Chapter 4 - Spoby Problems 3

Three Weeks Later

Spencer was walking on the sidewalk to the nearest drug store. Aria was with Ezra at his house, taking care of him. Ali was off again, as soon as their plan was figured out. She didn't say where she was going, just that she would be back when A was gone, and would contact them in secret when she needed anything, such as money. Hanna and Emily were at Emily's house, chatting about something. Spencer didn't care what at the moment. All she cared about was settling her thoughts once and for all.

'A' hadn't been doing anything lately, except for the common threatening text message. It was relieving, and also scary, because he could be planning something big. Bigger than shooting Ezra with a bullet.

Spencer had been feeling weird lately. She was acting weird, too, and a lot of people had called her out on it recently, as well. She had been throwing up all through the week, and when she pressed on her abdomen, it felt harder than usual. She knew that this could just be a stomach bug, but she couldn't push away the thought of being.. Well, it scared her to even think about it.

Her? Pregnant? It sounded nearly impossible. She was only a teenager, and she hadn't even graduated from high school yet. Then again, she was stupid enough to do it with him. Him... Toby... What would he say if she was pregnant? No doubt it would be his.

Spencer was brought out of her daydream when she slammed into the automatic doors that entered to the pharmacy. Whoops.. She wasn't looking where she was going. The doors then opened, and she embarrassingly walked in, her cheeks flushing, and her nose bruising. She walked to the section that held various feminine products. Pads, tampons.. And pregnancy tests. She grabbed the first four brands she saw, then sped over to the register. The cashier, whose name tag said 'Sylvia,' gave her a sympathetic look, then rang up the tests.

"Twelve seventy-five," she said. Spencer handed her the money, then picked up the plastic bag containing what she just bought. "Good luck," Sylvia wished her. Spencer thanked her, then left the store. She walked to her car, got in, then drove home. Thankfully, her family wouldn't be home, since Melissa was off who-knows-where, and her parents were.. Well, she didn't know. They had only briefly mentioned where they were going before they were gone. All she knew was that they would be gone for almost a month. Some parents.

She closed the door behind her, set her keys down, then ran upstairs to her bathroom. Spencer locked the bathroom door, just in case, and quickly tore open the first box. She quickly took it, then waited for the results. Five minutes later, two blue line showed up. Positive.

"That can't be right..." She mumbled under her breath opening the rest of the boxes, quickly taking them all. The first one showed up a few minutes later. Positive. The next, positive. Then positive, and positive. Five positive pregnancy tests. Spencer double-checked the instructions, then sat down on the lid of the toilet, rubbing her hand over her face.

She was pregnant.. Pregnant..

Oh, god. She's pregnant. As in, having a baby. And, in these circumstances? Not the best event to happen. Ecspecially with 'A' around. Not good. Suddenly, she broke down. She was sobbing for probably ten minutes. Then, she realized, that crying wouldn't do anything.

She then took out her phone to text Toby. If she was going to tell him, she would tell him as soon as possible. As she was typing out her message, she was interrupted by her receiving a text from an unknown number. Great. A.

Unknown| Received at 12:33pm

Congrats, you've gotten yourself knocked up. I can't wait to tell everyone. ;)

Kisses,

A

Well, that just made her day one hundred times worse. A knew. Ugh, he must've seen her exit the drug store! Or, he was in the damn place, following her. She just loves her life.

Now, she would have to tell everyone before A did. Oh, great.

Spencer sent her text message to her boyfriend, asking if they could talk soon. She then put the tests in a large plastic bag, and put the containers at the bottom of the trash bin, so that no one would see it, unless they dug through the garbage. A few minutes later, Toby replied, saying that he would be over soon. Spencer took a deep breath, then went downstairs and sat on the couch, starting on her algebra homework while she was waiting, the bag of tests beside her.

A little bit later, there was a knock on her door. Toby. She took a deep breath, then stood up and let him in, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Hey," she said, trying to put the thought that he might run away from her after this conversation. Toby smiled at her, then sat down on the couch after she did.

"So, what did you need to talk about?" He asked, wrapping his arm around her. Spencer tried to breathe properly, but was finding it hard to do. She wanted to shrug away from him, knowing that he would hate her after this, but instead leaned into him, taking in his comforting presence, trying to suppress the moment she would tell him about what she was carrying. Toby didn't seem to care that she hadn't answered him yet, he just sat there, hugging her, while she buried her head in his neck.

A few minutes later, he was getting worried. "Spencer, tell me what's wrong," he demanded. Spencer clung to him, tears starting to escape her eyes. She didn't want to tell him, and have him leave her. She loved him too much for that to happen. But, she had to tell him, otherwise A would, and everything would be messed up. Plus, he had a right to know, being the father and all. Wow.. Father... Toby and her were going to be parents.. If she didn't get an abortion, that is. She probably wouldn't, though.. Unless Toby wanted her to..

Wow, her, a mother... It just doesn't seem real.

"Spencer. Tell me." At this point, Spencer started to sob. She didn't want to tell him.. "Spencer, if you aren't going to tell me and let me help you, I might as well leave," he told her, rubbing her back. He kissed the top of her head, which only made her feel even worse.

"I'm pregnant." Spencer said it so quiet, it was almost inaudible. But, Toby heard her, and tensed next to her.

"What?" He asked, for clarification. Spencer moved closer to him, and hugged him tighter.

"I'm pregnant," she whispered, her sobs ceasing. Toby sighed, but continued to rub her back. After a few minutes of him being silent, Spencer was getting more and more upset. "Say something!"She told him.

"Well, what do you want me to say, Spencer? Enlighten me, because I have no freaking clue what to tell you," he told her. She started to cry again. Not because of him, just because of the situation she'd gotten herself into, and probably her hormones.

"I don't know! Just hold me, okay? Please?" Toby sighed again, then pulled her closer onto his lap, and they just sat there, in each other's arms. Spencer was tucked into his chest, while he held her and thought about what she had just told him. He thought she could have been lying, since she had a drug addiction, but that thought was gone when he noticed a plastic bag nearby that had about five positive pregnancy tests inside.

A few minutes later, Toby got the courage to ask her about a sensitive subject.

"Spencer, are you still speeding?" He asks tentively. Spencer looked like she would start crying again, and was silent. He took that as a yes. But she was pregnant, and she could end up giving their baby a birth defect, or causing her to cause a miscarriage. Toby sighed. "Spencer, you can't take those anymore, no matter what. You'll end up killing our baby."

"But I-" Toby cut her off.

"No, Spencer. No more pills. I know how hard it is for you, but you can't. Do you want to have this baby?" He asks.

"Yes."

"Then you have to promise me, and really promise me, not like last time, that you will agree to stop taking drugs. For me, and the baby. Okay?" Spencer nods her head, then sobs into her hands. She knew how hard withdraw was. She had done it once. It hurt so bad. Not only mentally, but physically as well. "Okay. I love you," he tells her.

"I love you too, Toby."

Aria was feeling stuck. She had been keeping a secret from everyone, even Ezra. She was staying with him in his cabin, where they were hiding out for a while to get a break for spring break, from A of course. But that wasn't happening, for Aria anyways.

'A' had been tormenting her worse than ever. Through texts, notes, and emails. Ezra still wasn't feeling great; his side hurt a lot. But that didn't stop A. She dreaded what was to come next, every time her phone rang. She lied to her friends and her boyfriend when she told them that A hadn't been bugging her recently, so that they wouldn't worry, when they had so much to worry about already. It was tearing her apart. All she could do was crawl in bed next to Ezra, into his arms. She was currently laying next to him, with her arm around his torso, on the couch. He had fallen asleep, and she was watching Dance Moms on TV on mute. She jumped when her phone rang. It was from an unknown number, great.

Unknown| 11:33 p.m.

Liar, Liar, has a secret.

But, I know, she can't keep it.

Your boyfriend has been shot,

But, is it over?

I think not.

Kisses,

-A.

Aria widened her eyes. What did 'A' mean? She knew it wasn't over, but did this text have a deeper meaning? Was he planning something huge, or was he not done with Ezra? She shook her head. This was supposed to be her vacation week. So, she snuggled into Ezra's chest, and put her phone on silent. She wasn't going to deal with any more stress, so she would ignore her phone. No contact with anyone but Ezra. That would ease her anxiety, just being with him.

She smiled, closing her eyes, breathing in his scent. She already felt like her troubles were gone.