Spencer and Toby: together for eternity

Until death do us part

Spencer's POV:

"What?" I ask trembling with fear.

"Run. And take care of our baby" he says a tear rolling down his cheek.

Before I can talk he pushes me lightly and I see a door.

I run to it but Toby isn't following me.

"I'm not leaving you here!" I yell.

"I-" suddenly a bullet goes into his ankle and he falls down.

It was Hanna.

"Run" he mouths causing me to cry but run out the door in a panic.

I keep sprinting becoming more aware of what just happened. I led my Toby there to die.

I whimper while running and think of the thing he said to me.

"Take care of our baby".

I feel the wet mud rubbing off between my toes and the sticks slowly cutting me.

I hold my stomach and realize this must be hard on the baby so I stop to take a few breaths but about a mile and a half away I can see a little figure. Like Hanna and Alison.

I keep sprinting but I see them getting closer and closer.

"We're almost there..." I say to my baby trying to run as fast as I can.

I see them approaching closer and sprinting faster as I slow down.

I fall on a large rock on my back and they slow down a little seeing that I can't get up.

I feel myself give up and look at the evening sky but all I hear are gunshots.

I look up and see alison and Hanna laying on the ground clenching there stomachs in pain.

I look around frantically searching for the person who shot them... I didn't know if I should thank them or yell at them for shooting a random person.

I finally see ezra standing a little far away with a gun in his hand.

He looks at me and rushes over to me to help me up.

I shakily grab his hand and stand up looking at Hanna who looked alive but in pain then glanced at Alison who was laying there dead.

The only person I cared about was toby right now.

"Where is Toby?" I ask tears running down my dirty face.

He looks down trying not to cry.

"I... I mean he's probably... Dead." Ezra says looking at me with sadness in his eyes.

I feel everything begin spinning around and I feel like my heart could drop into my stomach.

Without saying a thing I start sprinting back to the building praying there's hope.

Before I know it I'm there but it's complete darkness and Toby's not there.

I fall to my knees shakily crying.

"Toby!" I manage to get out.

I feel the baby getting uncomfortable but this isn't something I can easily get over.

I shouldn't have left him.

Maybe if I brought him we could be running to a street and explaining our story to a stranger.

Instead of him being dead we could both be well.

I felt ezra clutching my shoulder trying to comfort me.

I hear the police burst in and I assume he called the cops.

"Please! Find him!" I beg as the cops put a blanket around me.

"We're trying. Ma'm, there's still hope" he says trying to calm me down.

"No! No! Don't give me false hope!" I snap remembering how much blood he lost.

I realize I'm taking out my anger in this person and I decide to apologize.

"I'm sorry... I'm just-" "I know. It's okay." The person says holding my hand.

(1 day later)

I just got home.

I feel his presence still in here. I wasn't enough to save him. He was everything to me and I didn't deserve him.

I didn't deserve him... I didn't.

I decided to go back to the place we first met.

I walked to rosewood high and walked in going to the hallway that we bumped into eachother.

After sitting there crying a bit I decided to leave.

I thought of how cliché it was that we bumped into eachother at school and he helped me with my books. That's a classic.

I wanted him to come call dibs on drivers seat and when I did steal the drivers seat getting me pissed off. Now I don't even want it. I want Toby.

I rest my head on the steering wheel before driving.

As I get back home I look at a few of his pictures.

I keep calling his phone just to hear his voice. "Hey it's Toby! If I don't call you back try texting me! Leave a message on the beep" it kept replaying.

I cried myself to sleep by accident. When I woke up I hoped it was all just a dream but it was real.