Title: Gone Too Far
Summary: After Toby walks away from her, instead of going home, Spencer follows a dark hooded figure into an alley, wanting to end the whole thing. But when A takes it too far, harms Spencer in disgusting ways, will the end be in sight? Will her friends, will Toby be able to help hold her together? Spobycentric story. May contain content triggering for some, read at own risk.

Author's note: This chapter contains scenes that may be triggering for some. Please read at own risk.

I wrote this up in about an hour this morning, the idea came to me last night. Please read and let me know what you think.

-Jen

Chapter One

In the moments after Toby walks away from her, she's angry. Some things never change, do they? That's what he's best at, walking away, running away. He couldn't just suddenly tell her that he can't be what he had been, could he? He can't just take away the open communication, can't take away all that they had. If he did, what would they be? Who would they be? Who would she be, if she didn't have him to fall back on?

Reaching up to her face, Spencer angrily wipes away the tears that had rolled down her cheeks, the tears that couldn't even make him stay. She knows that she should go back inside, they were there to support Ezra, and by relation, Aria. But the thought of going and pretending, smiling, talking...it was so unappealing. Letting out a sigh, Spencer rubs her eyes. As she puts her hands down, she sees movement in her peripheral vision and turns to see it.

Her heart goes still, blood goes cold. Standing at the corner of the building, about to go down the alley, is a figure dressed all in black. A black hoodie, drawn up around their face tells Spencer what she needs to know, but further, the person is standing there, looking at her, as though telling her they're waiting. It's A, one of Alison's minions. She stands there, staring back for a moment. She knows that it would be stupid to go after them alone, but at that moment all she can think about is ending this. Could it be this easy? End it all, and then she and Toby can be normal again. And so she goes, slow at first, but then the person darts down the alley, and she starts to run.

"Stop!" She shouts, knowing it's no use, her legs moving faster after them. In the alley, there's no sign of them, and Spencer moves slowly, looking for any sign of movement. Her heart was beating fast, but it stops once again when she feels a hand on her shoulder. For a moment she's frozen, before she slowly turns, face to face with the hooded black figure. A million things go through her mind, before she remembers she should grab the person, unhood them, finally get some answers. She moves to do just that, but A is ahead of her, a fist connecting hard with her face, knocking her to the ground amongst some bags of trash, probably remodeling stuff from Ezra's project. She'd put her hands out to catch herself, and she feels as something sharp pierces one hand, pain pushing through her body, but she doesn't let out a sound, doesn't try to look at it.

A is above her, and Spencer takes note, this is definitely a male figure. "What do you want?" She says, shaking her head. "I don't have anything."

Instead of leaving, though, the hooded black figure reaches into a pocket of the hoodie, and pulls out a knife, which he holds up, a silent warning. A lump in her throat, Spencer doesn't move, as she asses her chances. She could swing her leg out, kick him and try to run. But before she can even more, A has knelt to the ground. He's so close, she could just reach out, end this. Before she can do anything else though, A is reaching out with his knife. He doesn't cut her, but her dress, stabbing between her legs and dragging down.

"What are you doing?" She croaks, her stomach clenching as A keeps on. Spencer finally has a horrible thought of what he could be doing when he drags a finger down her now exposed leg, and it registers he'd taken the black leather gloves off. "Please," she finds herself saying, shaking her head, trying to back away, realizing that she's up against a wall. Cornered. "No," Spencer says, shaking her head, "Please, please just go!"

But he doesn't. She tries to fight, tries to run, but fails at every attempt, only resulting in the hooded man being angrier, rougher. At some point, Spencer stops trying to fight, because her body aches and she knows it'll just be worse. She makes herself shut down as the man violates her, as she feels the knife slide across her skin a few times. Spencer isn't sure how much time elapses from start to finish, but eventually he gets off of her, stands over her. He eventually moves away, and Spencer thinks maybe he's gone.

She sees a light appear near her head, and her eyes move towards it, it's her phone. It had fallen from her pocket when she fell. She can see it's a text message, from Toby.

I'm sorry. Can we please talk?

She shuts her eyes as the phone goes dark again, a few tears rolling down her face, and that's when the man appears above her again. He raises his hand back, and she wonders what he's doing, but then her head hurts, it hurts so badly, and it's easier to just give into the darkness, slip away.

A part of her hopes she won't wake up.

xXxXx

The following day was cold, a chill in the air that was colder than normal for March. Ezra hadn't wanted to deal with cleanup the night before, and so he'd come in early in the morning, needing to clean everything up so they could open on time. Aria had offered to come help, but he'd told her not to worry about it, to get some rest.

Armed with two bags of trash, he pushes through the back door, into the alley where the dumpster was. Lifting the bags up and over, he realizes there's still a bunch of bags on the ground, from the renovation. Sighing, he bends down, grabbing two of those and dumping them in the dumpster, going back for more, though he stops. Removing the bags had revealed legs.

"Oh my God," Ezra mutters, grabbing more, pushing the trash out of the way, only to stop in his tracks when he uncovers the person. "Spencer," He mutters, the vision of his former student, of his girlfriend's best friend making his blood go cold, his stomach churn. He sees a few people walking by, a few cars, as the town starts to wake up, and he tears his eyes from Spencer, shouting, running towards them because his phone was inside. "Someone help!" He shouts. "Someone call 911, someone's been attacked!"