Taken (A Spoby/Pll Fanfiction)

Chapter 13: Apology NOT Accepted

Spencer's POV:

I storm out of the OBGYN office and walk to Wren's car.  Gosh, he really expects me to forgive him after all that he's done to me?  I don't think so!  After all, he is the one who kidnapped me, raped me (numerous times), and then GOT ME PREGNANT!  Now, he wants me to keep the baby and accept his half-hearted appology?  Nope, I'm not going to fall for that again!  That charming British accent is what got me into this mess in the first place!

I look back and see Wren walk out the the office with a look of sorrow on his face.  He makes me sick. The only reason I haven't run away from this place is because I'm pregnant, and I can't get very far running, or I'll get tired, because I look like a hippo.  He slowly makes his way to the car and opens the door for me.  He tries to help he in, but I just scoff and push him out of the way.

The rest of the car ride is a suffolcating silence.  I just stare out the window, taking in my surroundings for a possible future escape with my baby girl.  I will not let my baby endure the pain and abuse that her father has put me through for the past year and 5 months.  I must have been lost in my own think-world, because Wren nudges me with his hand.

"Spencah, we're home," he says nervously.

I don't know quite why, but this sets me over the edge.

"FIRST OF ALL, DON'T TOUCH ME.  SECOND OF ALL, THIS WILL NEVER BE MY HOME EVER! YOU GOT THAT?  I WAS DRAGGED HERE AGAINST MY WILL AFTER MY OWN GRADUATION PARTY AND HELD CAPTIVE HERE FOR A WHOLE YEAR!  SO TO MAKE MYSELF ABSOLUTELY CLEAR TO YOU, I HATE YOU AND I CAN BARELY STAND TO BE IN THE SAME ROOM WITH YOU!" I scream, panting and trying to catch my breath.

And with that, I feel the baby kick and then storm inside.  She must know when I'm upset.

*THAT NIGHT*

I lay on the floor, uncomfortable, but happy not to be in the same bed as Wren.  I think about what my baby will be like.  She will probably be a brunette, with sad brown eyes and light skin.  I can't help but shed a tear when I think of what lousy parents she has.  My baby girl is going to be so messed up and there's nothing I can do to make her home life better.  She'll grow up, not knowing the happy side to her mother, and not realizing that her mom was kidnapped by her dad.

I also think of baby names.  I always liked the name Molly Jane.  It was a name Toby and I talked about naming our daughter in the future.  I shed multiple tears when I think about Toby.  I miss him so much.  His kind blue eyes, his soft lips, and the way he made me feel better in the hardest times. I think about what Wren told me that day I saw Toby on the news.  "Oh Spencah, so naive.  He never really loved you... He is -A."  This can't be true.  I can't believe I ever listened to that evil weasel.  Oh wait, that's right, I was in a vulnerable position and he took advantage of me, just like the little rat he is.  And he's going to be Molly's father.

[( A/N: So I decided to name the baby Molly Jane, just because I love that name and I'll probably name my daughter that when I get older!  Sorry this is kinda depressing chapter, but Spencer will probably have the baby next chapter!!  Also, does anyone have any idea how I can get more reads on my stories?  I hope to get 1k soon! :) Oh, and Toby's POV is coming in the next couple chapters, and there will be a HUGE time skip in a couple chapters!  Don't forget to comment and vote for the next chapter!  Kisses, -Amy )]