AN: I'm back with the longest chapter so far. I hope you enjoy it. I'm sorry in advance if there is any kind of mistake with the grammar or the spelling or if I made up a word or anything. I started to write this chapter at 3:00 pm and now it's exactly 1:37 am so trust me, I won't re-read it to see if there are any mistakes, at least not tonight. I'll do it tomorrow after work.

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To all my readers: Thank you for your patience and for not giving up on this story. I hope this new chapter don't disappoint you.

Chapter 4: The Pieces of The Puzzle

They say that one should never go to sleep angry, even neuroscientists have confirmed it. Apparently, going to bed after a fight with someone could interrupt the process of acceptance of the negative event, increasing your level of stress and causing you to react more violently with the person you had a fight with the next time you see them. Other not so scientific reasoning to go to sleep in peace with the world around you is that you never know if the person you are mad at will wake up the next morning, you could just be wasting the last time to talk with a person you love by being angry. That's why Spencer had always tried to fix her problems with the people she cared about, because you never know what will happen next or if you are ever going to have the chance to say "I'm sorry" and "I love you "again. Even as a little girl, that last thing was her biggest fear, that's why every time she got into a fight with her parents or Melissa she tried to make peace with them even when it wasn't her fault. Most of the time it didn't work but she always made sure to remind them that she loved them no matter what. Now, as an adult she always used the famous forgive and forget technic when she had a discussion with her friends or Wren, which wasn't often.

This particular time things were different. After a huge fight with Toby she found herself unable to call him and try to fix things with him, she was too hurt to considered it and apparently for three days he had been on the same page as she was, since he hadn't call or text her to apologize either. That, of course, changed tonight. At 7 pm, Spencer got the first of a hundred of calls from the man with big blue eyes and she didn't bother to pick. It upset her more than his hurtful words that it had taken him so long to call. Following the unanswered calls came the countless texts, all saying pretty much the same: "I'm sorry", "You were right" or "You have every right to be angry but please pick up."

It was almost midnight now and Spencer was truly annoyed, getting all those texts and calls from Toby was only making things worse, they were only reminding her why she was mad at him and why she wasn't going to forgive him that easily.

"No, that's not true. You made a mistake Spencer, you saw wrong." Toby complained from the kitchen island not being able to look at his best friend. He was sure she was wrong, there was no way Delfina could have been with another man and buying drugs in North Philly. Except that it was exactly what Spencer saw. "You are lying."

"You don't believe me?" The brunette standing next to the kitchen counter said loudly, almost screaming. Was Toby so blind that he actually thought she was lying? It hurt a little knowing that. "Why would I make that up? Why would I tell you something that never happened? Why would I try to hurt you with a lie like that?"

Toby looked directly into her eyes and stood up. He didn't know what to say or what to think. Delfina was his girlfriend and he knew her well enough to know she wasn't into drugs, but Spencer was his best friend and he knew that she would never make something up just to hurt him. Then again, Spencer had been trying everything to convince him not to marry Delfina. "Why wouldn't you? You've been doing everything in power to break us up. I just never thought you would go this far. This is too low; this is "Alison low"."

A tear escaped from Spencer's eye, his last statement felt her like a stab directly in the heart. Toby wasn't only calling her a liar; he was comparing her to Alison, the only person she had heard him express his hate for. "Take it back." Her voice crumbled as she tried to hold her tears. She didn't want to cry in front of him.

"Why would I? It is true and you know it, Spencer." He was angry and convinced Spencer was making the story about Delfina up. That girl had him blinder than Jenna when she was actually blind. "I don't know why I never saw it before, you are exactly like Alison. You manipulate people; you make horrible things up about other people without carrying who you might hurt. You ruin lives." His blue eyes were filled with anger as he said those words, words that came out of his mouth without thinking, without feeling those words but he said them anyway. "You've ruin Jenna's life first and now you want to ruin mine. I always thought you were my best friend but it's like an alarm sound in your head every time I'm happy with someone and you don't stop until you see my heart broken and this time it won't happen. I want you out of my life."

Although she had promised herself not cry, Spencer's face was drenched in tears. Her best friend of 13 years was kicking her out of his life when all she wanted was to see him happy with someone worth of his heart. He had chosen a cheap slut over her, the one who had been there for him in the good and in the bad times. And as if all that wasn't enough he had insulted her proving that he never knew her at all.

The broken brunette picked up her Birkin bag from the kitchen island and walked dramatically to the door only turning back to glare at him with her now pink and sore eyes and said "Don't come crying to me when you realize the truth because I'm never forgiving you for this." She left his apartment slamming the door not wanting to see Toby Cavanaugh ever again.

Around 1:00 am Spencer's phone finally stopped ringing. She felt relieved that he had finally got the message that she wasn't going to pick up and she could finally go to sleep, she had a long day waiting for her tomorrow, Wren was coming back in the afternoon. But also, Spencer felt sad, sad that Toby had given up so easily, she wasn't going to admit it but she secretly wished that he wouldn't stop begging for forgiveness all night.

Thinking about Toby and how much she wanted to see him and not see him at the same time, Spencer finally fell asleep. That's when a disturbingly loud and desperate knocking on her door woke her up. She got up from bed annoyed, ready to send to hell to whoever it was. When she opened the door a tiny smile was formed in her tired face. Toby hadn't give up; he was standing in front of her looking like he hadn't sleep in a week and tears were falling from his oceanic blue eyes. Spencer's smile faded away when she remembered that she was furious at him.

"What the hell are you doing here?" She asked glaring at him.

"I'm sorry." His voice trembled; he knew it wasn't a good idea to appear at her home in the middle of the night, especially after the millions of unanswered calls and texts, he was sure it was only going piss her off more but that was a risk he was willing to take. Even if she wouldn't forgive him, he needed her to know he regretted everything. "You have every right to be furious and not want to see me again but I need you to know that I'm sorry. I didn't mean any of those things. I regretted every single word immediately after they came out of my mouth, I was too blind and stubborn to admit it and take it back before."

His baby blue eyes were dark now; they were filled with sadness and guilt. Spencer could see it, she could tell his words were sincere and it made her heart ache more causing her to break into tears. She didn't say anything; she only stood there crying in front of the crying man.

After of what it seemed like an eternity of silence, Toby finally spoke up, "I know I don't deserve your forgiveness and if you don't want to see me ever again, I understand. I just wanted you to know that you are my best friend and I love you. You are the only person in my life that it's worth keeping in and you were right about everything." He sighed and looked at her chocolate eyes one last time before turning around to leave but Spencer grabbed his arm and pulled him into a hug.

"I'm sorry." He cried, hugging her tightly.

"It better be the last time, because the next one I won't stop you from leaving. You really hurt me." She cried harder. He had truly hurt her but she could tell he was sorry and that he needed her as much she needed him.

"There won't be a next time a time, I promise." He pulled away and wiped his tears away; Spencer did the same and invited him inside.

"So, what happened with Delfina?" She asked after an awkward long pause.

"Let's just say you were right about everything, except from the part where she was cheating on me. She was actually cheating on her boyfriend with me." He said sitting in Spencer's comfortable "L" shaped white chamois sofa.

Spencer's mouth dropped to the floor. "What? How is that even possible? You were together for 2 years. I don't…"

Toby chuckled at his friend reaction. It was funny that not even Spencer was expecting that. "Apparently she and Oscar had been together for 5 years, he lives in Argentina. I guess that made it easier for her. That's the guy you saw her with."

Spencer walked to the door furious and put on her UGG black boots. Toby watched confused. "What are you doing, Spence?"

"I'm going to kick her sorry ass all the way back to Buenos Aires." She exclaimed and opened the door. She was about to leave when Toby stopped her.

"Sure you want to go out wearing that?" He said looking her up and down. Spencer looked down and realized that she was only wearing a pair of tiny yoga shorts and white tank top that was at least two sizes smaller.

Embarrassed, the brunette closed the door and took a seat on the sofa Toby was sitting just a minute ago. Toby sat next to her and she squeezed his knee. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"No." He replied taking a deep breath. "I want to drink about it."

"Oh, no." Spencer stood up and putted both hand on her waist. "I'm not drinking with you again Tobias. The last time…"

"The last time was 5 years ago." He interrupted her with a huge smile that only made him look cuter than he already was, "and it was fun."

"I don't see what's the fun of waking up feeling like you just got hit by a bus and with a tattoo in a place where no one should ever get one." Spencer objected.

Toby laughed at the memory, it had happened a long time ago and he was completely wasted that night but he could remember some parts of that night, the tattoo part was one of them. "And whose fault is that? You were the one who wanted to get wasted."

"I was depressed, ok?" she sat next him and hit him on the arm.

"Right. You caught Wren and Melissa watching a movie together and it was the end of your world." Sarcasm filled Toby's voice. "By the way, can I take a look of that tattoo again? It's been 5 years, I barely remember it." He added with an almost evil/seductive smile.

"Sure sweetie. Come with me." She smiled standing up with Toby and taking him by hand to the living room mirror. "Take off your shirt; take a look at the left side of your chest and there it is." Toby glared at her annoyed and she continued talking. "I'm not falling for your games Tobes, we got matching tattoos that night and I'm pretty sure you haven't forgotten. And those matching tattoos are the reason I'm not drinking with you again, we do stupid things when we hang out with our friend Tequila."

"Yeah, well Tequila and I aren't friends anymore." Toby took a bottle from the backpack Spencer had never noticed he had brought with him. "Let me introduce you to my new girlfriend Vodka." Spencer rolled her eyes and giggled at her bestie. Toby smiled knowing that he had almost convinced her and walked to the apartment door to lock it. "Now we won't be able to get out and do anything stupid."

"Fine." The tall girl with auburn hair rolled her eyes as she sat on the L shaped couch again.

The pub was dark and smelled like cigarette smoke, that's something neither, Toby and Spencer would normally enjoy but giving their state this time they couldn't care less. Spencer had called Toby a couple hours before crying and asking him to meet in that smelly bar. The 18 year old boy was worried about his best friend and drove all the way from Philadelphia to Rosewood, just to see her. He had been moved to the city at the beginning of the school year to attend Penn, but that never stopped him from seeing Spencer, whenever she needed him he would leave everything and drive for an entire hour to be with her. This was one of those times.

"Men suck." Spencer said before taking a shot of Tequila. "From now on I'm a lesbian."

"You would make a hot lesbian." Toby sounded excited at Spencer's idea. After taking not one but two more shots of tequila from the bar he continued. "I used to date a lesbian, maybe I can introduce you two, her name was…" He placed his thumb on his chin, trying to remember the name of his ex-girlfriend "Amy…no…mmm…Emma…Emily!" he shouted

Spencer grabbed his hand and looked into his deep light blue eyes "Oh my God! I have a lesbian friend named Emily too. Wouldn't it be funny if I introduce my Emily to your Emily and then Emily and Emily start dating?"

Both of them busted into laughter, they had so much to drink at this point that neither of them realized that they were talking about the same Emily and being honest they didn't really care.

Taking one more shot, making it the 12th tequila shot of the night, Spencer stood up and started to dance alone in front of Toby. "Dance with me, I love this song!" she said as she moved her body to the music. In the background "Starships" from Nicki Minaj was playing.

Toby narrowed his eyes on Spencer, loving the way she was moving, thinking about how gorgeous she was and how much he wanted to be with her. "I'm not a good dancer Spencer; I'll just watch you from here."

"Someone famous once said that just because you can't dance it doesn't mean that you shouldn't dance. So you are gonna dance with me." She dragged him to dance floor and shortly after he was dancing or at least making an attempt to dance. Maybe sober she wouldn't have laughed at him but in her state she couldn't hold it.

"Who was that famous person who said that?" Toby asked feeling like everyone was watching him, when actually nobody was watching him, only Spencer.

"Alcohol." She answered laughing. "I love you Toby Cavanaugh. You are the only man in the whole world that don't suck and wouldn't cheat on me with my sister. I want to have you with me forever and ever and ever and…" She started to dance around Toby, which made him feel dizzy so he grabbed her hand and stopped her.

"You got it wrong Spence, they were only watching a movie and you are crazy but I love you too and I want you in my life forever."

"I have an idea!" She screamed and started to jump, which wasn't a very clever because it made her go ten times drunker than she already was. "We should make a blood patch to be together forever."

"Too painful" He complained in a childish tone. "You know what we should do? We should drink sangria!"

"Or we could get married!" Spencer squealed. It was clear that the alcohol on her body was starting to affect her good judgments.

"Yes!" Toby accepted really excited, he was very intoxicated too, probably more than Spencer. "Let's go get a cab to Vegas and get married."

The two of them stormed out of the pub reeling and Spencer stopped a cab getting in with Toby. "Mr. Taxi Driver could you pleaseeeee take me and my husband to Vegas? We are going to get Sangria."

Minutes later the cab driver left them in "Las Vegas", a small tattoo studio in a part of Rosewood neither of them knew. That's when the light bulb in Spencer's head got turned on. "This is the perfect way to have you with me forever. Let's get matching tattoos."

After an hour of intense pain and listening to the tattoo artist complain about how much she was moving, Spencer's tattoo was finally ready. She met Toby in the front of the shop. "Ok. Show me yours!" she squealed

Toby took off his shirt and let Spencer take a look of the piece of the puzzle with the letter S inside that had been tattooed on his chest. "I wanted to have it the close to my heart." He said blushing. He wasn't that drunk anymore so he was more aware of the things he was saying and doing. "Now show me yours."

"Ok" she mumbled unbuttoning her jeans and taking them slightly down along with the right size of her black panties. There, really close to her lady business was the other piece of the puzzle, the one that fitted perfectly with Toby's, the one with a T in the middle.

"Why there?" He asked without taking his eyes away from her inked skin.

"I don't have a date for Prom tomorrow, since I broke up with Wren today. Would you…"

"Sure." He replied smiling, thinking that maybe, just maybe there was still hope for him.

An hour had passed and the couple of friends were halfway the bottle of Vodka. For normal people that would mean being a little tipsy but Spencer and Toby, who rarely drank it, meant more. They were almost in that stage of drunkenness when you confess all your secrets and start to overanalyze your life.

"So tell me, what's wrong with me?" Toby cried.

"Easy." Spencer started from the other side of the sofa where she was sitting hugging her knees. "You lost your mom when you were little and with that it came the loss of your father who was emotionally incapable of taking care of you, so you build up this wall and became emotionally unavailable. It's you are afraid of being in love, you know? Because you loved your parents and then your mom died and your father stopped caring and you lost both of them. And I think that unconsciously you are afraid of that happening if you fall in love with a woman so you date girls that you know that aren't good enough and when you start dating those girls you know it's not going to last forever."

"That's not true." Toby complained kicking her leg from the other side of the couch.

"Ouch" Spencer took one more zip of her vodka soda. "It is true. First is Jenna, the manipulative and abusive bitch. Then we have Emily, my lesbian best friend. Then we have Amanda, the polyamorous. And now it's Delfina, the crack whore. I need something sweet, I'll be right back."

Shortly after, the mocha eyed brunette came back and sat next to Toby. She had a bowl with gummy bears, hers and Toby's favorite candy. Toby took one and ate it, realizing that it tasted funny. "Did you put vodka in the gummy bears?"

"Nope" She giggled, getting closer to him. Toby looked at her in disbelieve. "Ok, I did it when you went to the bathroom. You know, to add some fun to the night since we can't go get any tattoos or get married in Vegas."

"You are a genius." He winked his right eye and then ate a couple more of the gummy bears that been inside a glass full of vodka for 30 minutes. It was definitely a sure ride to the hell of a hang over, but when you are drinking it doesn't matter.

"Let's continue with our conversation." The more the drunken brunette said as she ate a red a gummy bear and then took a zip of her drink. "Have you ever been in love with a girl that was good for you?"

"Yes." He gulped. He had no idea why admitted being in love with someone. He wasn't even sure if what he felt years ago was love or just an infatuation. Who was he kidding? He couldn't lie to himself, what Toby felt for Spencer when they were teens was love, real love.

"What?" Her raspy voice sounded loudly. "How come I don't know about it? Tell me everything." She demanded grabbing another vodka gummy bear.

"It happened years ago, but nothing really happened." He said looking to his glass; he couldn't bring himself to look at her now.

"Tell me, who is she." Spencer demanded again taking his chin with her fingers, forcing him to look at her. "I'm your best friend; you are supposed to tell me this things."

"No when you are the girl" He thought. He drank all the liquor left in his glass, knowing that Spencer wouldn't drop the subject and regretting ever admitting that he loved someone. "What the hell." He said to himself after his glass was empty. "This girl I was in love with is the most amazing woman in the whole world, she is the smartest person I've..."

"Smarter than me?" A clueless Spencer interrupted.

The intoxicated man with sapphire eyes chuckled. "Equally smart."

"I'm not happy with that but please continue." She said in a childish tone and handed him his refilled glass with Vodka Soda.

Toby took the glass from Spencer's hand and drank it all. Apparently he was determinate to let the alcohol do all the talking. "She is also beautiful; she has these amazing big brown eyes that let you see into her soul an-"

"Wow. It seems like you are still in love with her by the way you talk about her." Spencer interrupted again grabbing a few more gummy bears. She knew it wasn't the best idea to eat them, they would send them to a living hell in the morning but right now they tasted like heaven. "Why you never introduced me to this girl if you like her so much? And why nothing happened between you two? Did you ever tell her how you felt?"

"1. You already know her. 2. Shut up and let me talk. 3. Don't eat all the bears." He sighted and continued telling Spencer about herself. "2 and 3 weren't the answers to your questions but well…I was going to tell her how I felt but…" he paused and ate the last 2 bears Spencer left for him. This got Spencer even more confused, she was completely unaware that she was that girl and that's why she didn't understand why it was so hard for him to tell her. "This incredible caring and admirable girl with auburn hair invited me to her prom and that was the best night of my life, she kissed me that night. Right after she got crowned as Prom Queen, she looked so happy and she came directly to me and putted her crown on my head joking about how pretty I looked with it and then she kissed me. Until this day I don't know why she did it but she did and that's when I knew that my feelings for her were real and I was going to tell her but the next day, she…"

"I got back together with Wren." Spencer whispered, feeling like a complete idiot. She had friendzoned Toby and never realized until now, almost 5 years later.

Without thinking about anything she climbed on top of him, sitting on his lap and let her lips crash into his. Toby didn't kiss her back but didn't push her away either. He just hasn't had the time to react. Spencer pulled away, not knowing why she had kissed him, maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was the confession her friend had just made. She wasn't sure, but she only knew one thing: She wanted to do it again, so she did it.

This time Toby kissed her back, letting his tongue find a new home inside of Spencer's mouth. He examined her oral cavities completely, letting his tongue touch every part of it as their kissing became more passionate. They broke apart only when air became necessary, and breathing heavily both of them lookedinto the other's eyes.

"Why?" Toby asked without stopping the eye contact.

"Because I wish you had told me 5 years ago." That was the only answer she could give him because it was the only thing she was sure of.

This time Toby's lips found Spencer's. Spencer wrapped her arms around his neck and Toby's strong hands started to travel her back. Shortly, his lips abandoned her mouth, only to move to her neck causing her to moan. As his lips traveled from her neck to her collarbone he could feel that smell that had always driven him crazy, the same perfume she had been using all her life, the typical Spencer smell, the Miss Dior Cherie.

They kept making out for a while, not thinking about anything, not talking, just kissing each other, only feeling one another, only wanting more than what they were getting. They could only feel this magnetism that dragged them to one another, that didn't let think straight and was more powerful than the alcohol they had in their systems.

Without knowing how or when it happened, Spencer was laying on her white chamois sofa completely nude with a naked Toby on top her. They looked into the other's eyes and smiled, everything was feeling so right when it actually was so wrong.

Toby's lips were directly to her neck, starting to fall down her body, to her breasts, to her stomach. He kissed and touched every inch of her, stopping near that piece of a puzzle with a letter T. He stared at it for a quick second, and then he looked at her eyes and smiled, to then go back to the inked skin and running his index finger through the shape of it. He kissed the piece of art near her sacred place, the one that represented so much more than just a tattoo, the permanent drawing that meant that she was his and he was hers.

Finding Spencer's lips again, Toby grabbed her left leg and pushed it over his shoulder, guiding his manhood inside of her. Spencer gasped loudly, the sudden intrusion into her body sending a wave of pleasure through her. She instinctively wrapped her right leg around his waist as she adjusted to his movements. For the longest time neither of them broke the eye contact, making both of them feel more connected that ever, hoping the moment could last forever.

Sadly, it couldn't last forever and soon both of them would be forced to go back to reality. A reality where they both were going to wish they had thought twice before starting what they started. A reality in which Spencer had a boyfriend getting back home in a couple of hours, a boyfriend that neither of them could remember at this point, because all Spencer and Toby could think about now was how much they wanted and needed each other.

So...what you think? Too much for 1 chapter? Any thoughts on whats going to happen next?

I've been thinking about writing a flashback chapter of Spoby at Prom, what do you think about it?

And I'm not the kind of writer who asks for reviews but I need to know if you are liking this story or not and if you want me to continue, the only way to know it is if you say it!

I love you all!

- A.