𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵

                                    

                                          

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
SOMETIMES I WONDER HOW THE GIRLS AND I GET OURSELVES IN THESE SITUATIONS. Long story short, while we were working on the play Mr. Fitz was putting on (might I add, that was a shit show in itself), we found one of Ian's sports trophies with blood on it. We thought it could have been the murder weapon. Instead of keeping this to ourselves, we decided to turn it over to the police. You'd think that was the right thing to do but in our case, no. 
The blood on the trophy was rat blood. Not human blood. So now, it looks like we planted the blood on the trophy to turn it in and incriminate Ian. All of us had to go to the precinct and answer questions without giving too much away. By too much, I mean A. We have to answer these questions with our parents in the room. Luckily, it was Ella. She won't ask too many questions. 
We decided to tell them about the video A sent us of Ali and Ian.  
"How did you get the video?" 
I sighed. "The video was sent to us by an anonymous source. If I could guess, it was the same person who sent it to you. The video was loaded on Spencer's laptop and this time we could see who Alison was talking to. It was Ian Thomas, which we were utterly surprised to see." I paused. "He told her to come closer, and she did." 
"Did you know Ian and Alison were close?" 
I shook my head. "We had no idea. Come to find out, they spent that weekend together. Spencer called Hilton Head and found out Ian was there with Alison. He lied to us all." 
"This is what I don't understand. Ian was a star athlete, right? Popular guy, dating a beautiful woman. Do you really think he would risk all that to be with Alison?" 
I shrugged. "I don't know what he's truly capable of." 
"Were there other younger girls he was interested in? I mean, Alison was pretty young." He asked me. I want nothing more to expose Ian for everything he did but I can't without making it worse for myself. 
"No one but Alison." I decided to reply. 
After I was done being questioned, we all waited for everyone else to be finished. Spencer was the last to be questioned. The parents went over to Veronica while the girls and I huddled with each other. 
"Whoever said the truth will set you free never met A." Aria muttered. 
"Jesus. It's from the bible. Jesus said it." Emily told us. Well, Jesus is a liar. 
"Well, then Aria's right. Because that bitch is going straight to hell." Hanna spoke. I mean, it has to be A who planted that trophy. 
"I wasn't completely honest in there. I mean with my mom there and the whole Wren thing, I couldn't bring myself to say I hooked up with Ian, too." Spencer let out. 
"That has nothing to do with this." Aria assured. 
"I lied about it, too. About what he did to me, but I couldn't say anything about it because of Jason. Not with Ella in the room." I told her. Spencer nodded understandingly.