Chapter Thirteen

Spencer searched the restaurant for Melissa. Finally, she found her sister a glass of water in hand, and looking as professional as she could possible be. She looked up, and then sprang up wrapping Spencer into a friendly hug. Spencer hadn't seen her sister in nearly three years, and could see the physical traits of her sister change drastically. Her hair was a lighter shade of brown, and her face had matured. The most noticeable thing about her was her belly though. It was round, and big . Melissa was pregnant? Had she married? It would be so unlike little Ms. Perfect to get pregnant, and not be married.

After the greeting between the two sisters, they both sat back down. Spencer, cleared her throat awkwardly. "Congratulations." Spencer blurted.

"Thank you!" Melissa squealed giddily.

"Are you-did you, who's the father?" Spencer sputtered across the table, glancing at the candle's light flicker.

"You've never met him," Melissa rushed out. "His name is Charles. He works at my firm, and we started dating about a year and half ago, and-" She shrugged. "We kinda we're in for a surprise." She said placing her hands over her stomach. It was clear to Spencer that Melissa wasn't married, unless she had simply taken the ring off. Spencer wondered how her flawless parents reacted to their most perfect daughter getting pregnant without being betrothed.

"Do mom and dad know?" Spencer blurted.

"No," Melissa shook her head with an indifferent expression still looking at her belly. "I'll tell them eventually," She added nonchalantly like they weren't any one important.

"How far along are you?" Spencer questioned.

"Six months." Melissa smiled foolishly, finally taking a glance back at Spencer. "I was so happy when you called." She grinned widely. "Even ask Charles. I nearly was jumping up and down."

Spencer had to stop herself from asking why. It's not like they had ever been close, and if she wanted to reconnect so badly, why was Spencer the one making the call. Well, yes, the only reason Spencer was calling, and making dinner arrangements with Melissa was because of Wren. But, that clearly wasn't going to work out. Knowing Melissa, she was probably already out of work, and making sure everything was beyond perfect for the arrival of her bundle of joy.

"I want you to be part of little Stephanie's life." She said giddily glancing at her belly once more. The pregnancy certainly did put a positive glow on Melissa, she never use to be this cheerful, even when she was a cheer leader in highschool. She was always bitter, and snotty. Certainly never this nice.

"Oh," Spencer raised an eyebrow surprised.

"I just-" Melissa gestured rolling her hands in the air. "I hope to not be as dysfunctional as our family was, and I don't want all this negativity in her life."

Wow, Spencer thought. Melissa was actually acting like a normal human being, and not doing everything for her benefit. Maybe this baby would really bring out the best in a bad situation. "What about mom and dad?" Spencer questioned.

"I don't know." Melissa mumbled as if she was annoyed. As if the waiter had perfect time, he came in and took their orders. Spencer barely glanced at her menu, because she was so fixated on Melissa's new way of life. So she simply got the first thing on her menu that looked appetizing, which was a sirloin steak.

After the dinner, Spencer made her way back to her apartment. It had been a long day, first she had work, then that fight with Toby which seemed to be resolved, and then dinner with Melissa. All she wanted to do was go home, and collapse on her bed, but nothing was ever that simple.

When Spencer got home, she found Wren was in the living room and Toby was out. Probably on his date, she thought bitterly. She didn't quite grasp why he was even dating this girl. Spencer knew even before meeting her, that she would hate her.

"So do you need any help with any thing?" Spencer asked Wren standing above him in her stretchy shorts, and worn out T-shirt that had 'Rosewood field hockey" sketched across it.

"No," He mumbled softly. "But, I just wanted to thank you."

"Thank me?" She said taken back. "What exactly for?" She smiled.

"You are quite the nurse." he smirked up at her his hazelnut eyes gleaming into hers.

"Only for the best," She teased. "Get some sleep." She said patting his shoulder.

"Spencer wait," Wren stumbled on his words, as Spencer darted her head back at him.

"Yeah?" She murmured falling back onto the chair next to Wren.

"I-" He stuttered. "You know what," He shook his head "Never mind."

"You sure?" She furrowed her eye brows with a nervous laugh.

"Not really." He murmured.

"What?" Spencer said flatly, and clearly confused.

"I was just thinking," Wren shook his head. "Do you ever imagine us as anything more than friends."

"What?" Spencer's eyes bulged. Wren? No, she's honestly never thought about it. She was too suprised to think of any thing off it anyways, her mind was flooded with thoughts already. Besides, there was Toby. Who...was on a date with another girl. When did Spencer get so love sick? Wren had just made her more confused.

"Think about it." He tilted his head with a sheepish boy smile.

"Okay." She breathed stepping up hesitantly.

"Good night Spencer." He said coolly, as nothing had just gone on between them. He was so cool and relaxed about it unlike Toby, who after a kiss ran away and disappeared into a crowd of people. Maybe she needed someone like Wren. The whole situation was confusing, and she didn't exactly know what her and Toby ever had. She needed to know that to be sure of any thing. She needed clarification.

"Good night Wren." She said her voice trailing as she drifted down the hall and into her room. What had just happened?

The next two days passed as if nothing had happened between her and Wren. Things with Toby seemed to be getting better, although they hadn't really seen each other around the apartment much. The thought of her and Wren flooded her mind throughout the last two days more than anything. Was Wren the perfect guy for her? Was he sitting under her nose the whole time, and she was to distracted by Toby to notice? Things with Wren seemed so easy, and it's not like Wren wasn't handsome. He was charming, and handsome, and probably a girl's dream, if you threw in that he also had a British accent. But was he Spencer's dream? Spencer always thought they were just friends, it never seemed to be anything more. Maybe they could work as a couple? But, she still had strong feelings for Toby, and now she was just more confused with those feelings than ever. Tonight would hold her answers.

She was finally having that, long over due, night alone with Toby. She was planning to talk to him, about the kiss, about everything that has been happening between them. She had it all scripted out in her head, but theres a big difference between expectations and real life.

Spencer and Toby made their way to small Mexican restaurant, that they always would go to together. It was full of memories, and it was one of Spencer's favorite places to be. They were about to make some more memories that night.

Spencer and Toby sat at the colorful tile table across each other. The salsa music surrounded them mixed with occasional cheers coming from groups of men, or woman who were watching the Philies game attentively. A bowl of chips and salsa sat in the middle of the table, and both friends took turns devouring it. There chips and salsa was the best there, it was mostly the reason they came to this little Mexican restaurant so often, well used too. Not to mention, the chips and salsa were endless. They were free, and you could have as many as you wanted. How could you not go to a restaurant like that?

Anyways, tonight, Spencer and Toby weren't at the Mexican restaurant just to eat chips, they were here to talk about things. Well that's what Spencer wanted anyways, after the waiter came and took their orders, Spencer was planning to get answers. She didn't care if she was going to sound like some 'E news reporter' barging in on Toby's life. She deserved to know these things. Starting with how close he was with this mysterious girl friend he had.

"So," Spencer said picking up a tortilla chip and then dipping it into the salsa bowl next to it. "You've been dating a lot nowadays." She said before shoving the chip covered in salsa into her mouth.

"Not really," He mumbled nervously. "I mean." he gulped. "It's not like i'm dating one hundred different girls, it's the same girl." He laughed nervously.

"Oh," Spencer nodded in understanding. She almost wished he was just sleeping around with some whore, instead of anything real. But, no this was Toby. And he was to good of a guy to do anything like that. Spencer didn't even know what she was thinking. "So it's serious?" She asked pushing her straw around in her glass, which was filled with raspberry lemonade.

"Yeah," Toby shrugged, uncertainty threaded through his words.

"You don't sound sure," Spencer tilted her head at her messy haired friend with piercing blue eyes. Spencer's mocha eyes were glazed in curiosity, and maybe even a glimpse of hope.

"Well," He rolled his shoulders back and dipped a chip into the salsa. "We never really clarified anything." He said with almost a sigh.

"You haven't." Spencer said raising her eyebrows, her eyes lightening up at what Toby had just said.

"No." He smacked his lips with a head shake. He rolled his head down, and began to scratch the red tile on the table. "What about you?" He said his voice low. "You had that date the other night?"

Date? Spencer thought. What date? Her eyebrows knitted, and then she suddenly remembered the lie she had told Toby the other night. "Oh," She said awkwardly. "It was just a date." She pursed her lips sipping some of her raspberry lemonade.

"Was he nice? Are you going out with him again?" Toby pried.

"Probably not," She rushed out. "He was kind a douche." She lied flipping her long brown hair. She had curled her hair in spirals, and was determined to impress Toby in her short summery sundress, and her lit up eyes.

"You don't deserve that." He said softly still scratching the tile nervously. "You deserve a guy who will make you happy, and treat you right."

"Yeah," She said nodding hesitantly. "Toby-I" She began to say before a Mexican trio started playing away, and singing happy birthday, in Spanish, to a group a few tables away from them. It was loud, and made it un capable of hearing anything asides the trio singing. She had the worst timing. Spencer sighed and looked up.

After it quieted down, of course Toby had to change the topic.

"Remember when we all came here." Toby said not identifying any one specific considering he would have to name his exgirlfriend, and Spencer's exboyfriend Andrew. "For my birthday? That cake they give you is like the best." He went on. "It's like three layers of heaven." He said licking his lips.

"Yeah," Spencer forced a laugh. He would change the subject. "That was fun." Her voice trailed indifferently. The thought of Andrew made her cringe.

"I think i'm going to come here again for my birthday." He said with a nod as he darted his eyes back at Spencer, from the excitement of the birthday in the corner.

"You're such a little kid." she scoffed.

"What?" He chuckled. "I can't have free cake? And free chips and salsa?" He smirked before shoving a chip into his mouth.

"Whatever," She laughed shaking her head.

"Fine, then your not invited." He teased sounding even more childish.

"Fine, I didn't want to be invited any ways." She shifted in her seat, giving him a glare.

"Okay, you can come. If you apologize." He said softly, his eyes sparkling.

"I'm sorry you're secretly a five year old trapped in a twenty three year old's body," She said with a smug smile, as she pressed her palm to her chest. "I'm truly sorry." She said softly, a grin forming on her lips.

Toby chuckled under his breath, and threw a chip at her.

"Hey!" She said firmly but broke out into a giggle. She kicked him under the table, and then laughed at him as he groaned in pain.

"Oh come on," He laughed. "I threw a tortilla chip at you, and you get to kick me?" He pouted. "Not fair."

"All's fair in love and war." She hummed as she took a chip, and dipped it into the salsa. Toby hated that phrase, nothing was fair in life. Especially love. Toby sighed and clenched his hands together under the table.

"So," Spencer smacked her lips as a smile took hold of her face. "Remember when we first met?" She broke out into a laugh.

"What?" He knitted his eyebrows together curiously.

"You hit on me." She cocked her head at him with a smug look on face.

"Did not." He murmured taking a sip of his coke.

"Did too." She leaned in with a sweet smile running over her face. "I never told you this," She slumped back into her seat. "But, your the reason me and Andrew broke up." She admitted her eyes gazed off into nothing.

"What?" He nearly spit out his drink.

"Well you," She clarified with a shrug. "And the fact that he was incapable of trusting me." She rolled her eyes.

"Wait," He murmured. "What?" He blurted confused as ever.

"He thought I was a little too close with you." She said boring into his oceanic eyes. "He thought we we're more than friends." She scoffed. He laughed nervously too. "Isn't that stupid?" She said her voice becoming faint.

"Crazy." He bit his lip nervously looking in her chocolate eyes, slouching over the table.

"Insane." She mimicked her voice low, and raspier than usual.

"I'm sorry," Toby said slumping back quickly into his chair as he crossed his arms protectively over his chest. He aborted his eyes away from her, he still had feelings for her. It was obvious, he couldn't deny that.

"No," She said softly shaking her head. "Don't be. I much rather have you, than him." She said softly looking at him, her eyes sparkling. Toby swallowed hardly. She wasn't exactly clear. Andrew was her boy friend, and she much rather have Toby? Toby felt like he had just poured a bottle off hot sauce into his mouth. He could feel the temperature in his body increase by the second.

"That's why I've been so upset lately," She admitted sheepishly biting her lip till it bled as she gripped the table. "You're my best friend." She said softly. "I know there's Wren, and Aria." She said her voice trailing. "But, i don't know." She swallowed hardly. "You just are always there for me, and stuff." She shrugged nervously.

"You're mine too." He said boring into her mocha eyes. "I'm sorry that I've been such a jerk to you lately," He pressed his thumb to his palm. "I deserved that kick." He smiled softly.

"Yeah," She scoffed. "You did."

"Spencer," He said softly looking down. "No matter what happens," He swallowed. "I want you to know your important to me." His voice led out shakily.

"As you are to me." She said softly. "And I don't think anything could change that." Her voice broke out softly. Toby could barely hear her over the loud music.

"Things happen." He clenched his jaw. "And-"

"Can I just ask you something?" She rushed out nervously.

"Sure," His voice trailed uncertainly.

"That kiss," She gulped. "Was it just you being drunk, or"

Toby looked down at the table. He had no idea what to say. Spencer obviously felt the same way, but Wren, and Hanna. Their relationship would hurt people close to him.

"I-" He said. "I guess, I might of had a little crush on you." He admitted sheepishly. "But, I've moved on." He looked up sharply. It wasn't true. Maybe he had moved two steps forward, but he had certainly still had strong feelings for the girl sitting across from him.

"Oh," She said knitting her forehead looking down. She felt the brim of her eyes fill with tears and she quickly blinked to clear them away. After a pregnant pause she looked up back at him, and swallowed hardly. "Well, I'm glad we're past that." She said forcing her self to smile.

"Me too." His voice led out.

As if it was the only perfect timing they've ever had, the waiter came back with their food. The rest of the evening was surprisingly not awkward, but once they got home. Both friends parted from each other, and Spencer fled to her room where she would let out her suppressed tears, as Toby would toss and turn in his bed. He would question whether he had done the right thing, sure he would be hurting Wren if he became romantically involved with Spencer. But, he saw that Spencer was hurt when he said he had moved on. He was beyond confused with this mess by now. He was confused for his feelings for Hanna. He was confused about his feelings for Spencer. Nothing made sense to him anymore.

So yes. I know most of you are going to be pissed at Toby! and I would be too. But, it's a story. So, just yeah. Everything can't be perfect. Lol, but omg did you see the new PLL? My babies! They are still in that rough patch, but OMG Toby is so flawless. Like omg Spoby = Perfection. Even when he was pissed at Spencer, and wasn't even sure what he was lying about. He lied for her. He committed a felony for her because of how much he loves her. Just omg, trfgnrft. I know Toby's safer not knowing about 'A' but Spencer you can at least tell him everything else! Just ahghfgngh. I cant.

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