A Summer in Paris: a Spoby story

Chapter 40

Spencer's POV:

"Spencer!" I hear a sweet voice call. I put my foot back on the ledge and turn around. "T-Toby?" "Yes, Spencer it's me. Please come down from there." He says slowly inching towards me with his hand out for me to take. He had a look of shock and horror on his face. "But- but I can't." "Why not?" He asks now standing in front of me with his arm still outstretched towards me. I can now see the tears filling his eyes. "Because I want to be with you." I say, my tears coming harder. "I can't be without you Toby." He shakes his head and says, "You don't have to, Spencer I'm right here. Please take my hand and get down from there." "You're not really here. I saw your body. Toby please just let me go. Then we can be together. Why don't you want me to be with you? Are you still mad at me because I'm sorry. Toby, I'm really sorry and I love you. Please just let me be with you. Please stop trying to make me go back to a world without you because I can't... I just can't." "Spencer I'm right here. I don't know who's body you found, but it wasn't mine. Please. I'm right here in front of you. Take my hand. Please, don't do this. I love you so much, please." He begs. His tears come flooding out of his blue eyes. "I saw your tattoo. I was you. I know it was. This is a hallucination. If I don't do this I will never see you again and I can't handle that. I need you!" I cry back. He takes another step closer. "Spencer, I'm not a hallucination. I'm here. I'm alive. Please take my hand and you will see that you're not imagining me." I see the sadness in his eyes. As he takes a step closer I can feel the warmth that's radiating off of him, I can hear his heart beating crazily. "You're here? You're actually here? And alive?" I ask in disbelief. He smiles, "yes baby I'm here. I'm alive. Please come down from there." He pleads. I smile back through my tears and take his hand. I go to get off, but I slip. Toby tightens his grip on my hand as I dangle from the side of the building. "Toby!" I cry. "Please don't let fall!" I scream. Both of our hands are sweaty and I'm starting to slip. "I won't. I promise." He grabs my arm with his other hand and tries to pull me up, but our grips on each other start slipping. "Spencer. Grab my arm with your other hand." I struggle to do as I'm told, but somehow gather enough strength to do it. Toby closes his eyes. "Hold on as tight as possible." He tells me. I tighten my grip on his hand and arm. Then he hoists me up on the ledge, my feet still dangling. He pulls me again making us fall to the to roof top ground. He quickly stands up and picks me up. He pulls me into a huge hug. "Never ever ever, do anything like that again." He says crying and pulling me away from him to look me in the eye. I smile through my tears and nod my head. He pulls me back to him and kisses the top of my head. "I'm so sorry. Please, please, don't let me go." I say into his chest. "Never," he whispers. "I love you too much."