Say You Won't Let Go (Spoby Story)

Chapter XVIII

*Toby's POV*

I walk into my apartment and take a seat on the sofa, taking a deep breath.

I love Spencer, I do and it pissed me off when she said she still wanted to go out with John. I also have to remember Veronica is going to kill me if she finds out we are together again.

If she even suspects we are together she will call the police and I will be taken to a jail cell that I'll probably live in for the rest of my life.

I didn't mean for any of this to happen. What I did that night was an accident.

*flashback*

"What's you problem?!" Peter scream into my face. He looks fuming and I can see the veins sticking out of him forehead.

"Please sir, I love your daughter," I beg, hoping to change his mind.

"She will become your wife over my dead body," he shouts, stepping closer. I take a step back and hit the bumper of my car. He wouldn't even let me in the house.

"I know you don't like me that much but I love and will take of Spencer......" he cuts me off. My bottom lip is quivering but I will not cry in front of him.

"If you say that again I will kick your sorry ass!" He yells, grabbing my shirt in his fist.

"Now you listen to me!" He screams again, yanking at my shirt with force. "You will never step foot near my daughter again!"

I can't stop the tear that lands on his hand. He doesn't give any sympathy. Peter punches me straight in the jaw.

I put my hands up to my face and cover the blood coming from my lip.

"Leave!" He shouts, watching as I walk around my car and into the passenger seat.

He places his hands on the front of my car with force. If he made a dent in it I might.....

I start my car and everything goes into slow motion.

I put my car into reverse and started pulling out of his driveway. He followed my car as I slowly turned. I stopped.

The throbbing from my jaw, the shooting pain in my heart, my burst lip told me to stop. I wasn't going to let him get away with this.

I knew Spencer was one of they romantics and so I thought it would be right to ask her dad if I could have her hand in marriage. That prick has never liked me.

I sit in rage as my hurt expression turns to anger.

What have I done wrong? Why does he not like me? Why can he not see that Spencer and I are meant to be?

Peter walks around my car that is sitting in the middle of the road. He hits my car again and glares at me, a signal that I should go.

Without thinking I press the accelerator down and my car flies forward, taking Peter out with it.

*End of flashback*

The tears stream down my face as I sit on my couch. I've never felt more angry in my life and I swear I never meant it. After that Veronica was in tears screaming at me for killing her husband.

She looked at me with pure disgust. She used to like me, said I was good for Spencer but that all changed after that.

I left thinking I would be in jail the next morning but Veronica never told the police it was me that killed her husband, she said she didn't know who it was. Ever since I've been her puppet, making me do things with the threat that if I didn't I would go to jail.

If Spencer finds out what I done, she will hate me forever.

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There you go! The big one, and it's bad.

I wonder what will happen if Spencer finds out?