Stay Away (S.R. x reader)

Chapter 14

Blame - Bastille

'Who found you?' I tried to read his face but was unable to.

'You know how I was stuck in prison for five years for something I didn't do?' Spencer rarely talked about his time in prison, whenever I brought it up he would brush it off, claiming it was just boring. I knew what type of trauma he must have gone through and all I wanted to do was help him. But lord help me, I have no idea how to.

'Well, I made friends with this guy who protected me when I was in that place, his name was Jax.' He paused, I guess he was deciding what to tell me and what to leave out. To think Spencer was alone throughout all of this. 'Well, this guy Jax would give me these drugs to help pass the time and numb myself to this experience of prison. He found me that night we were running away and has been offering me these drugs, and I don't know why but for some part of me still really want them.'

His eyes looked so sad and disappointed in himself, 'Spence, don't blame yourself. But you really don't want this guy in your life.'

'Yeah, no I know.' He smiled and took my hand in his as we walked back to our hotel home.

...

It was early morning when Jax came. Around 6 am when I usually did my runs but I stayed in because I felt like Spencer needed me. The knock at the door jolted both of us awake. Spencer checked his watch and swore before leaning into my ear and whispering, 'He wasn't meant to be this early but please just stay out of sight.' He got up from the bed as I scrambled into a small closet. I was able to see what was happening out of the small spaces in the closet white door. The clothes rustled and Spencer waited until there was no sound coming out of my closet before he opened the door.

The door swung open to reveal a tall man, shorter than Spencer but yet still small and intimidating. He had a buzzcut, muscular arms yet an obvious beer belly. A backpack was swung over his shoulder and when he saw Spencer he immediately pulled him into a tight hug. Spencer winced out of the surprise of the hug.

'Spencer, my boy!' Jax's voice was loud, almost as shout as he pulled out of the hug slapping Spencer's shoulder in a friendly bro way, 'What will it be today, for my good friend?'

As Jax began to unzip his bag Spencer stopped him, 'I actually wanted to talk about that with you.'

Jax raised an eyebrow, his eyes narrowed, 'Yeah sure man, what's up?'

'I'm trying to put that shit behind me, I have a girl now man, I care about her.' I smiled behind the closet doors, at how he talked about me.

Jax started laughing as if Spencer had just said the funniest joke. When Spencer didn't smile Jax hesitated before reaching into his bag and pulling out a needle. Dilaudid. Spencer's eyes grew wide, he had had so many troubles with this drug. Spencer reached toward the needle, shaking as he did so. I cursed under my breath before pushing the closet doors open.

'Spence, don't.' I said sternly trying to keep a safe distance from his odd friend.

Jax jumped and took a step toward Spencer, 'She was listening?' He grabbed Spencer by the collar of his shirt and pulled him towards him. Spencer backed up, he looked at me, clearly afraid of what this man could do. He mouthed the words get out before he took a swift punch at Jax who simply ducked away. Spencer didn't foresee that as Jax pushed Spencer hardly, onto the floor before pulling him up and delivering a rapid hit to Spencer's stomach. I screamed, covering my mouth. Spencer groaned, clearly winded. I ran over and pushed Jax off of him. As my hands connected with his shoulders he only went back a step, my small amount of strength unable to move this heavy man. The man only laughed at me before taking another step forward as I took a step back from him but I tripped over a piece of clothing on the floor, internally cursing myself for not being tidier.

Jax towered over me and kicked me lightly in the leg, moving me to the side. 'You're a little bitch.' He spat on me and as much as I hated myself for it, I cowered away from him.

Before he could do anything more his eyes turned wide and he coughed a small gasp coming from his throat. I saw Spencer's strong arm holding Jax in a chokehold. Jax started pounding on Spencer's upper hand, trying to mouth the words for help. I swore his face started to turn blue as Spencer did not give up his relentless grip. 'You will not come back, EVER.' Spencer held on, the veins popping out of his arm as he yelled at this man. The man nodded violently, but soon his eyes began rolling back into his head as he began to lose consciousness. When there were only the whites of his eyes showing Spencer released his grip and the man fell to a heap on the floor. At first, he wasn't breathing and I feared that perhaps we had done something so sinister. But the man's chest soon started rising and falling with a desperation for the air he had just lost. Spencer dusted his hands.

'If I ever see that pitiful face of yours again you will not be so lucky.' Spencer delivered a harsh kick to the man's stomach and even I winced. Jax stood up nodding, coughing attempting to fill up his lungs. As soon as he was on his feet he scurried away, fear clearly showing his door.

When Spencer was sure he was gone he took me into his arms kissing the top of my head, 'Oh y/n I'm so so sorry. I love you. Please forgive me.' He fell to his knees sobbing. I grabbed his shoulder and yanked him back up. He looked at me confused, 'I know you hate me, I wanted to get rid of that version of me and you had to see it.'

I brought his face toward mine and said, 'I want to see all sides of you because, I love all of them, Spencer.'

He smiled and lifted me, holding my legs in one hand and my head in the other. He planted a kiss on my lips and flung me onto the bed before crawling on top of me.