Too Broken to Love

5

Spencer didn't ask questions as we made the drive to his house, instead he held my hand continuing to rub circles on it with his thumb. When we pulled into the gated two story brick house I couldn't help but gasp at the beauty of it.

The driveway was lined with blossom trees and circled a beautiful fountain that stood at the front of the house. I knew he had money, but I didn't realize that people actually lived in houses like this.

"You live here by yourself?" I asked
"Yeah, I kept trying to tell my mother it was too much for me when I bought it, but she insisted on buying a forever home fit for a family." he replied before removing his hand from mine and shutting off the car.
That's when I remembered we drove his car to his house.
"Where about my car?" I asked
"I''ll get my friend to drop it off at your house in the morning."
"Oh, okay"

He jumped out of the car and walked around to my side of the car, opening the door and offering his hand to help me out. I smiled and took his hand as it swallowed mine within it.

Spencer led me up the front steps and opened the large double doors into the house.
"Well this is it, home sweet home, make yourself comfortable. The bedrooms are upstairs, you can pick whichever one you want. Mine is at the end of the hall. They all have their own bathrooms, and I can give you a shirt to sleep in so you can change out of your clothes."
"Thanks" I smiled, yawning as the reality of the day began to weigh in my mind.

He walked me into the living room and I sat on the couch.
"The kitchen is through there if you need anything, Ill be right back!" he smiled before going upstairs. I waited on the couch until he returned carrying a T Shirt. He pointed to a bathroom just off the downstairs hallway and I went and changed into his shirt.

As I slipped the fabric over my bare skin I could smell the familiar scent of his cologne. I pulled the collar up and inhaled the scent of him letting out a sigh. I took a look in the mirror, a red mark was still very present on my cheek from where Chris had slapped me.

I shuddered before turning around and walking back to the living room and sitting beside Spencer on the couch. I know he is just trying to be nice, but I really just want him to hold me and make me feel safe.

After a few minutes of silence Spencer broke the silence. "So how are you feeling?"
I instinctively wrapped my arms around my body, feeling vulnerable. Do I open up or stay closed off?
He must have sensed my discomfort about talking about the events of tonight and reached over and wrapped my hand in his.

His touch alone washed all the worry out of my body, almost like the contact alone could hypnotize me out of any other thoughts going through my mind.

"Its okay if you don't want to talk about it, I saw what happened. I just want you to know that I'm here for you."
I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding in and squeezed his hand. I don't want him to think less of me. Regardless of my fears of telling him the truth, its almost like the words just started falling out of my mouth, refusing to stop until it was all out in the open.

"I want to tell you everything.."
He looked at me in a way that told me to continue, as he sat rubbing circles on my hand as he had in the car.
"So Chris is my recently Ex Boyfriend of 7 years. We have three kids together, Riley, Jacob, and Anna. Chris worked during the day, but mostly took care of the kids around my schedule at the PD and the restaurant. I came home the other day and was looking for a shirt when I found some woman's thong in the clean laundry... "

He squeezed my hand as I continued. "I went to work that night and when I came home the next morning he had some woman in my bed. I made him leave, and he told me he would be trying to get custody of the kids, even though he never shows them any attention."