Spencer and Toby: together for eternity

Stresed and depressed

Spencer's POV:

I sat in the hospital bed and waited. NOBODY is allowed to fucking see me yet. This is bullshit!

The doctor came in and I shot him a dirty look. "I WANT... My fiancé to come in." I said.

"Not for another hour." He said giving me my food.

I rolled my eyes.

"Okay well he's probably worried sick so can somebody PLEASE just tell him I'm fine?!" I yelled.

"Sure... His name?" He asked. "Toby cavannaugh" I said calming down a little bit.

He walked out and I are my cinnamon bun.

The doctor came back a few minutes later to check my bandages.

"Umm... Spencer it says you were here like a few weeks ago but left" he said confused.

"Oh yeah um... Somebody said I could go and they took out my stuff" I lied.

"There names?" He asked concerned. "I have no idea." I lied.

"Ugh okay..." He said walking out.

The police ran in and smiled.

"Spencer hastings?!" A lady asked. "Erm yes?" I said.

"She's NOT dead" the lady said.

(3 days later)

I was brought in for questioning and luckily me and Toby were excused from the whole case... They arrested bailey for kidnapping us!

For some reason Toby always wants to have sex with me and its getting like super annoying. I love him but we have to slow down.

"We should just have a private wedding. Just elope" I blurted out.

"What?" Toby said.

"I mean I don't want a big wedding I don't wanna plan I just want it to be us and maybe a few friends" I said.

"Well... Yeah I mean whatever I don't care if we get married in a bathroom I just wanna marry you" he said kissing my hand.

"Aw..." I said sarcastically.

He started kissing up
My arm and I could already tell where this was going... Well maybe.

He took off my sweater and it was clear.

I pulled back and Toby frowned a bit before moving to the other side of the couch.

Should I tell him the truth? Or should I just avoid it without talking about it? It's easier to tell him but more awkward... And if I don't tell him it will STILL be awkward and we will both be upset! That's it I'm telling him!

"Toby promise me you won't get mad..." I say.

"Of course... What's wrong?" He asked.

"I don't wanna have sex with you all the time okay?!" I regretted saying.

"Okay... I'm sorry" he said looking uncomfortable.

"It's not that I don't love you it's that I'm tired" I said. The cancer makes everything so much more worse and depressing then it has to be.

Why do I have to have cancer? Why do I have to have A? What did I so wrong in life?

I put my face in my knees and started crying. My parents don't care or love me and the only person I have left is Toby. I don't even know if my friends like me and it still hurts that I was bullied.

Toby picked me up and laid me down on the bed.

He cupped my face and kissed me.

"It's okay babe just go to sleep... Just get some rest" he said getting up.

I closed my eyes and before falling asleep I felt Toby wrap me in blankets and change me into pajamas.

He got beside me and I fell asleep a few minutes later.