Spencer Hastings one shots

not in time

The sky is gray. The dark, you feel it coming soon. Walking passed all that green it seems to sparkle. It feels like you're in a fairytale to pretty to be real. 'But this isn't a fairytale' you think while picking up the pace.
Danger surrounds you. You want to keep the people you care about safe but you only hurt them in the process. That's why you left. That's why you're now alone in a forest with no home to go to.
He wanted you to stay but you couldn't handle that. You know your way back and deep down you know they don't hate you. You overthink it "what if they do?" You ask yourself. Will you take the chance?

It's dark you're surrounded by silence it consumes you with fear. You relapsed and they found out. Come on who didn't notice. Blood shot eyes, aggressive, hyperactive behavior and just everything. You disappointed them.
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What will you do?

"Thanks Princess" those words keep repeating in your mind. You look at him tears running down your face. His last words were for you he was happy you were back, he didn't hate you. Only it was to late. If only you didn't leave

(Had to make this for therapy so here ya go. Fuck I miss writing)