Chapter Nine 8D

Chapter Nine

I opened my eyes and looked around the bedroom. I could feel someone watching me. Sitting up, I looked at the phone. It had been hung up already. I suddenly noticed a figure hiding in the shadows. I stood up and walked over to it. It was Spencer. I stepped back as he stepped forward. He looked over to the phone.

“Your mom…” He said quietly. I shook my head.

“I had to tell her. It was for the best.” I said calmly. He shook his head and sat down.

“I... never got to say goodbye to my mom…” He said gently. I stared at him shocked as I sat down as well. I had never heard Spencer say anything but a single word before, but now he was talking in full sentences. He pushed some of his hair back and continued.

“Maybe if I had said goodbye, then she wouldn’t have mourned so much… It’s just that… I didn’t want her to worry at all. I talked to Brendon… He told me that you listen to people and make them feel at ease. He told me that I should talk to you. I guess he has a point though. None of us have been able to make Brendon let go of his previous life, you know.” Spencer explained. He looked at the door suddenly.

“Do you want some tea?” He asked. I nodded.

“If you’re making some then I guess I’ll have some as well, please.” I said. Spencer nodded and walked out. A few moments later he was back with a tea pot and two tea cups and saucers. He sat everything down and poured the dark tea into the cup. He placed some sugar in and passed me a small container of milk in the shape of a cat. I poured the milk silently and stirred it into the rest of my drink. I took a small sip, then placed the cup back down. Spencer also took a sip then looked into my eyes. He closed his eyes in thought then opened them again.

“I always believed that tea made everything better.” He explained. I nodded as I saw his eyes relax. He wasn’t smiling but for some reason it seemed as though he were happy. He leaned back and looked up at the ceiling.

“If I’m making you uncomfortable, you can say so, miss Vandenberg.” He said softly. I shook my head.

“No it’s okay. I’m just surprised that your talking to me all of a sudden.” I said, looking at my feet. Spencer shook his head.

“I wasn’t just not talking to you. I haven’t spoken to anyone since 1997. I just didn’t feel like dragging anyone down into my world. It was comforting until you came and I realized that as you were having so much fun with us, while this was happening, you went through near death experiences. The only reason you survived was because of what you are. And we were there for you. It made me realize that I need someone to talk to so that if something happens to me, I know that I will be missed or I will be taken care of properly. I think that the fact I never talked was the reason John was so willing to let me in. If you have someone who never talks, you have someone who never goes against you. Not talking is a sign of weakness and John took advantage of that. And I took everything he threw at me because I didn’t want to be alone. But then.. You stood up to him. You stood up to him for Brendon. And through that I saw how alone I actually was and how much I longed for someone that would do that for me. So I’m going to tell you my story. I don’t expect you to be my friend after I tell you this, I just want to get it off of my chest so that I can live again.” He stated. I looked at him in thought for a moment then nodded.

“Okay then Spencer, lets hear your story.” I said calmly, smiling at him.