okay y'all so this story is gonna be based of what spoby deserved but didn't get after 7x20//this is one of my one shots give me love and I decided hey why not write a story based off it.
Just a pre-warning, I may not update regularly. I have a extremely busy schedule with school, sports, and maintaining my social life. I'm up everyday at 5:30am and don't get home till 5:30 in the afternoon. But whenever I get the chance I'll update as soon as possible!
I hope y'all enjoy 💓✨
I felt my heart sink into my stomach as Toby approached Alex. And another warm tear slipped down my cheek. This is probably the last time I'd ever see these people, people I love to the end of the earth and back.
I was gonna be taken away, locked up for something I would never even think of doing. And it's all because of that bitch Alex.
I was so occupied in my thoughts that I didn't even see him walk over to her, he began to lean in to kiss her, Im gonna be sick. Every ounce of hope inside of me shriveled. Hope truly does bread eternal misery.
Toby and Alex were gonna be together. Toby and Alex were gonna get married. have children. Love each other. While I sat in a jail cell, rotting away.
Bam.
"Tell me your favorite poem from the book you gave me." He demanded, suddenly behind Alex with her arms twisted behind her back.
She looked helpless, I felt a giant wave of relief rush over my body. He's talking about the book. The book I kept on my nightstand most of my life, I'd read it sometimes when he'd come over to help him with French. One night we'd got to a certain poem that I love, it was my favorite from the book. It became our little think I'd guess you say, that and scrabble.
"Une orange sur la table. Ta robe sur le tapis. Et toi dans mon lit." I told him almost immediately. A grin crept on my face.
His eyes, god, he knew it was me, he knew I was his girl. God, I nearly broke down in sobs. I wouldn't be spending the rest of my life in a jail cell or a mental hospital. I'd be spending it waking up with him; going to coffee with the girls.
A cop ran in and took Alex away, and as much as I wanted too, I physically couldn't move. My legs felt as if they'd been put in the center of cement blocks.
Toby took the very few steps towards me and pulled me into his arms. These arms felt like home. I pulled away momentarily only to place a kiss on his lips, they tasted the same as the last time I kissed him.
"tu m'as sauvé" [you saved me] I said as both hands were placed against each side of his face.
"Je vous sauverai toujours" [I will always save you]
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[one day later]
"So Mary had another child?" My mom asked giving me a cup of tea.
"Yep, she said she never told me because she thought she was dead or had a Cinderella life somewhere in England and didn't want to destroy that."
" So she's identical?"
"Yep, she's a bit skinnier than I am but she's identical to me, almost like a clone. "I said taking a sip of tea.
