Mr. Toby Cavanaugh (A spoby story)

Mr Toby Cavanaugh

Toby's POV

Standing in the flat. Alone and almost cold to the bone. The walls black and crusty, a damaged memory of everything I've lost.

I still face the door, hoping. Just hoping I'll see her face again. I miss her, I don't know how I'll live without her. I know everyone says that but it's true, she's been my world since the day I laid eyes on her. My rock, my light in the dark.

My eyes prickle with tears, I swallow holding back the bubble building up in my throat. I think about the day I met her properly, the day she saved my life from those boys. That feels like an eternity, a forgot memory dancing in the light of day.

I miss her.

I need her.

I rush over to the unit my back to the door. I grab my phone. Again, calling her.
Voicemail.

'Hi. Spencer. It's me again, I know I've already called but I... I just miss you. I know it's only been a few hours but... I wish you all the luck in the world, I really do. I don't regret anything that's happened, I will always cherish you in my heart and I hope you with me...Look after our baby... I...lo-'

'Sorry, the voicemail box is full.'

I hang up the phone.

'I love you too.'

I spin around. She's standing there. Am I hallucinating because it's what I want to see? She weakly smiles tears hitting her cheeks.

'Spencer?' I stutter, the pain stringing at my heart.

'Hi.'

I laugh, running to her and holding her tightly, she is no hallucination, she's really here. She came back..

'Toby, you're crushing me..' She laughs.

'Sorry. You're here.. You-'

'I couldn't go..' I grab her again, I just want to hold her, to never let go.

I kiss her cheek, again and again.

'I guess you're happy I stayed.'

'Is that even a question?'

'I missed you.' She smiles at me.

'But.. Why did you-'

'Come back? I.. I got there to the till I payed for my flight, I waited for my plane. Sitting there thinking of you.. Our child, i'd convinced myself that I had to leave Toby..'

'So..'

'I got to the boarding desk. The woman, she said ''have a safe flight, hope you have everything you want.'' And I realised.. I didn't. I didn't have you. Toby you're the only one I want. The only one I'll ever want.'

I smile grabbing her again. She laughs into my neck as I pull her close.

'Spencer Hastings, I love you so much.'

'And I you.'

She pulls back, cupping my face and slowly kissing me. It's so tender and sweet. Every fibre of me kisses her back. She is my haven. My home, my soulmate.

My eyes become heavy as I stumble.

'Toby?'

My body feels light as I hit the floor. Suddenly... Everything darkness.

~ Hospital ~

Spencer's POV

'Miss Hastings.. Miss Hastings?'

I look at Toby, my heart clenching. I feel sick. It's not the pregnancy, I'm going to lose him. I cover my mouth as I gasp for air, tears streaming down my face.

'I'm sorry for the bad news. We will tell him once he wakes.'

I shake my head.

'No.. I must tell him..' I weakly reply.

She nods and exits the room. I slowly watch Toby wake, my eyes filling even more.

'Hey.' He stutters.

'Toby..'

'What happened?' He smiles.

'Toby.. You have cancer..'

We both stop, he glares at me. His facial expression doesn't change, he looks stunned at the thought of it.

'Cancer..' He stutters.

'They said.. Months, maybe a year..'

I stay strong for him, I have to, he can't see me hurting this way.

'Cancer..'

'Yes.' I look towards the door, feeling myself caving in. 'I need.. Air.'

I rush outside the room dropping against the wall and weeping into my hands. I'm shaking, I can't breathe.
A panic attack.

'Spencer.' Suddenly I'm grabbed into his arms.

'You need to stay in bed' I try pushing his away as my legs fail. He clutches onto me.

'Shut up and let me hold you.'

I cry falling into his arms. His falls to the floor with me, pulling me onto his lap.

'I can't..'

'Breathe Spencer..'

'Lose you-'

'I need you to breathe.' He holds my chin in his hands.

'Toby.. You can't.'

'Look at me.' I do

'Stop talking and Breathe.'

I lose myself in his eyes. Beautiful blue eyes as bright as day. I steady myself.

'I may not be here physically Spencer.'

He grabs my hand.

'But I will always be here.'
He presses it against my chest, his warm hands pressed against mine. My heart beating erotically. I nod pressing my forehead against his.

'I wish it was me. I wish I had it.'

'No. You don't. I'm glad it's me.'

'Toby?'

'I couldn't bare to watch you slip away, to look so weak and vulnerable spence. I would always take your pain.'

I cry aloud, him pulling me close to him again, my head against his chest listening to his heartbeat.

'I will love you, endlessly. For richer or for poorer, for sickness'

He stops holding my hand to his heart.

'And in health.'

Then mine.

'You'll always be my Mr Toby Cavanaugh.'

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