The Nightmare Returns

Spencer's POV

A week and a half has past since my sisters wedding. A week and a half has past since the last time I saw Toby. He doesn't even look at me anymore. We haven't gotten in a fight these last two weeks. I heard from Hanna that Toby told Caleb that he missed two days of school last week and he wasn't here today. Toby never misses school at least not unless it's for something serious. The only time he missed school was when his mother died. He came back to school the day after I visited him. Part of me wonders if I'm the reason he came back or if his father finally broke down his door and dragged him to school.

Right now my parents are busy decorating the house for Melissa and Ian's homecoming. There're coming home from their honeymoon. I think they went to London together. My mother yelled at me and told me to come down to help get everything ready. She doesn't want me to ruin Melissa's homecoming. Instead of arguing, I pushed myself off my bed and went down to help. My parents only worked for an hour then left me to do the rest. The whole getting ready process took eight hours.

The girls offered to come over and help, but they could only stay over for a couple hours. Emily was supposed to help her mom plan a menu for Thanksgiving. It's something their family does every year. They go shopping for food and later they start decorating their house for Christmas. Hanna has plans to meet up with her dad, stepmom, and stepsister for dinner. She's not really looking forward to it, since she doesn't get along with her stepfamily. Aria has a special date night with Ezra. Supposably this will be their first official date as an official couple.

By the time my parents got home I had everything ready for Melissa and Ian's homecoming. My mother made a ham for Melissa since that's her favorite. She also made sweet potatoes, green beans, cesurae salad, and banana bread. I made the banana bread and helped make the salad. Throughout the whole time my mother kept warning me to not ruin this dinner. I rolled my eyes and said, "of course."

"Mom we're home," Melissa's voice rang through the house.

Melissa and Ian walked into the kitchen with grins on their faces. My mom stopped what she was doing and ran to hug Melissa. My dad came over and the four of them engaged in a conversation. I just stood by the counter trying to stay out of the way.

"Spencer, why don't you take Ian and Melissa's stuff up to the guest room," dad said.

I wanted to argue, but I just nodded and did what I was told. Ian slipped his hand from behind Melissa's waist and said. "Spencer I'll give you a hand with those."

"No, it's okay I got it."

"I would like to carry my own bag upstairs."

Ian took his bag and followed me up the stairs. I set Melissa's bag on the bed then set her hand bag on the dresser. Ian threw his bag on the floor next to the end of the bed. He sighed and put his hands in his pockets.

"So what did you think of the wedding?" He asked.

I shrugged. "It was nice. It's a same though that my parents paid for a wedding when the marriage will most likely fall apart in a few months."

"Melissa and I are not going to get a divorce okay, I love her."

"Is that why you were kissing a blonde tramp on your wedding day?" I challenged.

"I didn't kiss anyone."

I crossed my arms. "I saw you in the parking lot of the mall that day. You were in a car with some blonde girl."

"That was my cousin."

I scuffled and said, "do you kiss all of your cousins like that's? If my phone wasn't dead I would've snapped a picture to prove it."

Ian ran his hand through his hair and sighed. "That was an ex-girlfriend of mine. I dated her for awhile after Melissa and I broke up."

"Oh really, which time the first, second, third, or fourth time?" I challenged.

"Don't look at this the wrong way Spencer. Meredith was just a girl I used to know. She heard I was getting married and wanted to talk. She was congratulating me."

I chuckled dryly. "Yeah that's some way to congratulate you."

He stepped closer and smirked. "It was the same way I wanted to congratulate you for winning us the first place trophy in field hockey."

"Don't touch me," I hissed, while stepping back.

"Don't poke around where you don't belong Spencer," his eyes grew darker as he spoke. "If you keep poking around you might end up getting hurt."

Ian brushed past my shoulder and walked out of the room. I stood back for a moment and looked around the room. When I was sure Ian was down stairs, I looked over at his suitcase. Why did Ian want to carry his own bag? There has to be something in there that he doesn't want anyone to see. I looked at the door to make sure nobody was coming then I walked over to Ian's bag. I kneeled down in front of it and carefully and quietly unzipped it. When I looked through the bag I found a magazine filled with pictures of naked women.

"Ew," I said then put it back where I found it.

I checked the other pockets as well. I'm not really sure what I'm looking for. That was until I stomped upon a familiar pair of black boots and a black hoodie. Yes I've seen this stuff before. This is what my attacker was wearing. That's when I put the pieces together. Ian is the one who's been attacking me. I had a feeling it was him, but I needed more prof. When I searched some more I found a little black book filled with names that he's been in contact with.

"Spencer dinners ready!" Mom called up the stairs.

I scrambled to put everything back the way I found it. I put everything back except the book. I ran down the hall to my room and hide the book underneath my red chair. My mother called for me again to hurry up.

"I'm coming!" I called, while running down the stairs.

"What took you so long?" Dad asked.

"I was in the bathroom."

Everyone was already sitting at the table. The only seat that was available is the one next to my dad. Dinner was brutal. All my parents did was talk about Melissa and when we weren't talking about Melissa, Ian and Melissa would talk about their honeymoon.

"Spencer what have you done while we were away?" Melissa asked.

"Oh uh well I got a 100 on my last English test plus five extra credit points."

"Interesting, what was the test over?"

"It was over a book we read. We read King Arthur."

My moms face lit up. "Oh I remember Melissa taking a test over that." She turned her attention to Melissa. "Didn't you get a 100 plus teen extra credit points?"

Melissa smiled and nodded. "I also got extra credit on all my physics tests."

Dad looked at me. "Which reminds me. Spencer didn't you have a big Physics test last week?"

"Yes I did."

"How did you do on it?"

"The whole room grew silent and all eyes are on me. "I got an A-."

"An A-!" Mother exclaimed. "Melissa has always gotten A pluses."

"You need to study harder," father said. "If you want to succeed in life then you have to start being more like your sister."

"I'm working as hard as I can."

"Well work harder," mom said.

"I'm not hungry."

I folded my napkin and stood up from my seat. Everyone else went back to their conversation, while I walked upstairs. I on my back and stared up at my ceiling. I stayed like this for a few hours. I must've closed my eyes and went to sleep. When I woke up the house was silent. I got off my bed then tip toed down the hall to the empty kitchen. The lights were all off down stairs except for the one above the stove. My mother left me a note saying that they all went out for desert.

That meant their all gone. Since nobody is here I guess now would be a good time to look at the book. I ran back up the stairs and dug the book out from where I hide it. I flipped through the pages and noticed names written on every page. Some of them were girl names a few of them were boy names. I heard footsteps coming down the hall. I scrambled off the floor and lied back down on my bed. The book was hidden underneath my pillow. My bedroom door creaked open slowly and when I opened my eyes, Ian was standing over me with a deadly look in his eyes.

"Where's the book?" He growled.

"What the hell are you doing in here?" I hissed.

"I asked you a question, now where's the book?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. Now would you please leave."

When I tried to sit up, Ian shoved me back down on to the bed. I looked at him with terroir in my eyes.

Ian held me down and said. "Give me back the book."

I kicked Ian off of me and he fell to the floor with a load thump. Then I grabbed the book and scrambled out of my room and down stairs. My hand was on the doorknob when I felt Ian come up behind behind me to hold me back. He wrapped his arms around my neck and held me back. I was having trouble breathing. I scratched, screamed, punched, and kicked at him until he let me go. When I elbowed him in the groan he yelled and fell to the ground. Once I was free I ran out of my house in the pouring rain and ran to the only place I knew where to go.

Ian was running after me yelling and cursing my name. I have to hurry if I want to get to his house before Ian kills me. When I got to his house I ran up to his front door and started yelling and banging on the door. Hopefully nobody else is home right now.

"Toby, open the door please open the door!" I yelled, while pounding my fist into the door. "Toby please hurry he's coming!" When there was no reply I screamed even louder. "Toby, please!"

Cliffhanger! Will Toby answer the door? Is he even home? What will happen next? The only way to find out is to keep reading.

Since it's the holidays I don't know when I will update again. If you want something new to read check out my new story In Love With a Criminal. I posted the first chapter days ago. If you haven't read it already go check it out. Happy holidays everyone!