The Truth

“Coffee?” I asked Spencer, we had left the bar after I found the girls and said goodbye before Spencer and I came back to my apartment. He was leaning against the counter in the kitchen waiting for me to speak.

“No thanks, I would like to know why you never me all of what happened” I turned around and looked at him and noticed the empty scotch bottle in his hands.

It was the same bottle my dad had given me after graduation, I couldn’t bring myself to throw out the empty bottle, it was like I was throwing out a memory of him so instead I rinsed the bottle out and kept it.

“What are you doing with that?”

“You actually drank it all?” Spencer questioned as I took the bottle from him

“You broke up with me Spencer” I noticed him let a sigh and knew he was getting frustrated with me

“I’ve already told you it’s a break, I don’t know how to be there for you while Nathan is harassing you but now knowing his in the city I don’t know if it’s a good idea”

“No! You can’t come back and realise that my life has turned to shit since you broke up with me and the guilt is the reason you want to get back together” I yelled at him before turning and heading towards the living room and laying down on the couch.

“Dri you were never exactly forth coming about the whole Nathan thing, I tried to ask questions but you wouldn’t open up so when you heard from him I thought it would be better if I didn’t get in the way. You were constantly worried he was going to turn up and I hated seeing you like that but you wouldn’t talk to me, you would just say something about Emery and Sutton before getting up and walking out of the room and now I find out he raped you. Why the hell didn’t you tell me?”

“What I’m just meant to turn around and say hey you know that guy my mother and I fight about, you know the one that was my boyfriend at one stage and when I broke up with him he became obsessive and stalkerish well he also raped me well actually I don’t know since I can’t remember that night from being so drunk but it’s what Emery and Sutton say since they were the ones that found me” once it was all out I closed my eyes and put my hands on my face to try and stop the tears from escaping

“Dri…”

“Don’t Spencer, I don’t want to hear it”

“If you had of told me…” at that I pulled my hands away and sat up to glare at him

“What you wouldn’t have broken up with me? Just great to know you only care enough to make sure that prick doesn’t hurt me again, oh wait you don’t care at all otherwise you wouldn’t have broken up with me!” I yelled at him and all the anger that was on his face after hearing about the rape was gone, he was softer and I didn’t know what to expect.

We were both silent staring at each other, I didn’t know what to say and I was sick of him telling me it wasn’t break up just a break because I know it means the same thing.

It wasn’t until Spencer leaned forward and kissed me that I was shocked but I instantly fell into like nothing had ever happened between the two of us. I wrapped my arms around his neck and ran my hands through his hair while he gripped my waist and pulled me on to his lap.

His hand was tightly pressed against my back holding me against him while the other one was working on the zip of my dress before he slipped the straps of my shoulder. Once my dress had slipped off my shoulders Spencer begun trailing kisses down my neck and along my collar bone, I tilted my head as a quiet moan escaped my lips. I hadn’t realised how much I had missed Spencer’s touch until this moment and as much as I was mad that he had broken things off or the yelling that’s been done tonight, I didn’t want to stop.

Spencer had gripped my thighs and stood up before placing me back down on the couch and climbing on top of me and continued off where he was kissing me. He made his way down to my breasts and placed my nipple in his mouth while his hand begun working on the other.

I never knew how Spencer did it but he was the only one that could ever make me orgasm by just playing with my nipples and right now I was so close and he could tell because he pulled away and begun kissing my neck again and I let out a whimper from not being given my orgasm.

After my whimper Spencer gripped my thigh and wrapped it around his hip before trailing his fingers along the inside of my thigh stopped where my thong was and running along the edge of it causing me to squirm underneath him.

All of this pent up sexual frustration Spencer had just caused came out in a scream when he plunged his finger into me, the screams kept coming as he fingers stroked my g spot and his thumb rubbing my clit.

It wasn’t much longer when my toes begun curling and my back arched that I was finally given my orgasm but Spencer didn’t give me the chance to recover as he pulled his fingers out and pulled my thong down so he could push himself inside of me.

It wasn’t long until we both came and I would be lying if I said I wasn’t pleased to know that Spencer hadn’t been with anyone else, the longer he went without the sex the quicker he came when we finally did.

He had shifted both of us on the couch so he was able to lay beside me and he wrapped arm around my waist holding me close to him, we were both silent trying to catch our breaths.

I eventually rolled over and looked up at him, he had his eyes closed and I hoped he hadn’t fallen asleep. “Spence?” I spoke quietly and his eyes slowly opened, I had missed staring into his green eyes like this and being surround in the smell of his cologne and it took all the strength I could muster to say what I was planning on saying.

“Yes babe” my heart clenched at him calling me babe,

“This doesn’t fix everything, you still broke my heart. How do I know you aren’t going to do this again down the line?” his hand left my waist and he ended up rubbing his face with it.

“I know and I wasn’t planning on saying goodbye like, I was coming to tell you in a couple of days whether you would let me in or not”

“What do you mean a goodbye?” my eyes welled up and I was confused, after everything he’s said tonight I didn’t know what he meant by goodbye.

“The company is moving me to London…”