So I lied I'm updating today. Surprise. Last night I wrote a lot, and finished the chapter. (:
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Chapter Twenty One
As the two months came and went, Toby kept the secret of the kiss to himself. As did Spencer. Neither one of them told a soul. Not Aria, not Ezra, not Emily, not Wren, and not Hanna. Toby still felt guilty though, almost every single day, but he just couldn't tell her. When ever he tried, he talked himself out of it. By this time, he knew if he did tell her, she would break up with him. Even though she dropped Toby and Spencer's kiss from the wedding, she stopped hanging out with his friends and Toby knew she wasn't the biggest fan of Spencer.
By this time Wren was, seemed as if he was over the little kiss from the wedding. And Toby and Spencer. Well, they are friends. Toby knew clearly what she was doing. She would parade around in her underpants, make him go buy her tampons, and she would tell everyone he was like a brother to her. This made Toby cringe with anger. He deserved it though, he realized in Spencer's eyes, it seemed like Toby was just being a jackass and rejecting her. She didn't know the entire story. She didn't know about Wren and their pact. It was complicated, and he debated on telling her the truth, But he was walking on thin ice with Wren at the moment. It was too late anyways to explain anything. He messed up, and hurt her. He hated knowing that.
It was nearly Thanksgiving and November was coming to a close. The leaves were falling off trees, and the little animals were preparing for the harsh winter season. It was the Monday before Thanksgiving, and Toby was cuddled up next to Hanna, watching some commercial for black Friday. Toby took a deep breath, all he thought about was Spencer nowadays. Things seemed to go back to normal between them, and he couldn't say that he was happy about that. Had she moved on? Why shouldn't she move on? Toby was in a relationship. She should be happy...too. Was he really even happy though? He was confused, and it wasn't exactly fair for anyone in the situation. As the next commercial came on for sales on turkeys at the local supermarket, he shifted away from Hanna, no longer touching her. Before, he could say anything, she spoke first.
"I think you should come with me to meet my parents." She blurted quickly. Of course she would suggest that. Maybe he was being irrational, the timing was awful anyways. He needed to think this through.
"I can't." He blurted. "I'm going to-"He stuttered. "My step-sisters house." he said fluttering his eyes down.
"What?" She furrowed her eyebrows, narrowing her blue eyes on him as she shuffled the blanket in her hands. "I thought you-"
"I changed my mind," He mumbled. "I'm sorry." He said sympathetically looking into her soft upset aquamarine eyes.
"Okay," Her voice trailed questionably. "Well have fun." She offered lamely.
"Yeah," He said his blue eyes distant. "I should get going. It's late."
"It's ten." She blinked crossing her arms stubbornly, looking at him with a strange look plastered over her face.
"Yeah," He shrugged. "But, I'm just sort of tired." He replied quickly.
"Okay then." She huffed moving in for a kiss. He pecked her on the lips, and then darted out of there. Leaving Hanna confused.
Toby opened the door to his apartment and flung it open revealing Wren and Spencer sitting casually on the couch. "Hey," He greeted them.
"Hi," Spencer sat up from the couch like a rocket.
"Hello," Wren looked at him, guilt smeared across his face. Toby shifted his eyes between his two friends skeptically. They were acting weird.
"You're home early." Spencer said quickly folding her hands together and swinging them back and forth.
"Yeah," Toby nodded walking towards the kitchen to get a bottle of water. "I just-" His voice trailed. "I wanted to get some sleep."
"Oh." Spencer nodded biting her lip. "Well good night then." She said simply before plopping down back on the couch next to Wren. Toby offered a good night, and then with one last glance at his two friends on the couch, drifted off into his room and into slumber.
Wednesday came quickly and Toby was going to have to start packing if he was planning to leave that night. He didn't even want to go, it's just he couldn't meet Hanna's parents, if he was thinking about breaking up with her. He needed to get out of town any way, and although Jenna wasn't his first choice, it was the first thing to come to mind. Besides, his whole family was attending Jenna's first Thanksgiving, and he didn't have really anywhere else to go.
"Where are you going?" He heard Spencer suddenly say accompanied with a little laugh, which startled him that he dropped his red T-shirt. He looked up at her finally, and she was eyeing around his small room, probably thinking about how much of a slob he was. Usually, she would just insult him, but maybe things really weren't back to normal with them. Which made Toby's emotions scatter even more. "You're not running away are you?" She scolded lowering her head as she picked up a ball cap on his desk and twirled it around aimlessly.
"No," he chuckled standing up from his crouching position of packing his bag of clothes. "Jenna's." he said awkwardly.
"What?" She couldn't help but scoff as she dropped the hat back on his desk. "Are you serious?" He just looked at her indifferently, biting his lip. "Oh my god." She gaped. "Why? I thought you hated her." Her voice became serious.
"I-" He shrugged. "What are you doing for Thanksgiving?" he quickly changed counter-acted.
"Um," she mumbled. "I'm going to my sisters."
"What?" He practically shouted in surprise. Toby may have not been close with his family, but he sure as hell was a lot closer with his family, than Spencer was with hers.
"She just had a kid," She shrugged. "I had dinner with her a couple of months ago." Her voice trailed. "We're working things out." She said awkwardly not looking him in the eyes.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He said after a moment of silence, furrowing his eyebrows.
"I um-" She mumbled. When she had dinner with Melissa, she told Toby it was a date, to make him jealous. She wasn't going to tell him the truth, and get into that mess again. "It was when you were avoiding me." She said nonchalantly. It was true, kind of.
"Oh," he ducked his head down. "Sorry." He murmured looking down at his pile of his clothes.
"It's okay." She said instantly.
"Good." He beamed up at her. She nodded, her lips glued together.
"Toby," She spoke up apprehensively looking at him directly in his oceanic blue eyes. "Um," She swallowed. He was looking at her expectantly, and all his attention was on her like she was the most important person in the world. "Nevermind." She blurted quickly, dropping her head down to the floor.
"Are you sure?" He stepped closer.
"Yeah," She nodded. "It was stupid," Her voice trailed as she looked around the room. It wasn't the biggest room, but somehow Toby could make it so messy that it would take hours to clean up. On his desk were scattered papers, most likely sketches for work, his ball cap she just had a hold of, and an assortment of pens. Next to his desk was his dresser, filled with all his clothes, obviously. Spencer, couldn't deny that when helping him clean his room, that his clothes were her favorite part. They smelled just like him, but that didn't matter any more. In front of his dresser was Toby duffle bag and Toby, surrounded in piles of clothes. Then there was Toby's bed, unmade, and the sheets were halfway off. On the right side of his bed was a light stand, on it was a bowl, most likely from the other day, a cheep lamp, and his phone. On the left side of his bed was a small closet, that Toby really didn't even use asides for a bunch of junk. The walls of his room were painted with an eggshell, which Toby persisted was white but, they were also covered in pictures. Paintings, and light houses, they were all pretty.
"You really need to clean your room." She laughed sitting on his bed. It was messy, and unmade, but it defiantly was comfortable.
"I really need to, get going." He clarified standing up with the duffle bag over his shoulder gripping the strap.
"Good riddance." She smirked up at him. Then patted the seat next to him with a pout. "Sit with me." She pleaded, her voice soft but, in a higher pitch. With a sigh, Toby followed the brunettes instructions and took the seat next to her. She had a force on him, that no one had. It was weird and he didn't know why.
"How long are you going to be gone?" She asked tilting her head over at him.
"Just till Friday." He shrugged.
"Afternoon?" She lowered her head curiously.
"Yeah," He nodded.
"Well, I hope it goes well." Her raspy voice trailed, as she smacked her rosy lips together.
"And I hope Melissa's goes well." He offered.
"Yeah," She laughed. "We'll see."
After a long Thanksgiving day, filled with turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, biskets and more the messy haired boy was heading home. He wasn't planning on coming home on Thursday night, Thanksgiving, but he figured why spend another one hundred fifty dollars on motel room, that he didn't even like, when he could just go home in his own bed. Besides, driving at night was one of Toby's favorite past times. It was time to think, although roads seemed pretty crazy since it was black Friday.
When he got home finally, around two a.m and he didn't like what he saw. He stood at the door too frazzled to move, the door still flying open behind him. The sight in front of Toby was horrifying, at least to Toby. In front of him was Wren and Spencer, practically on top of each other. Spencer practically flew off Wren, and she was now standing up, a guilty look covering her face. Her eyes growing with worry, as she rubbed her arm up and down nervously. Wren sat up on the couch looking plain, and indifferent as if he was holding something back.
"I didn't think you we're coming tonight." Spencer offered not even daring to look into his blue eyes.
Toby didn't say anything but, simply shot Wren a disgusted look and didn't even look at Spencer, he simply just turned on his feet and headed out the door. He needed to calm down, but it looks like he wasn't going to get that. Was he? He heard Spencer shouting his name from down the hall, and he turned around finally sharply. He glared at her coldly, his blue eyes turning into ice burgs.
"Toby just listen," She pleaded. Toby didn't say anything, simply just bit his cheek harder, he could taste the blood in his mouth, but that didn't stop him. He clenched his fists angrily, digging his short nails into his skin, as his jaw clenched tightly. He was breathing heavy, and felt like punching a wall, or even better, Wren.
"I-" She said her voice mixed with uncertainly She had no idea what she was even trying to explain, to be honest. To add to the fumbling on her words, she had a few too many glasses of wine, and wasn't drunk per se, but she was close. "I um-" She stuttered furrowing her eye brows at her own confusion and gaping her mouth like a fish gasping for water.
"Wren." Toby said flatly in one breath, unclenching his fists and then clenching them back together withing a millisecond. "And you." He glared into her dazzled mocha eyes.
"I don't know what you want me to say-" She began.
"What the hell was that?" He questioned furiously, his voice rising.
"It-" She fumbled on her words biting her lip nervously, hell, why was she explaining herself. Her and Toby we're friends. Why did it matter to him? Afterall, he completely rejected her. Spencer's rage arose quickly. "Why do you even care?" She shot back harshly.
"Are you kidding?" he lowered his icy blue eyes, his draw dropping. Spencer just stared at him searching for answers in his big cold glacier blue eyes. It was a few seconds before he could even say anything. He ran his fingers through his messy light brown hair, and then shook his head. "Spencer, we, I've told you I had feelings for you." He blurted.
"And you moved on." She counteracted quickly.
"That kiss." he stepped closer narrowing her eyes on the brunette in front of him.
"Never happened-"
"Spencer," He warned. "Just because you say something never happened, doesn't mean anything." He said rage flooding his words.
"You said it didn't mean-"
"No, I didn't." He said quickly. "I told you that I was with Hanna."
"Exactly," She said sharply with a huff of anger. She moved the hair out of her face and swallowed hardly. "So why can't I be with someone." She said abruptly.
"Someone." Toby smiled in disbelief shaking his head, as his voice cracked. "Someone, isn't Wren. Wren is-" he fumbled. "Why." he said flatly, his hurt now seeping through his words. "You could be with any one, but you chose Wren." He said shaking his head looking down. Spencer just inhaled sharply, and ducked her head down. "Is this just a one time thing or-" he said softly, his words drenched in sadness.
"It's been-" She stumbled on her words. "I-" She gulped now looking up at him. "It sort of just happened around month ago." She managed to say.
"And if I didn't walk in on you two. Then I would have just never found out." He stared at her hardly with a frown, hurt running through his sad blue eyes.
"I just-" She mumbled.
"Was it Wren?" He asked sharply. Anger running through his veins yet again. "Did he want to keep it a secret?" He asked in disgust.
"No," She looked down. "It was me." her voice trailed with shame.
"Why?"
"I didn't-" She gulped. "I just thought that, it would be better. You wouldn't get-"
"Hurt." He said flatly scoffing in disgust. "So you do know this is wrong?" he threw his hands up and then shot her a glare of disgust before turning on his feet.
"Toby!" She shouted as she stepped in front of him. "Come on, you have to cut me some slack." She smiled in disbelief. "You broke me heart." She said her voice breaking, she had a vulnerable look in her soft mocha eyes. He had to resist the urge to pull her in his arms, and stroke her long brown hair. But he couldn't.
"Wanna know why?" He shot back, anger filling his words quickly. "Because that fucking scum in there, and I made a pact that we wouldn't let a girl come between us." He said in disgust, his voice increasing with anger by the second.
"Wait what?" She blurted.
"We both liked you, so we agreed that we would all just be friends." he said his voice dark and angry.
"And you just decide my relationships now?" She raged. Her eyes becoming daggers as they pierced into Toby's ice burg eyes. "Wow," She pushed in roughly, hurt forming into her mocha eyes. "Did you ever consider my feelings!" She yelled. "You asshole." She gritted through her teeth, her nostrils flaring as her mocha eyes filled with tears.
"Spencer, whatever." he said throwing his hands off. "Have fun with Wren." He said in disgust. Spencer simple just pushed him again, and chose a variety of swear words to call Toby as he left down the hall, not even looking back at her. Spencer rubbed her watery eyes, and then slid down the wall and sat on the floor. In the middle of the hallway furiously, yelling out her frustration into her fists. Until Wren came outside, and took her back inside.
"You and Toby had an agreement not to be with me?" She narrowed her eyes. "What the hell!" She exclaimed furiously.
"It was stupid." Wren said softly.
"You both are idiots." She raged. "You don't decide who I end up with." She said in disgust.
"I'm sorry," he said his hazelnut eyes boring into her brown ones. When Wren was upset, he looked like a sad puppy. It was irresistible. "But, once I started developing strong feelings for you, I just couldn't resist."
"Yeah," She mumbled itching the back of her head. "I think I'm going to sleep." She mumbled hazily before ignoring Wren's goodnight kiss and walking into her room. The nerve Toby had. He had done so much to her. Maybe going out with his best friend, or best guy friend, or 'brother' or whatever, was wrong. But, Toby had done a lot of wrong things to her. She was so furious at Toby, and Wren. They don't decide her feelings. She isn't an prize possession, shes a human being. How dare them act like she can be owned.
Lol bitter chapter. Okay so like i know. I know. But, next chapter something happens that will make you happy. Most of these chapters for the next idk how long are going to be bittersweet. Lol Um yeah? Don't hate me. I feel like this was rushed? Idk tell me what you think.
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