Title: The Snowball Effect.
Rating: Pg 13
Summary: Read the damn story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Panic! Yet....
Spencer looked at me.
“Spencer, Want to see that day through my eyes?” I asked harshly, not really asking.
“Spencer, I did like you like that,” I said, rubbing my face.
He’s eyes widened and his jaw dropped.
“Spencer, I lost my best friends, my only friends. That day was hell. I had no one. I was so confused, and I started cutting myself!” I exclaimed. I showed Spencer my scared wrists. “Spencer, I felt like shit. I felt worthless to everyone. When I disappeared, I was put away, Spencer. You ruined my life. Everything went downhill from there. Spencer, If you hadn’t done that, I wouldn’t be Ashlee Simpson’s lackey. You have no idea what you really did, It was a Snowball effect,” I said.
Spencer looked like he was on the verge of tears. “I’m……………So so sorry,” he whispered, shaking his head.
“Well, that isn’t going to fix my life Spencer,” I spat. “If you had just pulled you head out of your ass, You would have seen I liked you too,” I whispered. I was crying.
Tears were pouring down my face.
Spencer pulled his sleeve into his hand and wiped the tears from my eyes.
I pushed his arm away. “Spencer Smith, You’re a jackass and I hope you die a horrible painful death,” I hissed, slapping him across the face as hard as I could.
Spencer looked at me. His lip quivered.
Tears fell from his eyes. “I guess I deserve it,” he muttered.
I growled at him and walked out of the room quickly.
Ryan grabbed my arm as I tried to walk out of the flat. “What the hell?” he asked.
“Ask Spencer,” I spat, pulling away from him. I ran out of the flat and down the crowded streets of