Thats why.

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Spencer's POV:

He rubs my shoulders gently, yet hard enough for it to be a full massage.

I hold back a moan and attempt to move his arms but he doesn't budge.

"I can only make it up to you by treating you good." He says.

I begin just breathing out of my mouth.

He begins softly kissing my neck and a small giggle escapes my lips.

Toby leaves a trail on kisses and some little nibbles where there weren't wounds, just to make me hate him a little more. That's so annoying....

My shirt begins being unbuttoned when I ask Toby to stop.

He frowns. "I'm okay with that, but why? Are you okay?" He asks.

I sigh and button up the top buttons of my shirt.

I lift up my shirt at the back and reveal the bruise I got when he threw me down.

"That's why." I say.

"I said sorry... It won't happen again." He says.

My eyes well up with tears.

"You keep making that promise... But you should really stop before you hurt yourself." I say.

His eyes well up to.

"... Then we don't have to do it. You were raped so many times I don't even know why I tried... Just let me hold you." He begs.

My breaths come out shaky.

"Okay..." I say softly.

My arm slings over his neck as we lay down.

He holds me as close to him as possible and strokes my back lightly.

I sob into the crook of his neck and he doesn't seem to have a problem with it.

(A/N: filler chapter so sorry omfg)

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