CHAPTER 12: Idiots and Imperfections
EMILY'S POV:
"Spence?" I questioned worriedly. She had been silent for a while, and her eyes were closed. I looked down at her arm, which was shaking.
"Spence what's wrong?" I stammered.
"Nothing….it's fine." Spencer snapped through gritted teeth.
"Does it hurt?" I asked.
She shook her head.
"Spence, look at me." I demanded. Spencer cautiously opened her eyes and looked into mine.
"Spencer what's wrong?" I asked again.
"I can't…" She glanced down at her arm, and her eyes widened. Suddenly she snapped her head around, eyes closed once more. She ripped her arm from my hand and brought it to her chest.
"Did I hurt you?" I asked, frightened.
She shook her head.
"Are….are you scared?" I thought after a while. She didn't move for a few seconds, but then she slowly nodded her head.
"Oh Spencer come here." I pulled her towards me and gripped her in a hug. "Now why are you scared?"
Spencer took a long harsh breath before answering. "I'm scared…every time I look at them…I want… I want…"
I shushed her and pulled her head into my lap. "Oh honey…I know. I get it." I really didn't, but I did understand what she meant.
"Here, how about this." I reached into the cabinet behind me and pulled out an ace bandage. "I know it's not pretty, but it might help."
Grabbing Spencer's arm, I wrapped it gently in the bandage until every cut was covered. "Does that help? Maybe now you won't have to worry about feeling the need to hurt yourself when you look down."
Spencer slowly raised her head and looked at the white thread.
"T-thank you Emily.." She muttered, astounded. "It's perfect."
I grinned. "Why thank you Ms. Hastings, I try my best."
Spencer chuckled, which was music to my ears. "You're best is wonderful Ms. Fields."
"Whatta you doin..." Hanna muttered drowsily as she hobbled over to the kitchen.
"Whoaaaa, Hanna, slow down." I stood up and grabbed her arm before she ran into the island.
"Why are you on the floor…" She yawned.
"We're just talking." I explained.
"Sure….sure…talking…great…" Hanna stuttered.
"Hanna, why don't you go back to bed, you are not awake." I giggled. Hanna nodded and fumbled her way back to the couch.
However, on her way she bumped into Aria's legs which were dangling off the couch.
"EZRA I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO IT!" Aria shrieked and jolted up out of the bed.
Hanna jumped and fell backwards, tripping over the coffee table.
"ARIA FOR GODS SAKE WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING?!" Hanna yelled.
Aria turned bright red, and helped pick Hanna up off the floor.
"Oops….."
"So much for falling back asleep…" Hanna muttered. "Besides, what were you dreaming about?!" She questioned. Aria turned a brighter shade of red than humanly possible. Upon seeing this reaction, Hanna held her hands up in mock surrender.
"Never mind… I don't want to know."
I chucked to myself, and glanced over at Spencer, who had her hands over her mouth. Suddenly, she burst out laughing.
I smiled and laughed with her.
Hanna and Aria turned around and looked at us strangely, before laughing as well.
I sighed after my abs started to hurt. Looking at Spencer, who was still laughing, I smiled. Things were starting to get better.