Sex Education (re-post)

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

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Spencer stood outside Brooke's house. His hands were shaking and he was talking quietly to himself. He jumped in surprise when her front door swung open.

"Spencer? What are you doing here?" Brooke asked with concern. "Are you alright?"

Spencer nodded and began stuttering.

"I ... I'm sorry to bother you. Um, I just ... I ... do you ... can we talk?" he said visibly shaking.

"Sure, come on in," she said stepping aside.

Spencer walked into the house and to the living room he'd become familiar with the past couple of weeks.

"Can I get you anything to drink?" she offered.

"Um, no ... thank you," he said.

Brooke walked over to the couch and sat down. She patted the seat nearby.

"Sit down, you look like you are about to have a seizure," she said.

Spencer gave a pretend smile and sat down. His hands nervously rubbing his pants.

"Spencer, is this about Emily?" Brooke said softly.

"What?" he said looking up in shock.

Brooke didn't respond, she just smiled softly at him. Spencer looked down at his feet.

"Yea," he said guiltily.

"I'm not surprised," Brooke said making Spencer look up. "I see the way you two look at each other and I overheard some of what Emily said at the hospital."

"Brooke, I'm incredibly sorry," Spencer said guilt ridden.

"Did you ever cheat on me?" she asked.

"What? No, never," Spencer said shocked by the question.

"Then you have nothing to be sorry about," she said smiling sweetly. "I'm not going to lie and say this doesn't hurt, but our hearts want what they want."

Spencer frowned and reached out for Brooke's hand.

"You are an amazing woman Brooke and I wish things were different. You are so kind and smart and loving and beautiful. I have enjoyed my time with you, I hope you know that," Spencer said with sincerity.

"Thank you. You are an amazing man yourself. Give yourself more credit," Brooke said squeezing his hand.

"Can we be friends?" he asked.

Brooke gave him a small smile. "Probably not right now. I don't think I could handle seeing you with someone else. In time when my heart heals and moves on, I would love to be your friend."

Spencer nodded his understanding. He stood up and walked over to Brooke's door. He stopped and turned around.

"Bye," he said before leaning over and gently kissing her cheek.

"Bye Spencer," Brooke replied as a tear dripped from her eye.

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Emily stepped onto her balcony that overlooked Paris. The Eiffel Tower glittering in the distance. She looked up at the stars blinking over her and sighed. She had been gone a little over a month and traveled a new place every week. She started in England, next came Ireland, then Germany, then Greece, and now she was staying in France.

She hadn't been in contact with anyone back home, not because she didn't miss them terribly, but because she missed them terribly. The thought of talking to them would only break her heart more. She could still see Penelope and J.J. crying as she boarded her plane.