Y/N has always known Emily, growing up together and bonding over shared trauma. Even going as far as going undercover for Interpol. After the 9 grueling years, she had given up on love, it would always lead to heartbreak even if it's a good guy. Tha...
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So this chapter switches between both Spencer's and your Pov just to show both reactions so kinda like an overview
TW: Mentions of an overdose, an abusive relationship, two miscarriages
"I don't like your perfect crime, how you laugh when you lie"
"Is he telling the truth? Did you try to kill yourself?" Spencer's voice rang out, turning to you as he spoke. "Spencer, I'll explain everything later, just please leave. I don't care if you watch from the other room just leave here." You urged, trying to get him to leave. "He's handcuffed, the only way he can hurt me is with his words, now go." You reassured, pushing him out the door.
Spencer sighed, entering the room to watch the interrogation. "I told you, you would find out more about her past than you wanted to," Emily spoke, looking through at the scene that is about to play out. "Neither of them are going to hold back, so be prepared to find out every little thing that he has done to hurt her."
You took a deep breath, trying to figure out the right way to start your confrontation, trying to reason and figure out who took your daughter. "Eh bien, si ce n'est pas la princesse d'oreiller" Devin provoked, looking over at you. You shook your head, astounded at the greeting "You know, I was going to be civilized about this, but apparently you can't. So two can play this game."
Emily gasped, "Damn, wait Spencer do you know french? Did you understand him?" Spencer nodded slowly, trying not to react to the name Devin had called you. "What the fuck did he say?" Morgan asked, looking between the two people who understood French. "Well if it isn't the pillow princess." Emily translated trying to give Spencer time to recoup.
You sighed taking a seat across from Devin, "December 24th, 2008." You started, watching his reactions "That was the day I stopped loving you. Not when you started to abuse me because I'm now realizing that you were abusing me from the beginning. You may not have laid a hand on me before we moved to Virginia, but the mental and fucking emotional manipulation was your form of abuse. "
Your voice was shaky as you continued "That was your specialty, making me feel like I was nothing without you. You mentioned earlier that I overdosed about 6 months after my miscarriage. That's true, but I never did it because of the miscarriage. I did it to get away from you. I didn't want to deal with a relationship that was based on a lie. God, I wanted to get away from the hell that you put me through."
Spencer clenched his fist as he listened to your side of the same story he heard earlier. "I can't believe she never told me," he muttered looking down at the floor avoiding the scene playing out. "Spence, she didn't tell anyone her true intentions," Emily assured him.
"But I stayed because I was pregnant with Bella, and she gave me a reason to live." You admitted, looking down at your interlaced fingers. "Then why did you say yes to my proposal princess?" He asked leaning forward, causing you to look back at the mirror, hoping that they didn't come in.
"You never explicitly said 'Will you marry me?', and I never said 'Yes'. All I fucking wanted was coffee unless you don't remember, I said I couldn't accept the ring. So some proposal that was." You corrected him, "Technically, we were never engaged, I just had a lavish promise ring. Now can I finish?"
"I only stayed after Bella was born because it was better for her to live in a two-parent household. She needed a father figure in her life, now that doesn't have to be you. Once I lost her when she moved in with Emily. I lost my reason to live, because of you again. I had no fucking idea what you would do to her." You explained, your voice wavering as you spoke, a stray tear falling down your cheek.
"I couldn't risk trying to communicate with her, on the off chance that you would find out where she was. After I lost my one reason to live, I really didn't care if you killed me." Spencer listened to your voice fluctuating as you spoke, his heart shattering at your words. "Because I was fine with dying if it meant I wouldn't be trapped with you. The only reason why I fought was because I found someone who gave my life meaning, and encouraged me to live."
Spencer took a deep breath, tears threatening to fall. "Just how he acts with Bella, showed what a father should be. He never knew her and yet when he met her, he put an effort to get to know her and make her laugh and smile. Even when he was in a fucking hospital."
You wiped away the tears that fell, before continuing knowing that this was the part that would hurt the most to admit. "He's more of a father than you will ever be. That is what hurts the most because I was so happy with Spencer, but you couldn't bear the thought of me being happy with someone else."
"If you couldn't have me then I should be killed right? So you decided that you couldn't kill Spencer, so you did the next best thing. Torturing and killing me because that would hurt both of us wouldn't it. Did you think that would give you custody of Bella? No one in their right mind will give you custody of her."
"You don't deserve to be a father, but Spencer does. And that's the one thing that hurt the most out of the fucking torture, finding out that I had a fucking miscarriage because of you again. A child I never even knew I had, was taken away from me by you." You took a deep breath trying to compose yourself before continuing.
"The worst part is, I blamed myself because you fucking conditioned me to always think it was my fault. But Spencer made sure that I was okay, made sure that I didn't suffer alone. He kept reassuring me that it wasn't my fault, that he didn't blame me." You confessed, before looking over at Devin. "Aww princess," He started, looking back at you. "I'm not your fucking princess, I found someone that actually treats me well."
"I'm not going to lose another child to you, I will find Bella and I'll make sure you never have a fucking custody hearing. So fuck you, and the next time you'll see me will be from a witness stand." You seethed before leaving the room, meeting Spencer's gaze.
Spencer opened his arms for you, you choked back a sob as you hugged him for the first time in 6 months. "I'm here little one," he whispered holding you close to his chest. You looked up at him briefly, your vision blurry from tears. "I love you so much, Spence"
He gave you a sad smile, pecking your lips softly. "I love you too, little one" he whispered wiping away your tears "He can't hurt you, okay you don't have to go back in there" His words were reassuring, letting you cry in his arms so you feel safe.
A/N - Okay so, I was planning on making a sequel to this, I probably won't since I'm writing Two-Faced now. It was going to be Devin and Cat Adams teaming up, but since I'm not making the sequel. Should he be killed off or just uh go to jail.
