The loud click of the door woke Spencer up, she must have dozed off while waiting for Ashley to come back. “Where have you been Ash?”

“It’s not Ashley, it’s me…Aiden.” Spencer immediately felt her body tense up as she watched Aiden stop at the foot of her bed. His eyes looked sad, but dark.

“I’m sorry this had happened Spencer, I didn’t know he was going to do that to you.”

“Well there’s nothing that can be done now,” she muttered, diverting her eyes from his hurt puppy-dog ones.

“Spencer, I came by to-“
“We’re over Aiden.” This shut him up, Aiden looked down to the ground. “Yeah, I figured,” he said sadly. Spencer felt the pang of guilt flood her body; but it was quickly covered by a wave of relief, or maybe that was the morphine drip?

“I just feel so much for Ashley, and-.”

“Listen, I get it Spencer. I saw it coming; you don’t have to rub my face in it,” his voice escalating. Aiden was quickly in her face now, “Troy was right, you are just a whore.” Spencer felt the same fear that she felt with Troy, and she quickly reached for the call button. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to do anything, in fact you won’t have to hear from me again, but I came here for a reason,” he spat in her face. “You better not tell the police who did it, Troy already has a record and he will go to prison for a long time if he’s convicted again.”

Even though she was much weaker than Aiden at the moment, Spencer mustered up some courage and looked him squarely in the eye. “What’s going to stop me.” Aiden’s eyes softened, but hardened again once he relayed his message, “he would make sure you are dead before he goes to jail.”

As almost as if regretting what he said, Aiden spun around and quickly left without another word. Spencer fumed, how he dare say that. She knew Troy’s capabilities though, fear immediately took over. She heard a slight knock and then the knob turning, in walked a smiling Ashley with a bottle of water. The words came out of Spencer’s mouth without hesitation, “yes I will move in with you.”