Spencer
I wake up not in my house.
I wake up in a trailer.
I think I am in Toby And Yvonne's trailer.
I look out the curtain, I see Toby working on the house he told me about.
I see a note on the table.
"I'm being completely honest. I still love you Spencer. After the five years, even when I was still with Yvonne. Yvonne understands and she has decided to fly back home. -Toby"
Wow...
I... I don't know what to say...
I...
I love him too.
And it's true.
Caleb wasn't even here when I was about to get my jaw shot off. And Toby was.
That proves a huge thing in a girls life.
Like that lyric in Daya's song, Hideaway
"He'll save my life, like superman!"
I get dressed. And head outside.
I am wearing this,
"Hey, You." I say, walking out of the trailer."Hey, Spenc." He greets using my old nickname.
"Mm, Continuing the house I see?" I reply as I look at the almost finished house.
"Yeah, all I need is too add two more pieces of wood on the roof, and. We can start adding in carpet and hardwood." Toby says proudly.
I giggle at his facial expression when he said that.
...
I look inside the house after Toby finishes the roof.
I walk into what is suppose to be our bedroom.
I see a shattered picture...
I go over to pick it up.
It's a regular picture of Emily smiling.
There's a piece of paper sticking out of the frame.
I look at it.
"You're coming to her funeral, aren't you? ... I hope... Let's play a game. Before the funeral. You will have to look longs and hard for Charlottes killer or... Twisty. Will kill you. How he was about to. You have a week. Emily's funeral is next Wednesday. You'll either be there. Or you both will have a double funeral... -Uber A"
All thoughts in my brain rush to the front.
Should I tell Toby?
Should I hunt down Charlottes killer?
Should I... Let Twisty kill me?...
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