Here's another chapter as always I love the reviews.

When Spencer finally got on the bus she was freezing but she felt better. The bus driver gave her a blanket and dropped her off where she got on thankfully he let her keep the blanket. She had been barefoot since she left the beach. Her ankle didn't hurt and her cast was still in the bag but none of that mattered. She had been thinking about Lucius the whole bus ride, she knew her "Dream" it was real but why would he go through all the effort to make her forget everything, give her wounds and put her in the hospital. None of it made sense.

Spencer walked home feeling a bit better. But once she got near her house she saw press, her mother and Jessica standing in front of her house.

"There she is," Before she knew what was happening she was being swarmed by press. She caught her mother's glare before she turned and walked inside with Jessica.

"How does it feel to be home?"

"It feels good,"

"Did you ever wake up from your coma in the past few months?"

"No, I didn't."

Spencer felt an overwhelming sense to say something.

"Spencer your mother says that you two are starting to repair your relationship how does that feel?"

"Wait she said what?" She said snapping back to reality.

"She said that you two are starting to repair your relationship,"

"Um actually that's not true; Cassandra isn't trying at all to repair the relationship that she ruined,"

"What do you mean but that?"

"I mean that all she cares about all she's ever cared about is herself. When I was thirteen she left me and my dad to go be with the man she had on the side who is now her husband. When I went to visit her she ignored me and when she gave me any attention it was to tell me what was wrong with me. Then she tried to put me in a mental hospital to get me out of her hair. And when I was in the hospital after I woke up she didn't come visit me instead she spent time talking to you. In fact I haven't spoken one word to her in years because she wouldn't answer my calls or texts or emails. She's an attention whore and so is the little twat who she calls her daughter. Now if you don't mind I'm freezing my ass off and I'd like to get inside my house."

As she walked into her house the press shouted after her.

"Spencer Elizabeth Montgomery, where have you been?" Her mother said storming up too her. When Spencer opened her mouth to answer her mother held up her hand. "Five words or less,"

"Went. For. A. Walk... Bitch," She said walking upstairs to her room to see Jessica sitting on her bed looking in a box. "What the fuck is doing on my bed and why are you going through my shit?"

"What is your problem?"

"Dad," She shouted into the hallway.

"How did you get this?" Jessica said pulling out a diamond teardrop necklace with emeralds shaped in an 'S' around it.

"One of my many admirers now put it down, dad!"

"He's not here he had to work late," Jessica said smirking. "You know this necklace would look great on me can I have it it's not like you would ever wear anything this nice."

"Hey dumbass if you haven't noticed not in my boot so put it back, get off my bed and shut your fucking mouth,"

"You are not going to touch her, especially after she came to see you in the hospital."

"You're taking that little twats side?" She said looking at her mother in disbelief.

"Her name is Jessica and she's my daughter,"

"No I'm your daughter, she's just the kid of the guy you were fucking while you were married to dad. I'm the girl you gave birth to."

"Don't you get it?" Jessica said after throwing the necklace and box on the floor before walking over to her. "You were a mistake,"

"I said shut your mouth,"

"No this needs to be said you're just mad at me because your mother wants nothing to do with you if it were her decision you wouldn't be alive right now."

Spencer snapped and punched Jessica in the eye as hard as she could. The girl jumped up and screamed before running down the stairs Spencer ran after her.

"Bitch you're going to need a lot of surgery when I'm done with you." She yelled running out the door and following her down the street. Just as Spencer caught up with her and grabbed a hand full of hair she was pulled back by someone taking the hair with her. "Let me go I need to give this bitch what she deserves,"

"You're going to get it now," Jessica huffed as Cassandra walked over to her.

"Spencer calm down," A man said she knew that voice it was a boy's voice. She knew this boy's touch.

"Cunt you're lucky I'm being held back," She yelled before Jessica and Cassandra walked off. The words she said cut deep she felt tears stinging her eyes. She turned and buried her head into the boy's chest, he even spelled familiar. When she pulled away she finally saw his face it was Mike her ex.

"Mike, what are you doing here?" She said wiping her eyes.

"Uh I'm spending a semester here and thought I'd look you up glad I came when I did or you could be in jail,"

"Wait your going to jail what happened?" Jenna said running over.

"I got the bitches hair," Spencer said holding up the handful of red hair.

"Well if a Montgomery has a shot she takes a shot."

"Is that a drinking game I don't know about?" Mike asked.

"It should be," Spencer said smiling.

"Um thanks Mike for stopping her from hurting the bitch any worse but I think I can watch her from here."

"Alright," He said. "Um call me my numbers still the same."

"Ok,"

"What is Mike doing here?" Jenna asked as they walked up the stairs into her house.

"Um exchange student thing."

"Well he's gotten cute,"

"Yeh,"

Spencer walked into her room and picked up the extravagant necklace off the floor along with the box and a note.

Thank you,

LM

It was beautiful, how could someone throw this on the floor?

"Who's that from?"

"Oh you know one of my many admirers,"

"It's nice is it real?"

"It sparkles like its real,"

Lucius sat in a pub at Diagon Alley thinking about what he saw earlier that night. He had walked around a corner and saw Spencer hugging a boy and he had his arms wrapped around her. He spun and walked away he didn't need to see anymore. It stung to see her with another man and stung worse to see her in the arms of someone else.

He ordered another whiskey and drank it quickly before walking out of the bar.

Spencer was in her room online when a video chat popped up.

"Hey bitch," Her friends said in unison. She laughed and waved.

"Hi guys, how are you?"

"We're all fine better knowing your ok," Lib said.

"Ok I'm out of the loop who's fuckin who?"

"Well I met a guy from Jamaica who lives in Cali now." Greg said with a smile

"Fun, is he hot?"

"Oh yeh big time,"

As all of her friends numbered off their new boyfriends and girlfriends Spencer smiled and laughed.

"God it's so good to see you again kinda. You coming down for the surf competition in a few months?"

"Oh hell yeh you know I can't miss one of those. I'll talk to dad about it but its late here so I gotta crash I have to get this cast of tomorrow at like seven. Greg, I owe you a kidney. Brandy, stop raping the fridge. Lib, leave Greg and his Jamaican hotness alone. And the rest of you eat a burger or something you're looking way to skinny."

After they said good bye Spencer looked at the necklace she'd put on her favorite poetry book. Spencer smiled as she remembered being with Lucius and how good he made her feel. Why would he want her to forget him? She found the box in the back of her closet and pulled it out.

She opened the box and found the ring she knew belonged to Lucius. Spencer found a role of hemp she had and started to weave it into a necklace around the ring.

When her father walked into the house to see every light on, he walked upstairs and looked to see his daughter fast asleep, still in her clothes, a half woven hemp necklace in her hands. He smiled and pulled a blanket over her before kissing her forehead.

"Night pumpkin," He mumbled before turning off the light in her room and closing her door as he walked out of her room.

The next morning Spencer woke with the half woven hemp necklace in her hands she was still in her clothes.

"Oh man I must've fell asleep with my clothes on." She quickly finished the necklace and put it on looking at the ring before walking down stairs and getting in the car. Once her cast was off her and her dad went out to lunch.

"So uh dad, in a few months there's a surf competition in Cali that I wanted to enter."

"Spencer I really don't think that's a good idea you just got your cast off,"

"Please dad I haven't been surfing for a long time I really miss it."

He sighed and looked at his daughter her big green eyes were full of hope.

"Fine I guess,"

"Thanks dad,"

Lucius was sitting in a cozy little restaurant with his son discussing work and what Lucius plans to do now that he was free.

"So have you seen Spencer since you were freed?" Draco asked.

"No I haven't," Lucius drawled trying to seem as calm as possible.

"I think you should she was different, in a good way."

"It's not your decision Draco," He said knowing his son was right he should see her again. Without her he felt misplaced and empty.

"Did you hear about that Spencer girl?" He heard the women say to her companion behind him.

"That she got her cast off?"

"Well that and she's going back to California,"

"That's good she'll be home with her friends,"

Lucius felt like a knife was going into his heart. He instantly remembered a conversation they had back at the manor one morning when they were out feeding the little bird.

"Have you ever been to the Santa Monica pier?"

"No I haven't,"

"Well when you get out let's say we'll go even if we only just talk about it."

"No we'll go,"

"Really?"

"I promise,"

"Awesome we'll ride on the Ferris wheel and get corndogs and then we can ride the roller coaster till we throw up. Then after that I can teach you how to surf."

"I don't surf,"

"Not yet but we'll get you a board and I'll teach you,"

"No thank you my dear as I said before I don't surf, I will be perfectly content watching you."

"Alright will you come to my competitions?"

"Yes I will,"

It was a bitter sweet memory.

"Apparently she's going back for some kind of competition,"

"Draco,"

"Yes father,"

"I think I'm going to go on a trip to get my mind off of everything."

"I think that's a great idea father,"

That's it for now leave your comments as always I love reading them.