Crushed

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A/N: Definitely listen to the song while you read! Enjoy!

Spencer stares at the text from the night before, hating himself for choosing to ignore her. After sending his own reply, he chucked the phone across the room. He didn't want to see what she said. Between his throbbing headache after drinking himself into an oblivion, and the ache in his chest, he knew he couldn't do it. Olivia had no idea how crushed he was. A baby. Our baby. The one thing he's never given anyone else because he couldn't imagine having a child with anyone but her. She never said a word to him, for that, he just couldn't talk to her right now.

"You should call her" Darnell urges. Darnell and Dillon had been with him all night. He was so drunk, throwing things around the house, and they didn't trust him not to get into fights with the rest of the furniture within his surroundings. They took him over to Dillon's cabin where there was less of anything, let alone anything breakable.

"And say what?"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe that your sorry and that you love her. You cried all night about how much she means to you. You know you'll never stop loving her, right?" Spencer tucked his lips in with a nod, his face to the floor.

"Then don't be a prick!"

"She lied!"

"So what?" Dillon added himself in. Spencer's head shot up, targeting his brother with his vision.

"So, fucking what? She's Olivia Baker. The girl half the men in this town would give their last breath to. Let's not even talk about what that means to you" Darnell hummed in agreement. Dillon goes in on his older brother again.

"Look, I'm not making excuses for her, I'm sayin, you know her and what she's been through"

"Oh, so you think it's okay she kept this from me?" Spencer shot back.

"You telling me you'd be perfectly okay with knowing all this time spent..." Spencer groaned loudly.

"Goodness! I don't even fucking know what I'm mad at right now! I just know that my whole damn life I've spent trying to get over her"

"So, you're over her now? You don't want her? Are you really willing to give her up?" Dillon smiled, waiting for his answer.

"Can you handle watching some guy's hands roaming all over her while she dances at the bar?"

Spencer couldn't contain the instant anger seeping through his mind.

"Fuck you"

"I didn't think so. If you love her, then stop being a bitch about this. She lied to you, I get that. She's been in a really bad place" Dillon slipped into a neutral tone.

"I didn't know her husband killed himself. She must've gone through it. It explains why she was afraid to tell you this too, man"

Spencer grasped this intellectually but letting that dissipate as he remembered how pissed she was with him for so long. He never doubted they'd work through it, but she had on her own. She wasn't sure they would find the love that was once there. Or that it was all in their heads. Spencer knew though.

"What does that even mean? Afraid to tell me?" Spencer posed the thought to his brother.

"You left her. Jadyn left her. She lost everything, she gets you back. What the hell do you think was the next possible outcome for her?" Dillon cracked his neck on the side.

"Please, make the wrong choice. Let her go. See what happens" Darnell stood, walking over, smacking the back of Spencer's head.

"You're a dumbass"

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