CHAPTER 34: Fate of the Fortunate

SPENCER'S POV:

"Hey Dad." I said coldly.

"Spencer, when did you get back?" He asked.

"About five minutes ago." I glared at the figure standing before me.

"Okay." He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water.

Melissa looked back and forth between my father and me.

"Dad I-" I started to explain my position but he held up his hand stopping me.

"I don't think it's okay. I don't approve of it." He stated plainly. My face fell.

"However, I do understand that you have these feelings you can't control, and I have no right to make you end things you feel so strongly about. It was wrong of me. I'm sorry." He explained, walking forward slowly.

I ran up to him and hugged him, happy that he was trying to understand.

"Thank you dad. I don't expect you to understand, but I'm glad that you're trying." I smiled, relieved that everything had gone smoothly.

"I am. I'm really trying." He sighed, and stood next to my mom. They exchanged glances, causing my nerves to return.

"What's the catch." I demanded, knowing there must be one.

"Well honey, now that you and Emily are more than friends, we have to start treating her as we would one of Melissa's boyfriends. Which means, sleepovers are going to have to be…a little more strict." My mom said, almost embarrassed to mention it.

"Oh, of course." I replied, glancing at my feet. I looked over at Melissa to see her smirking and winking at me.

I glared at her, which only made her laugh.

"Melissa what's so funny?" My mom asked, confused.

"Nothing, I just remembered something. I should probably go…the loft needs some cleaning." She lied, as she made her way outside, still laughing.

I sighed, knowing that she would eventually want to talk to me about it, and it was most likely unavoidable.

"Anyways, we just want to make sure you understand." My dad pointed out.

I nodded. "Of course Dad. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to go take a shower." I replied, heading upstairs.

Once I got into my room, I sighed, finally letting out the pent up anxiety I had inside of me.

I pulled off my clothes, and turned the water on. Once it was warm, I hopped inside, enjoying the time I had to myself.

The water poured over my back, bringing with it warmth and rejuvenation. I felt my muscles relax with every passing minute, and I smiled.

Everything was going so well. My Dad accepted me, my relationship with Emily was beyond incredible.

Once I was done, I pulled on some pajamas and hopped into bed. It was still early, but I had no plans and didn't feel like moving a whole bunch.

I grabbed a book and started reading when I remembered I was supposed to call Emily when our family discussion had ended.

I leaned over and plucked my phone off the nightstand, dialing Emily's number.

EMILY'S POV:

I pulled away from Spencer's driveway, hoping everything would go smoothly. She deserved that if nothing else.

I was about to hit the road when my phone buzzed.

Hey honey, I'm going to by getting home late tonight, and we really need a few things. Would you mind running to the store to pick them up? I'll pay you back for whatever things cost.

-Mom

I smiled, excited to see my mom again. We only needed a few things, and so I went ahead and drove to the store to pick them up.

It took me longer than I thought to pick up everything I needed. True, I couldn't think about anything but Spencer, and so that caused me to take longer. I wished I could just focus on the simple task, but I was so worried about what would happen to her.

Once everything was done, I set the grocery bags in the trunk and hopped inside. I was driving home when I heard my phone go off. I knew it had to be Spencer, and I reached for it nervously.

I stopped at a red light and paused to look down at the device in front of me. Hitting the answer button, I brought the phone to my ear.

"Spence?" I asked, waiting for her response.

"Emily, you won't believe it, but my dad is actually going to try and understand!" She replied, gleefully.

I felt my chest deflate with relief. "Thank goodness." I muttered.

"I wasn't expecting it. I'm so glad, I didn't want to have to live with you for forever, your mom might start to hate me." She laughed.

"No, my mom would never hate you." I laughed back as I drove past Aria's house.

"You don't know that." She mumbled.

I sighed, and rolled my eyes, even though she wasn't here to see it.

"No, but come on, it's my mom. You know her." I pointed out.

"That's true." Spencer chuckled.

"So what did your dad say?" I asked.

"He just talked about how he was uncomfortable with the subject, but he still loved me, and accepted that." She explained.

"That's great Spencer, I'm so happy for you." I admitted.

"Yeah. I'm glad, I was so worried." She laughed, slightly embarrassed.

I laughed. "See Spence! I told you-"

I turned as a blinding light flashed from the passenger seat. The car jerked sideways with an impact of huge strength, and I was jolted to the side. A sharp pain flooded through my body, and I screamed with the intensity of it.

"EMILY?!" Spencer's voice screamed out from the phone.

I reached for the device groggily, my body overflowing with pain, but was unable to reach it before everything went black.