What Else?

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 "Toby, I don't even know where to start."

"Spencer, is there that much you've been doing to harm your body?!?!" Spencer stayed silent, not looking at him. "Sweetheart, why? You know you could've talked to me about it. You know I will never judge you. You know that I..." before he could finish Spencer cut him off.

"I was scared, okay. I thought you were just like my family... just like my friends..." she trailed off.

"What do you mean just like your friends? Do they know about this?"

"They found out when I started, and they told everyone in school. People started telling me to kill myself, and that I was only doing it for attention. We were broken up, so I couldn't exactly go to you.... Toby, there's something that you don't know..."

"Babe, you know can tell me anything. I'll help." He was trying to coax the answer out of her. She didn't respond. "Spence, come on. Please?" He finally started to beg for the answer. She mumbled something he couldn't hear. "What's wrong, Spence?"

"I tried to kill myself."

Toby just stood there. He didn't know what he was supposed to do. He finally wrapped his arms around her as she cried.

"I didn't want you to find out, I didn't want you to hate me."

"Hey, hey, Spence come on." He pulled back looking her in the eyes. "I could never hate you. You're my life. Without you, I'd go crazy." He held her as she continued to cry.

Finally her sobs died and she looked up into his eyes. He wiped away her remaining tears, and she kissed him, hard. Toby was quick to respond. He traced her bottom lip with his tongue, seeking entrance, which she quickly accepted. Finally, she pulled away.

"I'm tired, can we just sleep?" She looked at him innocently, knowing he didn't know what she had planned once he fell asleep.

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Okay guys, I know, it's been a while. I've just been really stressed and this story is kind of starting to trigger me, but I'm trying really hard to keep writing it for you. Love you!!
Kisses -K 

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