Spencer and Toby: together for eternity

I want in.

(Farrah^^)

Spencer's POV:

After a week here, I've only gotten to see my baby 7 times and I've had to do it with this guy so many times I lost count... I just want Toby. I won't ever get into an argument ever again with him if it meant I could have him. I would warship him if it meant I could see him.

"Spencer..." Farrah says with a concerned voice.

"What?" I ask combing my hair.

"Do you think I'll ever get out of here?" She asks.

"I don't know.... But if I find a way I'm taking you and your son." I say smiling at her sympathetically. Her husband had cancer... And she thinks he's dead but we pray that he isn't.

"I thought he would have a search party for me by now if he wasn't... I mean they probably think I'm like dead or something..." She says.

She shivers at the thought and I frown.

"It was never proven... He's still out there searching for you..." I reassure her.

She nods and wipes away a tear when a nurse walks in.

"Spencer it's time for your visit with Dustin." The lady says smiling. I haven't gotten to know anybody except Farrah.

I nod and follow her into the nursery. This place looks like a mansion in the ground or something.

I pick up Dustin and I'm all alone when I feel hands on my hips making me jump while holding Dustin.

"Hey gorgeous." He says.

Not again... It's my visiting time.

"I'm just gonna finish up in here with Dustin..." I say.

"Yeah you do that... I'll come get you when your visits done." He says smacking my butt and walking out.

What's so good about me? I thought he'd be into some of the old ladies that are here... Haha old lady fedish.

Dustin begins crying and I sooth him for a few minutes by singing and a nurse takes him from me.

"Master wants to see you..." Says the girl.

"...okay. Bye baby" I say kissing Dustin on the forehead and walking out.

I would just ignore this but I learned the hard way... If I ignore him I'm beaten. Right in front of Everyone.

I even have a bunch of scratches bruises and even a black eye from the first time I tried which was only 2 days ago.

After an hour of doing it once again I feel like a dirty whore once again for actually grinding with him, but if I don't he hits me and tells me to... I still easily do it. That's a whore thing to do!

I walk back to my room and see Farrah sitting there crying.

"He rubbed it right in my face!" She cries.

"What?" I ask rushing to her side.

"My husband is dead! He showed me his grave and everything! Well... Pictures I guess..." She mumbles.

I hug her tightly and she hugs me back.

Tobys POV:

After a whole week no luck on finding spencer.

But they found something... They found all of her stuff left in a room at Grandwood hotel.

No blood and no screams heard... It's a sign that Maybe she's was just kidnapped.

Even if she was I will find the sick bastard who kidnapped her.

I regret everything... Every little argument we got in.

"Mr Cavannaugh!" An officer yells who has been helping me through all of this.

"W-what?" I ask.

"We found her purse on the outskirts of Scranton... It may be a clue to where she is, but some officers think it may have been planted. We will begin spreading our search to Scranton." He explains.

I smile and take her blue crappy worn out purse in my hands.

The officer walks away and I sigh.

I dig through her purse to find nothing very important...

Mints, a couple of socks for Dustin, Chapstick, ... And a note.

I read it and it says: for Toby.

"Dear Toby, I don't think I'll ever have the guts to say this to you... Hell, I probably won't ever get the guts to give you the note... Anyways, these days I'm not so sure you love me, which makes me unsure if I love you. You force me into... A lot of stuff. Despite what you say, you hurt me Toby. I know how bad you feel, but that doesn't make it okay... I obey you... You don't have to drink. But you do. I want to leave... But I want to stay. Which is why we should live separately but still see each other. -love spencer" it says.

Spencer's POV:

He told me his name was Jeffory... That's not a bad guy name.

I lay in bed thinking and thinking until I can't even think anymore.

"Spencer..." Farrah whispers.

"Yeah?" I whisper back.

"I- I think I know how to get out." She says.

I gasp and tip- toe over to her bed.

I sit down with her and she begins talking to me about the plan.

"In the kitchen, there's that huge air duct by our chairs... I was cleaning it out before and it leads to the top room. The only way out... That's how he gets in and out. But it goes straight up sometimes... So we might have to steal something from the nursery to hold our babies" she explains.

"That's a good plan... But how are we supposed to get into the kitchen without being seen?" I ask.

"We wait until tomorrow night... When we are in. The nursery grab one of those things that goes around your stomach to hold your baby. Then we hide behind the walls on the right hand side to avoid being seen... And once we are there, we unscrew it and there's no going back out." She says.

"If the plan fails then... We can't-" "no nobody will be able to enter... We can get out but we would have to kick it down." She reassures me.

We hear someone walking by so we scramble quietly back into our beds and the door slightly opens.

"I just heard all of that... I want in." A girl says, se has to be way younger than even me.