Spencer idly walked around the streets of Rosewood. She wanted to go to Aria, but the Montgomerys are having their family night tonight, and she didn't want to intrude. She thought about calling Hanna, but she remembered that the blonde and Emily had gone shopping earlier for something to wear for her boyfriend Caleb, so she's positive that Hanna's with him right now. She remembered Jenna's offer for a ride, but she didn't want to disturb her new friend again. Truthfully, Spencer didn't want to risk Emily seeing her walk up to the house across the street. Even after the tanned girl had brushed her off, Spencer still cared about what she may think or feel about her seeing Jenna yet again.
Spencer found herself walking towards the park. It was starting to get dark, but she didn't care. She didn't want to go home. She wasn't prepared for the onslaught of memories of her and Emily which she knew she will have as soon as she enters the house and sees the couch that they made out in until the wee hours of the night. The brunette wiped a few stray tears as she sat on a bench in the middle of the park. There were still a few people hanging around but she didn't pay attention to them. A Hastings never cries, especially in public, but fuck it. She's just got her heart broken. Crushed and stomped on by the love of her life. The girl that she wanted so badly to be hers. She recalled the kisses that she and Emily shared. They were real. They felt real. And amazing. But it was a mistake. It meant everything to her, but it meant nothing to Emily. Just when she had gathered up her courage to let Emily know that she wanted to be with her, the tanned girl slams the door to her face. Yes, maybe it was a mistake. She might have misunderstood the meaning of it all. The loving looks, the soft touches, the passionate kisses. God, she didn't know that Emily was a player, and smart little Hastings has been played.
Just because you have feelings for her doesn't mean that she has feelings for you too. As the song goes, a kiss is just a kiss; or was it a kiss is still a kiss?
Spencer sighed and rubbed her temples. The stress of it all is slowly getting to her. Spencer closed her eyes and willed the pain to go away, but the pounding in her head just grew. Spencer wiped the tears off her face and took a deep breath. She lost track of time as she sat there in the middle of the park, staring into nothing. Just as she thought that things couldn't get any worse, dark clouds started to envelop the sky. The sudden roar of thunder made Spencer wince in pain. It was like her head was about to explode. Spencer slowly got to her feet just as she felt the raindrops on her skin. The brunette felt her head spin a little as she slowly got up, finally deciding to go home.
Spencer closed her eyes, feeling her muscles start to relax under the warm water as she lay on the tub. She could hear the music coming from her room through the open door of the bathroom, as she had decided to put on some music before heading off to shower to try and drown out the thunder that was booming every now and then. She had never felt so alone. It wasn't a surprise that she came home to an empty house yet again. You'd think that in her present condition, her parents will try and spend more time with their youngest daughter after finding out about her sickness, but that didn't happen at all. Her sister Melissa, on the other hand, has surprisingly been more supportive and was almost always around the house for her younger sister. Tonight though, Melissa will be spending the night in Philly due to the heavy rains that started there early in the afternoon. She didn't want to risk driving in that condition. Same dark clouds are now looming over Rosewood, making it apparent that the town will be submitted to heavier rains in the succeeding hours. Spencer willed herself not to think about the girl who broke her heart. She pushed every thought about the tanned girl at the back of her mind. It wasn't easy at all though, for said girl seemed to keep pulling at the strings in her heart, the image of her smile seem to keep haunting her thoughts.
Staring at the phone in her hand, Spencer fought the urge to call the girl who's currently causing so much pain in her heart. The brunette is now seated at her bed with her back against the headboard. She decided to head straight to her bed after spending almost an hour in the tub, not bothering to get something for dinner. She wasn't in any mood to eat anyway. She could faintly hear the raindrops in her window, even if the music from her ipod filled the room. Spencer chuckled bitterly as Brie Larson's sweet sexy voice singing Black Sheep filled the room. The song of course, reminded her of Emily. It seems that wherever she went, whatever she did, everything reminded her of Emily.
I guess that's what you get from being hopelessly in love with a girl almost all your life.
The song reminded her of a movie which she and Emily had watched over and over again in the past. Though Spencer found the movie a bit ridiculous, she didn't argue with the tanned girl every time she suggested it on their movie night. Besides, Spencer found Brie Larson as Envy Adams actually kind'a hot, though she never admitted this to the tanned girl. Spencer wiped the tears off her cheeks, suddenly realizing that she'd been crying again. How could one perfect night turn into a complete disaster the next day? Choking back the tears, Spencer grabbed her phone from the edge of the bed where she tossed it earlier. The brunette waited a few seconds before she heard a familiar voice at the other end of the line.
"Spencer?"
"Hey. Can you uhm…Can you please come over?" Spencer managed to get out as she tried to fight back another onslaught of tears.
"Of course. I'll be right there."