We Are Meant To Be

Anger

It had been one month since Maeve died in front of Spencer. Everyone went to work the following week but Spencer hadn't returned. The first day you went to his apartment and he cried into your chest until he fell asleep. The second day you knocked but he wouldn't answer. You decided to let him take his time. Everyday you just saw an empty desk in front of you. Everyone had gone to see him including yourself but he would never open the door. All the gift baskets Penelope made were always sitting outside his door. Today you decided it was about time you checked up on him. He couldn't hide in his apartment forever

After  you finished up you paper work you decided to drive to Spencer's apartment. You went up the stairs and reached his door knocking twice.

"Hey Spence it's y/n" you said loud enough for him to hear you.

"Spencer I can't imagine what you are going through but I can't just leave you in this apartment alone another day" you knocked again

"I also want to know if your alive"

you sighed in defeat but you couldn't just walk away

"Spencer I'm coming inside because I want you to know that I am here for you and to make sure you are still breathing" you said bending down the pick up the spare key under the mat

You unlocked the door walked in and then shut it behind you. You looked around and saw it was a mess. There were books everywhere. Most of them shredded and had pages ripped out scattered across the floor. When you looked over to the kitchen there was a bunch of take out food containers and dirty dishes in the sink. You kept walking and noticed empty vodka and whiskey bottles sitting on the coffee table. 

"Spencer?" you moved towards his bedroom

There were clothes everywhere and the bed wasn't made. There  were files scattered around the bed . You picked one up and read 'Maeve Donovan'

"Y/n what are you doing here" Spencer came out the bathroom 

"I came here to check on you to see if you were getting better" you said gulping down 

He didn't look like the Spencer you knew. He looked broken. His face looked exhausted and had stubble. His eyes were red and puffy. His hair was all over the place and his clothes had stains on them. He was even wearing matching socks. He saw the file in your hand and quickly walked over to you snatching it

"Does it look like I am doing better. Who the hell do you think you are walking in here and touching everything" he was immediately angry

You were shocked because you had never seen him act like this

"I just wanted to-" he cut you off grabbing your shoulders

You flinched because you didn't know the man who was touching you. This wasn't Spencer

"Wanted to what ...replace Maeve. Come in here and try to win me over" 

"what no I would nev-"

"Save it I don't want to hear your filthy voice" he grabbed your arm and pushed you towards the living room

"Ow Spencer quit it I am just here as a friend" you yanked yourself out of his tight grip

Your voiced stayed soft through his hurtful words

"Oh I am sure you are" he scoffed and made you face him. Inches away from his face

His eyes darkened and his expression was blank. As if all he was a shell with no soul behind it

"You know what y/n you are such a whore for getting in between my relationship"

A tear ran down your cheek