Fan Fiction
This story has been set to a rating of . Age verification is required to proceed.
Running From The Darkness – (Chapter: 6 Hope)
He was suppose to be back late tonight, so Nancy and I had time to get the house up to his standards which where unreasonable at best.
I look back at Ash with fear and sadness firmly placed in my eyes. "I have to go." I said defeated.
"Don’t" She grabbed my arm pulling me back into the car. "I’m not sure what exactly is going on in there Spence, but I’m pretty sure it’s not good. I’m worried about you. Please don’t go. Stay with me. We’ll run away together. It’ll be great." She pleaded with me.
"I can’t. He’ll find me, and I can’t risk something happening to you if he does. You’re my only friend. I need you." I placed my hand over her’s and looked thoughtfully into her eyes. Our eyes fused together. The whiskey brown of hers and the ocean blue of mind. We where bound together for all eternity.
"I need you too" Comes from her whispered lips. Shocking me, she places a lingering kiss to my forehead.
Sighing and squeezing her hand, I leave the safety of her car. Slowly walking to my nightmare that I can never wake up from.
Standing in the stoop of the door, I examine the it closely for the first time. It’s been repainted several times over the years. The previous color not completely covering the others from before.
The door opening breaks me away from my staring contest with the door. "Spencer! There you are darling." He sounds chipper; we must have company. He only moves enough, so I have to brush up against him to pass. Instead of doing so, I stand fast not wanting to touch him.
Anger flashes across his eyes, and he takes hold of my upper arm pulling me inside. Sitting at the table is another man who I have never seen before. He has a friendly smile but if they’re friends, he can’t be trusted.
"This is Spencer. My daughter." He places his pain inflicting hands on top of my shoulders. Fighting back the tremors that my body is accustom to under his touch, is proving to be a challenge in itself. "Spencer, This is Rev. Reed. He has asked if I would like to be the associate pastor at his church starting next week." The sickening smile that I’m sure is on his face is enough to make me lunge for the bathroom.
Comments
Leave a Reply
You must be logged in to post a comment.


This has to be my new favorite story. Aside from The Ranch. lol Is Spencer even out to her parents? Has she known that she is gay? ‘Cause if she hasn’t come out then, him finding out might be a really really really really really really bad thing. PMASAP
The mother*******…Ok…We need….Scapel, Sledge Hammer, dibulators, hot wax, anal beads….that’s all for now, unil I think of more…PMS
I love this story ALOT :)
I’m sick of this asshole! How much sooner till he gets what he’s asking for? I don’t understand why people beat their kids? Fookers! I like this story eventhough it pisses me off that spencer gets beat. Anyways pms! =)
Okay I’m ready for that bastard to die now. This story is intense. Hopefully Ashley can help Spencer get out of this hell. Great update. PASAP!!!
ugh i hate this guy he needs to go on a trip and just never come back and leave spencer and nancey along pmssssss
man…thats just wrong on so many levels… great story though I really cant wait to see what happens to him.