"Then we tell the police what we left out when we thought Hanna was kidnapped. Alison was tortured by this freak. He deserved way worse." Emily replied. I huffed.
"I agree with you Emily, and it might not be first-degree murder but we still kind of broke a few laws." I told her. I am not going to raise my child in a prison cell.
"Yeah, not enough to play this game-" She started but I cut her off this time.
"I'm pregnant, Emily! I don't want to raise my child on a chain gang!" I exclaimed.
She was dead silent.
"Wait, what?" Hanna asked.
"Surprise!" I said and let out a sigh.
Emily was still silent.
"Look, I get it. I do, but after everything that's happened, we damn well know that if we do not play this game, A.D. is going to retaliate. And it's going to be much worse than what is in this game." I said softer.
Emily huffed. "Congratulations, Bella. But I'm done, I mean it." She spoke and walked out of the barn.
We all stared at the door.
"She doesn't get to just walk out like that. I may have been driving the car but we have to be in this together." Hanna let out.
"We are, Hanna. We are." Spencer assured her.
This is going to destroy us.
***
As soon as I made it home, I fell asleep next to Jason. The next day, him and I stayed lazy in bed until we couldn't anymore.
"Do you want a boy or a girl?" He asked me randomly.
I haven't really put much thought into it yet. I'm still surprised I'm pregnant. I've always pictured myself with a girl, though.
"I don't know. What about you?" I asked him.
"When I pictured us having kids, I always saw a little girl running around." He let out. I smiled.
"Girls can be mean." I said lowly.
"So can boys." He added.
I just nodded. I am just terrified this child will find out all of the horrible things I've done and hate me for it.
The conversation was cut short when Spencer called me freaking out.
"Bella, you're not going to believe this!" She yelled through the phone.
"What's going on?"
"I was at the station talking with Furey and Jenna waltzed in and claimed she only helped Noel because she thought he was going to kill her, too. And get this, Furey is buying it." She went on.
I sat up in bed right away. This cannot be happening.
"Are you fucking kidding me? She's trying to say she's a victim? Seriously?"
"Yup. She was trying to say that Charlotte had all this money for Jenna and she was going to fund another eye surgery."
"Unreal." I huffed. How is this happening?
"I'm going to rant to Aria but I just needed to tell you."
We hung up and I just sat there dumbfounded.
"Jenna playing the victim?" Jason questioned. I nodded.
"Like she always does."
***
With each task that is done on the game board, the person who did the task gets a puzzle piece. Emily ended up going to the barn to get information on a student who is on the way to becoming Alison 2.0. When she confronted the student, she got a puzzle piece to join the piece Spencer got first.
We were all in the barn watching Emily add the piece.
"Em, I don't get it. What did you have to do to get this piece?" Aria asked.
"Jenna reduced her to blackmailing a tenth grader." Alison replied.
"Well, you got off easy. Her and her goons tried to grind my hand into a moccasin." Hanna let out.
I was still looking closely at the puzzle. "Is it a map?"
"What?" Emily asked and looked closer to the board.
"Look, that dark area is shaped like Rosewood and then these three lines are the three roads that lead out of it. This one curves just like Route 37 and this long slanted one leads to the turnpike." I pointed out. It made sense.
"Why are we getting a map?" Aria asked.
"Seriously. It's like this game wants to help us escape." Alison muttered.
"No, but maybe it wants us to find something." Emily added.
"Or someone." Spencer said.
But, who?
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