A/N: I just realized that it's been a year since I started working on this fic. I didn't intend for it to take this long. I'll be wrapping this up as soon as I get more time to write. Thanks for following and appreciating this still. This chapter's just a little flashback before we move on to all that drama.


Jenna was sitting on her favourite chair by the front porch with a book in her hand, but she wasn't really reading. She'd been sitting out here for a few hours now, trying to think of something else other than the recent events that involved her and a certain brunette. As much as she tried to push back the thoughts of her and Spencer kissing, her mind just seemed to keep on repeating that scene over and over again. Jenna closed her book and sighed. She felt her phone vibrate and pulled it out of her pocket. Spencer's name flashed on the screen, and Jenna contemplated for a while on whether to answer the call or not. The green-eyed brunette finally caved in on the fourth ring, but was surprised to hear a different voice from the other end of the line.

"Jenna?"

"Aria? What's up?" Jenna recognized the tiny brunette's voice and wondered why she was calling her on Spencer's phone.

"Jenna, I uhm, it's Spencer." Aria choked out, and Jenna immediately realized why the smaller brunette had Spencer's phone. Jenna immediately got up from the chair and went inside the house to grab her coat and keys.

"Where are you?" Jenna asked after taking a deep breath.

"Rosewood Med." Aria managed to choke out. It was clear that she's been sobbing.

"I'm on my way." Jenna replied before hanging up and quickly getting in to her car.

Jenna replayed the previous night's events as she drove to the hospital. She and Spencer were at the party, the latter drinking away her sorrows, she figured. It's been a tough few weeks for Spencer, what with Emily breaking her heart and dealing with her illness at the same time. Jenna felt bad for the brunette, and so she just let her drink the night away. She just didn't anticipate that a very drunk Spencer was going to hit on her. No, not just hit on her, but kiss her. Hard. Spencer just suddenly went for her lips, and Jenna was too surprised and too turned on at the same time to pull away. She really liked Spencer, Jenna realized. It was as if that kiss was the final ingredient that made Jenna acknowledge that she indeed has feelings for her friend.

Spencer was kissing her, and her lips tasted of alcohol and a hint of something sweet, a certain kind of sweetness that Jenna hasn't tasted before. Something that is uniquely Spencer. A part of her wanted to stop, to push Spencer away, knowing that the girl was really drunk; but another part wanted to keep on kissing her. As much as she wanted to keep kissing Spencer though, her mind was repeatedly telling her to stop, to not take advantage of the situation. Jenna let go of Spencer's shirt which she suddenly realized she was gripping with both hands. Jenna gently pushed the brunette's shoulders as she pulled back. Spencer's eyes met hers questioningly, and as Spencer leaned in for another kiss, Jenna turned her head and whispered on the brunette's ear. "I need to take you home." Jenna needed to keep the rational part of her brain working. Spencer wasn't on her right state of mind and Jenna promised to look after her, not take advantage of her while she was drunk. Spencer met her eyes once again and smirked, pulling Jenna off the bar stool. Spencer's circled her arms around the surprised brunette's waist, before leaning in and planting soft kisses on her neck all the way up to her ear. "Let's go then." Spencer gave her a sly grin as she pulled back. Jenna's eyes widened at the realization of what her words must have sounded to the drunken girl. "Okay, no, I didn't mean it like that. Spencer!" Jenna's words didn't quite reach the brunette's ears though, as Spencer pushed her way into the crowd and out of the cabin, pulling Jenna behind her.

Jenna tried to drive as fast as she can. She couldn't wait to get out of the car with the way Spencer was acting towards her. Spencer was watching her drive, her left hand on Jenna's thigh as the latter drove. Good thing Spencer's hand was just resting on her thigh and not making any movement that would drive Jenna crazy and probably send them crashing. Jenna got out of the car and hurried to Spencer's side as soon as she parked the car in the driveway.

Jenna helped Spencer up the stairs of the Hastings' home. She wasn't the least bit surprised anymore to find it empty. Good thing she was able to find the keys in Spencer's bag, so she wouldn't have to call Melissa. She didn't want Spencer's older sister to see her friend like this, for she would surely be disappointed and could maybe start an argument with a very drunk Spencer. Not a promising scenario at all.

Spencer pulled Jenna in for a kiss as soon as they reached her room, catching the green-eyed girl by surprise for the third time that night.

"Spence, wait." Jenna pulled away and took a step back.

Spencer lightly grabbed Jenna by the nape, pulling the girl back to her lips. "Hmm?" Spencer hummed questioningly against Jenna's lips.

Jenna managed to push the brunette a little while trying her best not to fall as her knees suddenly felt weak. "I need you to stop."

"What? Why?" Spencer met Jenna's eyes, her face a mix of confusion and hurt.

Jenna took a step back and frowned at the brunette. "You're drunk."

Spencer rolled her eyes. "I still know what I'm doing, Jenna, and I want this. I want you."

"No you don't. You're too intoxicated. You're not thinking clearly. I mean, why would you suddenly want me? Is this because of Emily?" Jenna thought she saw a flash of hurt and anger in Spencer's eyes at the mention of Emily's name.

Spencer averted her eyes and sighed. "I don't want to talk about her. I don't want to talk about anything."

"Look, I know you're still hurting. Yes, I do want you too. You have no idea how much I want you. But this - whatever's happening right now, it's just not right. It doesn't feel right. Just sleep it off, okay? Then if in the morning you think and you feel that you still want me, that you still want this, then come to me."

"Jenna -" Spencer started to protest.

"Spence, I like you. A lot. But please, not like this. I don't want to be your rebound girl. I don't want to be your drunken mistake. I want you, but not like this." Jenna pleaded.

Spencer buried her face in her hands and sat on the bed. "I'm sorry."

Jenna walked over and placed a comforting hand on her friend's shoulder. "It's alright. Get some rest. We'll talk in the morning."

Spencer looked up and took Jenna's other hand, pulling her a little bit closer. She felt bad for acting like this, for hurting Jenna's feelings. Her mind was reeling from the day's events and her heart was aching from a lot of mixed emotions that she was currently feeling. She felt stupid, sad and pathetic. "Will you stay with me tonight? Please?"

Jenna bit her lip and sighed. If it was any other day, she wouldn't hesitate on staying with Spencer, knowing that her friend was hurting. Tonight was different though, and she knows that it's wise to put some distance between them for the time being. She smiled apologetically at Spencer and shook her head. "I don't think that's a good idea. Go to bed. I'll see you in the morning."

Jenna stepped out of Spencer's room and gently closed the door. She stayed just long enough to help her drunken friend to bed, making sure that she changed into more comfortable clothes and leaving her a glass of water and ibuprofen by her bedside table. Whatever happened between them that night didn't make Jenna treat her friend any differently. She still cared enough to just leave abruptly, and Spencer appreciated her so much for that. Jenna was surprised to find Aria outside Spencer's bedroom, casually leaning on the wall with her arms crossed over her chest. Aria met her with a nod and a gentle smile.

"How long have you been out here?" Jenna inquired.

"Long enough to hear you talk some sense out of my best friend." Aria replied with a smile, to which Jenna only shrugged. She honestly couldn't tell if Aria was pissed and was just being polite or was really being thankful. "I'm sorry though, for the way Spencer acted. You don't deserve to be caught in the middle of whatever shit she and Emily are going through right now."

Jenna gave the smaller brunette a small smile. "It's alright. I understand. We've made some drunken mistakes at one point in our lives, right? I have, and I've learned from it. That's why I stopped Spencer from doing the same. I'm sorry I can't stay." Jenna said with a nod towards Spencer's closed door.

Aria nodded. "I understand. Thank you Jenna for looking after Spence. You've been so good to her."

Jenna shrugged and smiled sadly before walking down the stairs.

Aria tiptoed inside Spencer's room to get some fresh clothes from Spencer's drawer. She quickly changed in the bathroom and cleaned herself up. Aria felt Spencer stir as she quietly slid under the covers next to her sleeping friend. "Hey, it's just me. Are you feeling okay?"

Spencer turned to her friend and placed her head on the shorter brunette's shoulder. "I'm such a horrible person, Ar."

Aria placed her arms around her best friend and stroked her hair. "No, you're not. You're just a really really bad drunk."

Spencer smiled and turned her head up a little to meet Aria's gaze. "I was, wasn't I?" Aria nodded with a smile.

"She hurt me, Ar. She really hurt me." Spencer whispered as she moved her head back to lie comfortably in Aria's shoulder.

"I know sweetie. I know. Just get some rest for now and we'll talk about it in the morning." Aria felt Spencer nod against her shoulder.

"I love you, Ar."

"I love you too Spence."


A/N: Sorry if it's quite short. Just had to get that out of the way.