Chapter Eighteen

Spencer stayed wide awake until dawn. Around seven-thirty her eyes finally closed, and she fell asleep. How could she do this? Their friendship was being sabotaged once again. Being the good guy Toby was, he would tell Hanna. Hanna was pregnant with his child, and if, she forgave him, there was now, without a doubt, make sure Spencer wasn't a part of Toby's life. Spencer was a home wrecker. She felt like shit falling asleep, and felt like shit waking up, at three in the afternoon. She hoped Wren wouldn't be home, she didn't feel like talking to him, but of course he was home. Because, this is how her life works.

"Spencer," Wren greeted her with a huge grin taking over his fair face, over the counter as he prepared him self a sandwich. "You're awake." he acknowledged.

"Yeah," She gulped avoiding his brown eyes, that seemed to be watching her every move diligently. She moved her way to the coffee pot, which was of course steps away from where Wren was standing. She started to prepare the coffee, as Wren continued trying to ignite a conversation.

"Did you go out last night too?" Wren laughed nervously. Wren had woken nearly two hours ago after coming home at three, with a girl, luckily Spencer hadn't been awake still, and luckily she was asleep when the girl left two hours ago. Wren didn't want Spencer thinking he was a pig, bringing one night stands home. That would decrease his chances of ever being with Spencer.

"No." Spencer said abruptly. Should she lie? What the hell does she even say? I kissed your best friend, cause you know, I don't see you as anything more than a friend, but I love him. Spencer actually loved him? This was the first time she's ever admitted it...well to her self anyways. He's also is pregnant with Hanna, so you know I'm just the home-wrecking slut who made things much more complicated for everyone. No, she wasn't go to tell him the truth. The truth was just plain shit. "I just couldn't sleep." She said keeping her eyes on the coffee grounds she was pouring in the coffee tray.

"Any reason for that?" He asked, knitting his bushy eyebrows.

"Just a lot on my mind, i guess." She shrugged facing the coffee pot. She really wished she had someone to talk to about this, but of course Ezra and Aria were working.

"Anything particular?" he asked stepping close to her, maybe a little too close. Spencer was sure, after that passionate and real kiss for Toby, that she had no romantic feelings for Wren. She really wasn't up for crushing spirits that morning though.

"No," She smacked her lips keeping her mocha eyes on the coffee pot, that began making her precious, and most needed coffee.

"You want to talk about it?" He pried. Wow, he just wouldn't give up. She admired this about him, his persistency, he wouldn't give up on anything. Wren and Spencer were a lot a like, both not giving up. Although, Wren was a little bit more persistant than Spencer. Right now, she hated this quality of Wren's. She wished he would just drop it.

"No," She snapped looking at him finally fluttering her eyes. Her stare was hard, and he walked away sensing her aggravation. Spencer sighed, she had no reason to be mad at Wren, yet she was treating him like shit? "Wren," She said going after him and taking a seat next to him on the couch, the same couch that her and Toby had basically made out on the night before. Spencer cringed. She felt like crying, Toby was her best friend, now everything was all screwed up. She felt hot tears rolling down her cheeks suddenly, and Wren rubbing her back. It seemed like it all happened within seconds, but the next thing she knew Wren was inches from her face leaning in for a kiss. Spencer pulled back abruptly, and jumped of the couch. He looked at her, upset, and confused.

"I'm sorry." He breathed before rushing to her room. Did she just mess things up with Wren too? She had to talk to Toby, she had to convince him not to tell Hanna. She couldn't lose him. With a brisk good-bye, to a very confused Wren, she was out the door. Toby was getting off work right about now, the only good timing she has ever had with him, and texted him to meet her at the small chinese restaurant down town.

Spencer waited for Toby in the restaurant tapping her fingers impatiently against the table. It felt like hours, before Toby finally showed up. Without a word, he sat across from her. It was beyond awkward.

"Hey," Spencer fluttering her eyes away from him.

"Hello," He said looking down avoiding her chocolate eyes too. After what seemed like another eternity of awkwardness, Spencer broke the silence. "So, last night. I'm sorry."

"Spencer," Toby said softly finally looking into her mocha eyes. "I'm just as guilty as you. More guilty than you, I'm the one with the girl friend, the one who is going to be a father soon." He said in a low voice, as if some one was recording this conversation, and planning to use it as blackmail , and send it to Hanna anonymously. Like that would ever happen.

"Yeah, but," She shook her head apprehensively.

"Us constantly just saying sorry doesn't change what happened." He said as if he was only taking one breath, for the whole entire sentence.

"I know." She said widening her eyes, and nodding in understandably. "I just feel like shit." She admitted with a scoff of disbelief.

"Me too." He said trailing his eyes away from Spencer.

"Toby you can't tell Hanna." Spencer blurted after a minute of silence.

"What?" He furrowed his eyebrows. "Are you insane? Of course, i have to tell her." He glared at the brunette sitting across from him.

"Toby," Spencer pleaded. "She's pregnant, the stress isn't good for the baby. And everything." Spencer bit her lip. "She isn't going to want me around." She looked down. "Please," She begged him.

"Spencer,-"

"Toby," Spencer inhaled heavily. "It's my fault." Spencer said sternly. "If she ever finds out, the story will be I kissed you, and that was the end of it."

"I can't." he shrugged. "Spencer, I cheated on her." he gritted through his teeth. "She's having my kid, and I cheated on her." he dropped his head. "I'm a terrible person, and if i don't tell her, I'll just be eaten alive of the guilt." He said not even looking at the burnette in front of him.

"So this is it." She swallowed hardly, looking for his blue eyes longingly. He looked up, and simply just gulped.

"Spencer, maybe if I tell the truth, she'll understand." He began.

"Understand what?" She spat. "What is there to understand?" She searched his face, but he looked as clueless as her.

"I don't know." He mumbled mindlessly.

"There you have it." She shook her head.

"I'll say it was just in the moment," Toby said with a shrug.

"Was it?" She asked knitting her forehead, which put Toby at a lost for words. The question lingered between the two for a while, unanswered. To save them from the awkward silence, the waitress came by and took their orders for their drinks. Both, simply just ordered a coffee.

Toby huffed, and looked everywhere but, Spencer. "Just because I tell her the truth, doesn't mean you aren't going to be part of my life." Toby said finally finding her mocha eyes again.

"Are you on crack!" She practically yelled. "Of course that's what it means," She said her mouth forming a frown, as her eyes became glossy and she bit her lip hardly to suppress the frown.

"It doesn't have to be that way." He said a frown forming on his face mirroring hers, he hated seeing her this way. Upset. He hated knowing that Spencer may be right.

"Yeah," She smiled in disbelief looking up, blinking rapidly, to wipe away the forming tears. "It does Toby." She said sternly looking into is blue eyes, and the dropping her head. " I know how girls are, and it's going to have to be this way." She said softly, pain threading in her voice.

"It can't." He breathed.

"Well, it is." Spencer said sternly looking at him with pleading eyes. "Please don't tell her."

"I have too." Toby said sympathetically. "I just can't tell her." He shrugged.

"Yeah I know," She said looking down. After nearly what seemed like a century of silence, Spencer spoke up again. "So this is it." She arched her eyebrows, biting her lip to till it bled as she looked at him, hurt in her eyes.

"It doesn't have to be." He said softly, hope glimmering in his deep blue eyes.

"Yeah," She nodded slowly. "It does." her voice broke. Soon, the waiter came back. Took their orders, and the rest of their lunch, was pretty quiet. Both were upset, and confused, and didn't know what the future was going to hold. Toby did know, that he wasn't about to lose Spencer though. They promised to stay friends, and he was planning to keep that promise. Even if that meant fighting for her.

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"Can I go with you?" He asked.

"Yeah," She nodded with a smile. "That would be nice." She finally looked at him.

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