulling her into a tight hug. She buried her head into the nape of his neck, and they stayed wrapped up in one another for a few minutes. Spencer pulled back to place a chaste kiss on Trina's forehead.
As if being awoken from a trance, Trina pulled away. Spencer looked at her confused.
"I'm sorry, Spencer. This doesn't change anything. You like me and I like you, but this can't happen. I don't know that I can trust you; not completely. Not in the way I need to trust someone that I'm in a relationship with".
Spencer nodded in understanding. "I understand. But I'm putting you on notice. I will regain your trust. I will do everything that I can; everything in my power. I promise you, Trina Robinson, I'll make it up to you. I will get the girl in the end" Spencer said as he walked towards the door.