The Way Things Are

Chapter 10

Spencer and I were both laying in his parent's bed when he got a phone call. "Hello?" he said, then there was a long silence from him. The next thing that I heard from him was crying and "Oh my god. When was this?" Pause. " Why didn't anyone tell me sooner?!" Soon after that, he hung up, and lay back down next to me. I could feel him sobbing and hear his sniffles. I turn around to face him and kiss him as many times as I can.

"Babe. Is there anything I can do to make you feel better? I mean ANYTHING just say what you want, and I'll get it for you...if I can." I then look at him and try to make him smile, but he just grabs me and kisses me as hard and as passionate as he can.

"I just want you right now," he whispers into my ear when he finishes kissing me. "All I want is my mind taken off of all this drama right now. You're just the person to be able to do that for me. But first, lets have some drinks and I wanna get a bit high too. I know where my parents hide the weed, and I when I was younger, my cousin taught me how to roll the perfect joint. I was like 10, but I still remember how to do it." As he gets off of the bed, he puts his boxers on, and I put on his shirt. He goes over to his parents closet, and pulls out a brief case, then easily puts in the code to it and it pops open easily. "Come on. I know how to do this." He expertly does everything that he has to, and rolls the perfect joint, just like he said he would. He lights up, and hands it to me. Automatically, I reject it, thinking that it wasn't a good idea to be doing this. "Babe, come on. It's alright. It's only going to take my pain away, and you said that whatever I wanted you to do you would, as long as it was plausible for you to be able to do. And this is what I want from you, this is something that will make me happy. It's only a little weed baby, come on. For me?" Once he says this, I take the blunt from him, and take a hit. "Since no one can check my phone anymore, I wanna take a video of you and I smoking this, and being high as hell together. I want to be able to remember that we did this together. I think that we should take selfies and post them too. I wanna be reckless, careless, and painless. No one is here to care for me anymore, so why should I?" I kiss him passionately as soon as he finishes his mini speech, and he starts to cry. "Why did it have to happen to me?! What did I do to deserve this? I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING TO DESERVE THIS TREATMENT!! Beck, I have a question for you. Why do love me? Why did you pick me? Out of all of the people that you could have had, why did you pick me?" He asks me as I pull away and look at him in shock.

"Well, if you must know. I chose you because you seemed like the person that I could tell anything to. You knew me so well before we even met it seems like. You were the one person that actually came up to me, and introduced yourself without me trying to talk to you first. You and I had a special connection, I could tell when I met you. I chose you because you were the one who understood me when I opened up to you, and you were accepting. You didn't judge me, and you were able to accept who I was. You are the only person that can make me laugh like I'm actually having a good time and like I actually enjoy life. You make me feel like I'm actually safe somewhere. I know that you love me and care about me, and know that I am the one that you want to be with. At least for right now. I knew that I would be able to confide in you when things went wrong for me, and that you would be there for me no matter the situation I was in. You are my one and only, and I love you because you accept me for me, not for someone that you could change, but for me and all of my flaws and imperfections. Spencer, you know that I have a LOT of imperfections, and you make me feel like they aren't there anymore. I love you, I care about you, and I need you. If you don't feel like that, then tell me, and I'll tell you more often, and make you feel the love, the care, and the need. I need you Spencer, more than anything I've ever needed before. I need you, and your love, and care, and protection. I need someone stable in my life to help me through everything. Like you help me, I'll be there to help you too. We need each other, and that's why I chose you. I could feel that you and I were perfect for each other. You were in my dreams, even before I met you. When I saw you, I knew that you were him, the prince that always saved me in my dreams. Never have I doubted it, not once, that you weren't him. I know that it may sound strange, but it's true." I start crying somewhere in the middle, and start to break down after I finish. "I'm sorry. It's just hard for me to be able to share my feelings with you, and share how I really feel. I don't do this very often." He kneels down next to me, and we cry together on the floor.

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Three hours later, Spencer and I are sitting on the couch watch TV, and cuddling, both of us slowly falling asleep. I fall asleep in Spencer's arms with my head on his shoulder, my hands around his waist, and the cover over my legs.

When I wake up, I'm on a bed, under the covers, without Spencer. I start to freak out then hear footsteps and start to calm down. Spencer comes into the room, and jumps on me. "Good morning. Or should I say good afternoon. You slept through the WHOLE morning babe. But, I made you some lunch. How awesome of a boyfriend am I?" He asks me as I push him off of me, and go to the bathroom. I come back out, and he's waiting for me with a tray of food for me. The tray contains a pepperoni sandwich, some Doritos, and a large glass of Dr. Pepper.

"Man, you are the best boyfriend ever" I say to him with a smile on my face. I go and take the tray from him, and kiss him as I take it from him. "Well, looks like we have a DELICIOUS lunch here. How long did it take you to make this? Three minutes?" We laugh together and he kisses me, then takes a bite of my sandwich. "HEY! THAT'S MINE!!!" I say as I slap him playfully and he kisses me with a mouth full of food. He smiles and kisses me again, but this time his mouth was clean and there was no trace of food in jus mouth. He slips a little tongue into my mouth, and I smile. He pushes me onto the bed, and I push him off of me. "I think that I should eat. I'm hungry." He gives me a look of shock, and then picks me up and carries me downstairs and sets me on the couch and brings me some actual lunch consisting of perfectly cooked mac-and-cheese and hot dogs. "Oh. My. God. I love you. You are perfect. I love you. So much." I smile and kiss him as I say that, then I proceed to eat my food, with Spencer helping me with it, even though I can eat it by myself. He's probably already eaten lunch anyways.

"How was your lunch babe?" He asked me as I finished it.

"It was delicious baby" I say as I lay down on the couch. "I wanna watch a movie! I wanna watch The Warriors!"

"Why that movie? It sucks...like really badly."

"How dare you insult me like that! I LOVE that movie! It's a fucking classic!"

"What are you taking about? That movie SUCKS babe!" All of a sudden, after he says that, and we start to argue about the movie, his friend Noah comes in. He starts to eat my food, sit in my spot on the couch, starts talking to my Spencer, and put on a movie that neither of us want to watch. "What are you doing here Noah?"

Noah just looks at us, and goes back to watching the movie. "I'm here because I need to talk to you about something, Spencer. Alone." Spencer looks at me and then shakes his head.

"Whatever you say to me, you can say to her too." He says referring to me.

"It's about your parents. I know how they died...it was my fault..."