My Partner Against Crime

Chapter 48

I accept the call charges and wait until I hear his voice.

"Marina?" I stand next to the bed, Spencer reaches for my hand. I feel frozen, I haven't heard his voice in years. I never thought I would again.

"Are you there?" Spencer gives my hand a little squeeze.

"I'm here." I say, and immediately start to regret answering the call.

"You're there? I can't believe you answered Mar. How are you? Are you doing okay? I haven't heard anything from you, I've been trying to contact you. Have you been getting my letters?" The sound of his voice brings back memories I've been pushing down for years. I cry as I listen to him talk.

"Are you crying? Mar, it's okay." It's okay? What he did is far from okay, making me remember why I cut contact from him. I hang up, my phone falls to the floor.

I kneel onto the floor with my eyes tightly shut and my hand covering my mouth. I can't remember the last time I've cried this hard. I shouldn't have answered, I know that. I've known that. I made up my mind the day he went away, but bringing back a good memory softened me, I had to answer.

Spencer drops to the floor in front of me and pulls me into him. I sob into his chest as he gently rubs my back.

Spencer picks me up and lays me on the bed, then bends back down and puts my phone next to me. He lays down next to me and shifts himself so I have my face buried in his chest.

I don't know how long we stay like that, but long enough for it to be time for us to pick up Marshall.

"I'm going to go get Marshall, okay? Why don't you try and get some sleep." He puts a pillow where he was laying, and puts one against my back, then pulls our soft blanket over me

"I'll be back, I love you." He gently kisses my forehead, then wipes my cheek with his thumb. I nod, and watch him leave the room.
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|Spencer's POV|

I leave Marina to go pick up Marshall. I feel horrible leaving her like that. In all of the time I've known her, I haven't seen her fall apart that way.

I texted Marshall before I left the house letting him know to be ready to leave Travis's house. I need to get back to Marina, I don't have time to small talk for eternity.

I ring the doorbell to Travis's house and I'm thankful it doesn't take long for Mark to answer.

"Spencer! Come in." He smiles at me and opens the door further.

"Actually, we really have to go. I'm sorry, Marina's kind of having a rough day today." If she ever finds out I said that she'll probably be mad at me, but I'll deal with that later.

"Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that." Marshall comes over to me looking disappointed, I'm sure sad to leave his friend.

"Well thank you for taking care of him, did everything go alright?" Marshall steps out and stands next to me.

"Yeah! Everything was great, you have a great kid. I hope Marina feels better."

"Thank you, I do too."

I say bye to Mark and he finally shuts the front door.

"What's wrong with Marina?" We get into the car.

"First of all, don't ever ask her what's wrong with her, but she sort of lost her brother some years ago and today's his birthday, so it's kind of rough on her." I say kind of, as if she wasn't just weeping on our floor.

"Hm."

"How was Travis?" His face lights back up.

"Really good. He has a trampoline, the new Xbox, a pool and a game room, it was insane!"