Pregnant Little Liars

On The Brink of Insanity

The next day
*Toby's POV*

I woke up at 4:00 a.m. I couldn't go back to sleep! Thoughts kept turning in my brain. I can't stop thinking about what happened this past week. It's almost as if it's a dream, but I know it's not. At about five in the morning I get a text. I unlock my phone and open the message. It's from Emily.

Emily- Hey Toby, Iv'e been thinking a lot about what happened between us. Can you meet me outside of the brew this morning at 7:30?

I quickly write back.

I've been thinking a lot about it too. See you at 7:30.

I hit send, and then quietly escape into the ensuite bathroom conjoined to our bedroom, careful not to wake Spencer. I quickly undress, and slip into the shower. The warmth of the water helps ease my troubles. I let a few tears drip with the flow of the shower water. Even though Spencer and I have gotten better at dealing with our grief, it's still impossible to pretend that we are completely okay. The both of us still shed a few tears every day. The pain burns inside my chest. It feels like a million knives piercing through my skin, and slitting my heart open. I half hope that's what actually happened, so that I can relive some of the internal pain. I finish washing and shaving, before stepping out of the shower. I open the door, and step into our bedroom. I walk over to the closet, and pick out some clothes. Spencer sits up and yawns.

"You took a shower and didn't invite me?" she asks offensively. I chuckle.

"Yeah, sorry. Next time!" I assure her. Spencer yawns again.

"Where are you going so early? I thought you didn't have to work until after lunch." she says. I pause, not quite sure how to respond.

"Yeah, I'm uh... going to meet a friend." I say hesitantly.

"Oh really? who?" Spencer asks. I knew she wouldn't leave it at that. Spencer always has to know more information then we tell her. I love it. I think it's absolutely adorable, and when we won't tell her, she gets all upset and offended. This time though, I'm dreading my response.

"Uh...Caleb." I lie. Spencer's face is unreadable. I take a deep breath and hope for the best. Spencer gives a half smile.

"Oh, that sounds fun!" she says. I relax a little bit.

"Yeah!" I reply, and finish getting dressed. Spencer follows me downstairs and into the kitchen.

"Can I make you anything for breakfast?" Spencer asks. I shake my head.

"No, I'll stop somewhere on the way. You go sit down and rest." I say, kissing her on the head. She grabs my hand, and kisses me back. She looks up at me. Her eyes are sad and tired. She looks weak but yet she still manages to stay strong.

"I love you." she says, and starts to cry. I caress her head in my hands.

"Baby don't cry. It's going to be okay." I say comforting her. "I'm only going to be gone for a few hours. I promise I'll be home for lunch, and we can go anywhere you want, it's your pick." I say hugging her close.

"I don't want lunch!" she cries. "I just want my babies back!"

My heart aches for her. I kiss her and hold her until her sobs decrease. Then I help her over to the couch, and give her one last kiss before heading out the door. Once I'm safely outside, I walk to my truck, and sob.

Ten minutes later

I pull over to the side of the road, and park my truck alongside it. I unbuckle, dry my eyes, and open the door. Emily is waiting on the patio with a vanilla decaf mocha in her hand. She smiles and waves me over when she sees me. I muster a smile as best as I can, and join her.