"I should go to him," I said to Richard.
"No Page, you do what you need to do. He needs time. You know Spencer did this to him, right?" He said.
"Yes Richard I know, but I also know that he was defending himself from Vincent. He is the one who came over here and started a fight."
"I understand that Page," Richard said.
"We both know Spencer is no match for Vincent," I said. I looked back in the living room and Spencer was sleeping on the couch. "Is he okay?" I asked.
"He is now, but he had lost a lot of blood and we didn't know if he was going to make it or not," Richard said. My heart hurt and I wanted to see him, but Richard was right. That would only make things worse right now. "I'm sorry Richard. I'm sorry all this bullshit is going on." I felt sad and I felt responsible. I had to make this right and I still had no idea of how I was going to do that. We said goodbye and I lost myself for a moment making food for Spencer. I walked back to the living room and set the food on the table. Spencer looked so peaceful resting and I hated to wake him up.
"Spencer, I need you to wake up. I have food for you." I said. He smiled as he opened his eyes at me.
"I love waking up to you."
"Okay, come on Mr. Chamer. Sit up and eat." He smiled and did his best to sit up. Things around here haven't really been going well. Spencer has been doing his best to try and help me figure this out, but I'm getting nowhere. The only thing I can figure out is Richard did this. I just don't get it. I've been moved in with Spencer now for almost a month and nothing new has come. I'm starting to lose hope. Spencer is a lot better and has been being a perfect gentleman with me. I talk to Richard on a daily. I have to so that I can keep the peace. Although I feel like I'm betraying someone in the long run. I'm trying to do this for everyone, but I feel like I'm failing.
Today, I'm having lunch with Richard. I need to talk to him anyways. I want to know how Vincent is doing no matter how selfish that is. I also want to know Richards story for that night. I got out of the shower and found Spencer sitting on my bed. "What are you doing?" I asked him.
"Just waiting for you."
"Yeah, why is that?" I asked him as I walked into my closet.
"I need to start going back into to work and get working on this case. I can't keep this on hold much longer Page. I need you to understand that." He said. I mean how can I argue with him. I've done what I can and all signs point to Richard. I don't know what else to do.
"You have to do what you have to do Spencer. I'm not going to stop you. He was your best friend and someone killed him. I don't know who that someone is, but it happened."
"After all of this you still think he is innocent don't you?" Spencer said.
"Yes Spencer, I do," I said. He just gave me a look and shook his head. "Listen to me, if it was the other way around I would be fighting for you too," I said to him.
"There's a big difference between me and the Bailey's, Page. I don't kill people, they do." He said. He was right about that, but they only kill the bad people. They don't just go around and kill innocent people and Josh was innocent. I just took a deep breath.
"Spencer your free to do what you need to do. I have to go to meet Richard for lunch today. I'll be home later." I said. Spencer nodded at me.
"I hope you don't hate me after I put his ass in prison for the rest of his life." He said. I stopped and looked at him.
"If he did it then I could never hate you, but I will prove to you that he didn't," I said. He got up and walked out of my room and I finished getting ready. I met Richard at a local dinner and he gave me a big hug.
"How are you doing princess?"
"Not so well,"
"You're not finding anything to clear my name are you?" He asked me.
"Richard, can you tell me about that night? Like where you were or what you were doing?" I asked him. He took a deep breath and looked at me.
"I'm not going to deny that I wasn't there that night. Vincent went there to have it out with Spencer and we got there in time to stop him. I need you to understand something about Vincent. My son has never loved anyone other than his family all his life. After Vickey died, a part of him died with her. He has never been able to forgive Spencer for that night. Even though Spencer is not the one to blame. I have never been able to make him understand that." He said. "Page, he is very much in love with you and he doesn't know how to deal with it."
"So then this is because of me," I said. Richard placed his hand on top of mine.
"You can't blame yourself for Vincent actions. Anyways when we got there Vincent was in the front yard with Josh, Spencer wasn't home that night. Vincent and Josh were yelling at each other, but we stopped it and left. When we left Josh was very much alive. Someone killed him right after we left and Spencer is the one who found him. The gun that was left had my prints on it, but it wasn't my gun. I would never do something as dumb as to leave my own gun behind." He said. "Page we believe someone on the outside is behind this, but we have no idea who and Spencer's surveillance was turned off that night." He said.
"I don't believe it was you. Nothing anyone can say will make me believe that. This is why I'm here. I'm afraid I'm going to lose my job in the process though."
"Page your heart is in the right place, but there really is nothing you can do about this. You should just go back to Texas and let us deal with it." He said. "Even if I go to jail over this my people will keep working on this until we figure it out. Your just wasting your time here." He said. I thought about it for a moment.
"If I can't do anything soon. I'll get out of everyone's way and head back to Texas. The last thing I want to do is cause anyone any problems." I said.
"Page, you don't cause problems." He said to me. I had to laugh.
"Please Richard, if I could just figure out my own issues. I could make everyone's lives better."
"Okay, then who do you love?" He flat out asked. I looked at the table and then back to him.
"I love them both. I think my problem is I just don't know what one I love more. It's like a battle I have within myself. Vincent hasn't really done anything to me, but Spencer has left me twice now. He has broken my heart over and over, but I think I understand why he did, but every time we are apart things are bad and my heart stays with him. There are times when it comes to Vincent that I think I don't love him as much. Only because when we're apart I don't seem to think of him as much, but whenever we're near each other. We can't seem to keep our hands to ourselves. With Spencer, there is this longing that doesn't go away, but when we're near each other. We act like respectable adults. I've been with him now for a month and nothing has happened between us." I said. "Maybe I'm not meant to be with either of them," I said.
"And how is thinking like that working out for you?" He asked me.
"It's not," I said and we both kind of laughed. "I went to Texas hoping it would help me to clear my mind and figure things out. It was working, but something always gets in the way. Something always brings me back to them. It's very frustrating." I said smiling at him.
"Maybe because you truly belong to one of them. You know Page, I know that Spencer is a good man and something inside him died that day as well. He lost more then we did. Yes, I lost my daughter and Vincent lost his sister, but Spencer lost his best friend and his home away from home. On top of the person, he loved." He said. "These are the reasons why I had forgiven him so easily. My son just can't seem to see this. He believes in his heart that Spencer was in charge of keeping her safe and he failed to do that." He said. "I don't think he will ever get past that." He said.
"And that is something I will never try to get in between. That's for sure." I said. We both just smiled at each other.
"Well, Princess I hope you don't take to much more time trying to solve this for everyone."
"I can't answer that for you right now, but I promise I won't be in your way," I said. I got back to Spencer's and he wasn't home. It was starting to get pretty late and I just went ahead and started to make some dinner when I heard the front door open. Spencer came walking into the kitchen.
"Hey, it smells good in here." I heard him say. I turned and smiled at him.
"How was work?" I asked him.
"Busy." He said. He took a seat and just started to watch me.
"Stop staring it's creepy," I said.
"You know Josh was always on my ass about you." He said. I stopped and turned to look at him.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean he always told me to stop pushing you away. He always said you were meant for me and I needed to realize that." He said. "I use to get so angry at him." He said with a slight smile. "What happened?" He asked.
"With us?" I asked. He nodded his head at me.
"I really don't know. I just think the odds were always against us."
"And now?" He asked.
"Now? Well, I don't know. Because I don't know where I stand. I don't know what I want or how I really feel. I know that being with you is never stable. Because I don't know if you're going to run or not."
"Vincent is a completely different story. He has his own demons and I don't know how I would really fit in his life. His morals are different and his life is unstable." Spencer stood up and came close to me. He reached out and pushed some of my hair behind my ear.
"If you stay with me. I'll never leave you again. I'll devote my life to us. If you love me back I will protect you until I stop breathing." He said. I took a deep breath as his lips touched mine.