Only For One Night

Mission Accomplished

Spencer pulled up at a bar where he spotted Asher. He got out the car furious. "Oh Spencer James, the idiot who ruined my career" Asher slammed his bottle down. He picked up a piece of glass "I've been waiting for this" he started walking towards Spencer. He sliced the side of his face, giving him a gash. Spencer kneeled down holding his face. "Hey pal, was that called for?" A bystander spoke. Spencer felt the blood but ignored it. The image of Olivia's bruises popped up and he picked up Asher, slamming him to the ground. He started throwing punches at his face. Asher was blocking his face. Spencer started hitting his ribs with him yelling for help. The body guard pulled Spencer from off him. "Spencer James?" The bodyguard looked at him a bit surprised. "I'm assuming you saw the bruises" he chuckled. "That bitch is dead. I'm gonna fuck her to death" Spencer couldn't get to him with the bodyguard having a tight grip on his arm. "Let him go. Don't throw away your career over a piece of trash" he told Spencer. Asher started his car he hit the gas and suddenly he couldn't turn the wheel "what the hell?!" He tried to but he couldn't. "Turn the wheel fool" the bodyguard of the bar yelled out. Within a quickness he crashed into a pole and the bodyguard was about to run towards the vehicle when it blew up into flames.

Olivia was going out of her mind. The moment the door opened, she stood up. He shut the door and walked further into the house. "Spencer?" His face was blanked. She saw a gash on the side of his head and his hands were bloody. "W-What happened?" He sat down on the couch looking at his bloody hands. She walked over, sitting next to him. "Talk to me" she looked at him with her bottom lip quivering. "I beat his ass..." he trailed off. She saw the gash on the side of his head. "He hit me with some metal.. was on the ground at the bar where I found him" Spencer mumbled. "Did anyone see you?" Spencer looked at her nodding. "And the explosion" her eyes widened a little. "What?" Spencer looked forward "I don't know what happened but, he was leaving. He pulled off and it looked like he lost control of the wheel. Next thing I know, he slams into a pole and the car blew up into flames immediately. He's dead... he's dead.... I thought it was over for me. I thought they'd think I had something to do with it but the cameras said otherwise and he actually attacked me first. Our fight was self offense" a smile formed on her face. "I love you" Spencer looked over at her. "What?" She climbed on top of his lap, kissing him passionately. He didn't understand why the sudden change, he placed his hands on her hips, kissing her back. She winced when she reached down to pull her shirt up. "Liv.. we can't" he pulled away from the kiss. "What do you mean we can't? I'm free now. I want you" she told him. "Liv, this man just died—" she cut him off "Good for him. He got what he deserved" he sighed, moving her next to him. "What's wrong with you? You claim you love me but you don't wanna fuck me?" He stood up "Liv, poor choice of words" he said. "Fuck that. He abs used me. He beaten my ass daily. He peed on me. He spit on me. He treated me like I wasn't a fucking human and you are showing this guy sympathy when he did this to the woman you claim to love?" He sighed "Liv, you know it's not like that. He just got blown up into flames what do you expect me to do? If I hadn't been there this wouldn't have happened" he told her.  "It was bound to happen because I was done getting treated like that" he looked at her confused. "No matter what, he was going to lose control of the wheel and the car was going to explode" she told him. "You had this set up?" She stood up with tears welled up in her eyes. " I had no choice... I was scared" she looked down at her fingers. "You're gonna turn me in, are you?"

"If you think I would turn you in then you don't know me. But Liv, you need help. You need to get your life back together. Because he took it away from you and even though he's dead you're still damage from everything that he has put you through" he told her. "What does that mean for us? It's obvious that the spark is still there. It's obvious that we both still love each other. We can make this work" she held his hand. "You don't need to worry about me right now. You need to talk to somebody. You need to focus on yourself. Get your life back together" she pulled her hand away. "You don't get it. You are my life. I don't want to go another second... It has always been you since Beverly. I don't understand why I have to wait to be with you. Either we're gonna be together or not" she folded his arms. " Olivia you just got this man killed. Killed! He's dead. He's never coming back. But he took your life with him. You are not the same person because you are so damaged from everything that he put you through. You don't need to worry about me right now. I have football. You need to focus on yourself" she shook her head. "You know what, do you. You don't have to worry about me. This just proves that you don't want to be with me because you see me different knowing I am the reason why he's dead. I'm not about to get help. I'm not about to relive that lifestyle by talking to someone. I already told you, and I told Jordan. I don't need to tell some stranger how I was treated in my marriage" she pulled out the necklace he bought her in Vegas years ago. She took his hand and placed it in his hand. "Give it to someone who you really love. Because I'm not it" she said before walking into the guest room, closing the door. He clenched his fist that had the necklace in it. He walked to the door "You know I love you, Liv. You're just trying to.. you're not thinking straight. This man has tortured you. He treated you worse than any animal. Baby, I don't want you to think I look at you differently because I don't. This is just way too much for me to handle right now... Liv?"

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