I sat on the couch in my living room. My mom was lecturing me about how swimming isn't going to work and I quickly tried to zoned her out. All I could think about right now was last night.. and Spencer. I had such a good time with her last night. We talked.. and talked and talked. You get the point, but during our talks, I realized something. I realized Spencer Hastings was a normal human being who strived to be the best, kind of like me. Most of our talks were about her job and Aria, but mostly about her job.
We finished playing twenty questions and I found out that yes.. she has been in love. It was a girl named Sarah Jenkins. She didn't tell me much but she told me just enough for me to want to hunt that chick down and break every bone in her body.
Oh.. and did I mention that the amazing Spencer Hastings gave me her number? Score! I feel so lucky. A smile crept onto my face just thinking of her; the way she got offensive every time I made a joke about her being a lawyer; how perfect her smile was; and just.. everything.
"Emily, honey," My mother said, knocking me out of my thoughts.
"Huh?" I gave her an eye roll and pretended to be interested in whatever was on the television screen.
"Emily, I think you should find another occupation. Why can't you be a doctor or lawyer like.."
"Like who?" I answered sharply becoming slightly irritated. "Like you? Mom I've told you plenty of times that I want to be a swimmer. It's my dream and I'm going to stick with it. Why can't you be happy for me?" I rose to my feet, making my way out of the door leaving a speechless Pam Fields on the couch.
I was sitting at the lunch table listening to Aria and Hanna arguing about whose shoes looked the best and why. I shook my head at both of them and tossed a tater tot into my mouth. Today's lunch menu was hamburgers with tater tots.. or salad, which Aria gladly took.
"Guys, why does it matter whose shoes look the best. Both of your shoes are expensive." I added.
Both of them shot me a glare and I put my hands up in defeat, "Just saying."
"You're always just saying," Aria said, with her mouth now full of green, yucky trees.
Hanna tossed Aria a scowl,"How do you even that stuff without puking?" She asked and Aria giggled.
"Easy, like this," The tiny brunette picked up a fork full of salad and placed it in her mouth. "Mmm." She teased.
Hanna and I tossed each other a look before we all bursted into laughter.
"Fields." I heard a voice say behind me. It was low and girly, almost seductive and I knew exactly who that voice belonged to. I turned my head and became face to face with my beautiful girlfriend, Maya St Germain. She sat down next to me and kissed my cheek.
"Hey girls," Maya said, looking over at Aria and Hanna. They only nodded their heads and smiled at her. "So, what's up?"
"Oh nothing. Aria was just showing us how she can eat a salad." Hanna laughed. It seemed like when Hanna laughed, it was an order for all four of us to. She always made things seem funny.
"Emily, you should totally try out for swimming. You definitely have the body," Maya suggested, now lowering her eyes in an all too familiar way. A seducing, yet innocent way. A way that made my heart drop down into my stomach and my spine tingle every single time.
I smiled and immediately, my cheeks turned crimson red.
"Awe guys look, Emily's blushing." Aria pointed out and I shot her a playful glare.
The bell sounded through the cafeteria signaling it was time to go to our next class. We grabbed our trays, oppose to Maya who had already eaten her lunch. A candy bar, which aren't really food. My girlfriend and I said our 'see you later's to the girls and made our way to class.. together.
"About that swimming thing," I started. "You were serious?"
She smiled at me and I felt her lips brush against my cheek, "Of course I was, babe."
We had only been dating for three weeks and it felt like years. Maya was so good to me. I had no choice but to accept the swimming offer, causing her to squeal in excitement. Who knows? Swimming might be fun.
I sighed to myself. Looking back at those days, I should have thanked Maya right then and there for encouraging me to swim. But now.. I can't do that because... she's gone. Gone forever. And I have this gut feeling that it was all because of me. But I'm going to make it up to Maya by becoming an Olympic Gold Medalist and I won't let anything get in my way.
During that time...
"Spencer, how is that McCullers case going? Did you figure anything out?" My mom, Veronica Hastings asked.
I rolled my eyes. She just walks into my office. No 'Hello Spencer. How are you? Are you doing okay?'. It's just straight down to business. I wish my parents wouldn't worry so much about my career and started worrying more about their own.
"It's going fine, mother. I still haven't found out who the real murderer is, but I think I'm getting closer."
She shot me a look of disappointment. I rolled my eyes once again and sighed. Getting ready for the lecture that I was about to receive, I slumped down into my chair and shut my laptop. I wish I was something more easier. Like a doctor or something. Anything but this. Maybe a swimmer like my new, intriguing friend Emily Fields.
I have to admit.. Emily Fields is quite the comedic type. I couldn't stop laughing the whole time we were talking.. even though most of the conversations were work related, which I apologized for afterwards. I scanned the top of my desk, it only consisted of my gray laptop, my small handheld blackberry, and.. a picture. A picture that I had yet to get rid of. A picture that made my heart shatter beyond repair. A picture of her and I.. the love of my life whom I have yet to recover from.
"Are you ready for this, Spencer?" My friend, Aria Montgomery asked.
I couldn't help but smile. I was excited. Today was the day that I marry the love of my life. Today was the day that I became Spencer Jill Jenkins. Sarah and I were getting married.
"I accepted her proposal, didn't I?" I replied.
Aria smiled at me and gave me one final hug before taking her leave.
"See you out there," She smiled softly at me before taking her leave.
Of course, Aria Montgomery was my maid of honor. I had known her long enough and she was like a sister to me. Even though, when we first met, she was kind of a bitch. But now, I see that she's caring, funny, sweet, and quite smart actually. Oh and did I mention she has wonderful taste in art. I mean, the girl knows a good painting when she sees it.
"Ms. Hastings." A deep, cracked voice said from behind me. I turned my head to see my father, Peter Hastings. "Or shall I say.. Mrs. Jenkins?" He smiled and so did I.
"Mrs. Jenkins would be nice, yes."
"It's time."
Those two words made my heart beat increase rapidly. It's time. It's time. Oh my gosh.. it's time. The instrumental tunes of "Here Comes The Bride" rang through my ears.
I nodded and held out my arm for him to take. The wide doors of the church opened and there she was, my soon to be wife, looking as beautiful as ever. I smiled at her as I walked down the aisle, getting closer... and closer. As I got closer, I could see the look in her eyes. Worry... regret... fear.
"Stop!" She yelled. "Stop everything."
My eyebrows furrowed. What was she doing? Did she forget something? Did she have to use the restroom?
"I'm sorry Spencer.." She looked at me, tears threatening to fall but she tried so hard to hold them in, "I can't do this."
I stood there, still confused as to what was happening right now.
"What do you mean?" I asked and by now, everyone sat in there seats looking as shocked and confused as I was, even the children.
"I love someone else."
People in the audience let out a faint gasp. I felt the tears coming and I wasn't in the mood to be strong. All I wanted to do was break down. The love of my life loved someone else.. who wasn't me. I couldn't help but think of what did I do wrong.. why did she propose to me.. did she want to see me break down in front of everyone.
I couldn't ask anymore questions because as soon as my first tear fell, Aria and my father were dragging me in the back, saying their comforting words.. but all I could hear in that moment, were Sarah's words. "I love someone else" kept replaying in my head, making me sob louder and louder. Today was the day that I got my heart broken beyond repair. Today was the day that I love no more due to the words of Sarah Jenkins.
"Spencer.. Spencer, honey are you okay?" My mother said, snapping me out of my thoughts.
I looked over at her and shook my head. I felt something on my cheeks. I used the back on my hand to wipe it away.. tears. Tears were falling from my eyes and I didn't even notice. A pair of arms wrapped around my neck and sobs began to escape my mouth. Loud ones at that.
It was amazing how comforting my mom could be when she sees I finally have feelings. She took the picture of Sarah and I and held it into her hands.
"Mom.."
"Why do you still have this?"
I tried to speak but nothing came out. It felt like something was caught in between my throat preventing me to speak. Mom let the picture fall out of her hands and onto the floor. Glass shattered into tiny little pieces on the floor of my office. I managed to gasp, but it was only a small one.
"Spencer, you don't need her anymore. She left you, remember?" She said.
"Is that supposed to make me feel better?" I asked, finally able to speak. "If so, you're doing a terrible job."
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My phone rang for the thirtieth time today and guess who they all were from.. my mom. She probably just wants me to come home because she's worried. She has to realize that I'm not in high school anymore. Or college of that matter. I'm a grown woman. Yeah.. I like the sound of that. Grown woman.
"Ready to order, ma'am?" The waitress of the Apple Rose Grillé asked.
"I'm still looking, but can I have a cup of water?"
The waitress smiled at me and nodded before walking away. I sighed to myself and picked up a menu. Hmm what do I want? I don't know, just maybe a salad.
"You should totally try the steak." A voice from behind me recommended.
The voice sounded very similar. I know I've heard it before. I just can't put a ring on whom the voice belongs to. My head turned and my face immediately lit up from the tall, petite figure that was standing before me. That tall petite figure was Spencer Hastings.
"Hey." I said, hopping out of my seat and wrapping my arms around her.
"Are you stalking me?" She asked. Her voice sounded playful, but at the same time serious.
"Asking the person who saw me first." I laughed and sat back down in my seat. Spencer took a seat across from me.
"Actually, I didn't see you first. I heard you."
"Huh?" I asked, slightly confused.
"I was sitting by the window when I heard you ask the waiter for some water."
"But eventually, you saw me." I laughed.
She nodded.
"Here is your water." The waitress smiled. "Now are you ready to order?" She asked holding a pen and a notebook in her pale and slightly dry hands.
"Uh.. I think so." I stated, glancing over at Spencer. "I would like to have the steak.. medium rare please."
"Anything else?" She asked and my head turned towards Spencer.
"You want anything?" I asked, "I'll pay,"
She smiled at me and shook her head. "I kind of already ate, but thanks anyway."
The waitress and I both nodded.
"Your order will be ready in just a minute." The waitress smiled before walking away.
"So.." I started. "Did you enjoy yourself last night?" I smirked slightly.
"As a matter of fact.. I did thanks to you."
"I'd say the same about you."
My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out of my pocket and saw that I had a text from Hanna.
It read: Em, your mom told me you haven't been home all day. Where are you? -Han oxox
I looked over at Spencer to find her fiddling with her phone also. I quickly typed a message to Hanna.
At the Grille. Staying at your place, explain later. Bye love you. -Em
"Everything okay?" Spencer asked.
I shoved my phone into my pocket and shrugged my shoulders. "Just mother drama. My mom isn't happy with me wanting to be a swimmer."
"Everyone has mother problems.." She started. "I'm having some of my own."
"Care to share?" I asked.
We spent the rest of our night talking and laughing. With brief flirting but mostly talking and laughing. Spencer Hastings and I were getting closer and closer day by day and I'm loving every single minute of it.