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"So how was the party?" Hanna asked, blowing on her coffee.

"It was-" I bit my lip, wondering how I was going to answer that question. "Fine."

"Fine?" She raised an eyebrow. "Tell me everything."

"Basically," I tapped my fingernails on my coffee. "I tried making Toby jealous, I got drunk, he got mad."

"Not really surprised," Hanna admitted. "I think every conversation is like that with you two."

I raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?"

"Think about it," she shook her head in amusement. "You are either mad at each other, jealous of each other or drunk."

"Not all the time," I rolled my eyes. "We've had some really good times."

"If you say so," Hanna surrendered.

I bit the side of my cheek, "I may have kissed Jared a few times."

"Spencer!" Hanna nearly spit out her coffee.

"And Toby… again," I added.

"Holy sh-" Hanna stopped herself. "I thought you were keeping your distance because of the girlfriend and everything?"

"I am," I clarified. "He kissed me."

"I told you it was going to happen again," Hanna looked proud of herself.

"It didn't mean anything," I said taking a sip of my coffee.

"When are you going to quit lying to yourself?" Hanna rolled her eyes.

"I meant it didn't mean anything to Toby," I sighed. "I think he just sees me as a body, not a person."

"I doubt it," Hanna shook her head.

"How do you know?" I leaned my head into my hand.

"I think he would've given up on you by now," Hanna shrugged. "Plus, I don't think he would be as jealous as he is if you were nothing but a body to him. He cares about what happens to you."

"I don't know about that," I said quietly.

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I worked in the packaging and labeling department. Right now I was focusing on making sure that every product was labeled correctly. Not exactly exciting, but very time consuming. Today was Wednesday, which meant Toby was going to be working with us making sure everything was being run smoothly.

I noticed him looking at me over and over again. It wasn't like usual where he would look away or get all embarrassed. It was like he was trying to get my attention. There was no way I was going to give him the time of day though.

I kept my attention on my clipboard, checking of every item as I passed by it.

"How's it going?" Toby came up in front of me.

I jumped back a little, at his sudden closeness. "Uh- fine," I brushed past him.

"Can I help you?" He offered.

"Don't you have better things to do?" I grabbed a box of the shelf throwing it in the box marked mislabeled.

"Not really," he moved closer to me. "I thought we could talk, maybe?"

"I'm busy," I pretended to be focused on what was in front of me.

"I'm giving you permission to take a break," he tried again.

"No thanks," I kept moving forward.

"Fine," I thought he finally gave up. He grabbed my arm, keeping me from moving forward, "I'm demanding that you take a break and talk to me."

"Or what?" I glared at him.

"Or," he paused, "You're fired."

I rolled my eyes, "That's not a legitimate reason to fire someone, for one. And two… You couldn't fire me."

"Say's who?" He smiled.

"You don't have the heart to fire me," I walked away from him, head held high.

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I sat in the break room eating my lunch alone, enjoying the silence. That was until Toby barged in with a big annoying smile on his face. "I thought I might find you here," he said sitting next to me.

"Yeah well," I put the rest of my lunch back in the fridge. "I'm done now."

"Not so fast," he moved in front of the door before I could escape. "Let me talk."

"There's nothing to discuss," I was beginning to get frustrated. "Its over!" I threw my hands up. "You and Vanessa are meant to be together! I am moving on from it, so please just leave me alone so I can let it g-"

"Vanessa and I are done," he interrupted me.

I dropped my arms, thrown off guard. "What?"

"We broke up," he explained. "After the party."

"Why?" I crossed my arms.

"I told her the truth," he sighed. "About everything that happened between us."

I sat down in the nearest chair, "H-how'd she take it?" My heart was breaking for her.

His face went back in time, "Not well. She was-" he looked at me. "She was very shocked and-" he sat down next to me. "She was devastated."

I felt the tears well in my eyes. "How could I do this to someone? I feel awful," I grabbed at my chest, feeling like it was on fire. "She must be so-"

"Spencer," he placed a hand on my knee. "This is my fault, not yours."

"But I-"

"No," he shook his head. "I tried justifying what we did. But deep down I know… I know I should've never kissed you. Or I should've broken things off with Vanessa when I started falling for you."

I looked at his face as it started to distort into what looked like the most hopeless thing. He looked sad and frustrated and- I couldn't figure out the last one.

"I feel sick to my stomach, when I think about what I did to her," his eyes filled with tears. "I feel sick thinking about how I made you feel about the whole thing. Spencer," he looked at me. "When you told me you didn't want to be that girl, that- that broke my heart. I never wanted you to feel that way."

"I know," I nodded.

"We were supposed to get married and have kids," he said looking off into space.

My gut twisted as I saw the hurt in his eyes. "I'm sorry," I burst. The flood gates opened and my chest started convulse with sobs. I felt the guilt kick in for both Vanessa and Toby. "This is all my fault," I continued. "I never should have even applied for thi-s j-job," my chest felt like it was having a seizure. My sobbing was uncontrollable.

"Don't," I felt his arms pull me onto his lap. "Don't do that," he pulled my head into his chest. "I can't bare the thought of hurting you more than I already have. No one should carry the guilt except for me."

I felt safe in his arms. But that only made me feel worse. I thought about Vanessa sitting at home, crying in her bed all alone. And here I was in the arms of her boyfriend- ex boyfriend being comforted for being a liar and a cheater. The sobs only got stronger and louder, with that thought.

"Baby," he whispered. "Please stop crying," I heard his voice crack. "I can't handle it."

Baby. Hearing him call me that made my heart stop. It was horrible to feel this way when Vanessa was hurting. But I couldn't help it.

After I calmed down and was able to see clearly, I sat up.

Toby looked at me, wiping the tear stains off my cheeks.

I was still sitting on his lap, "Part of me wants to kiss you."

He smiled, "I know, me too."

"But-" I looked down. "It doesn't feel right."

Silence. It was amazing how just minutes ago, silence was so beautiful. But now, in this moment it was deafening.

"We can't be together Toby," I felt my chest rise and fall. "We- we," I took a deep breath. "We are just going to end up destroying each other."

"Spencer I wouldn't do that," he tried holding on to me.

"We will," I promised him. "And it would be so much easier to just let go of each other now, Because-" I sniffled, "If I kiss you one more time, I won't be able to let you go."

"Spencer," Toby started.

"Please," I stopped him. "If you really love me, you'll let me go."

"I can't let you go," he sounded even worse than before.

I had to hurt him, or he wouldn't let this go. "You already hurt me enough Toby. It's only a matter of time before you do it again, so just let me go."

His eyes filled with more tears, this time they spilt over. He clenched his jaw, unable to say anything except, "I'm sorry, I never meant to hurt you."

"I know," I bit my cheek so hard I could taste blood. "Go back to Vanessa. Fight for her."

"I don't want-" he started shaking his head. "I don't want her, I want you."

I wiped the tears from my face and took a deep breathe, "You won't be seeing me anymore Toby. I think it's truly best if I find another job and get away from this city." Before he could stop me, I got up and practically ran. I ran, and I ran until I was far away. Far away from work, far away from Toby, far away from myself.

A/N: I promise there is a light at the end of the tunnel...