| 𝘶𝘯𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 |
tackling an enemy is never easy.
especially when the enemy is faceless and nameless,
threatening to spill every secret the girls have ever had.
and as you know, secrets never stay hidden in rosewood.
[JASON DILAURENTIS x O...
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JASON IS SAFE.
At least for now. He made it to a friends house, far enough away from here.
My fingers are broken. There's nothing that can really be done about it other than tape and ice.
All of the girls and I went to The Brew after. Hanna ordered us coffee. I was dead silent.
I felt numb and angry.
"How are you holding up, Em?" Hanna first asked her. I didn't get the chance to thank Emily for everything tonight. This wasn't our plan.
"Don't think I'll be taking an elevator any time soon." She shrugged.
"How about you, Bella?" Aria asked. I just shrugged.
"I can't believe A would do this. All over a picture? She would kill someone over a picture." I asked, beside myself. Talking about it makes me so angry.
"Any word from Jason?" Spencer asked me.
"He's laying low at a friends house for now." I replied.
"How are your fingers?" Emily asked.
"Hurting." I let out.
"Okay, so now that the whole N.A.T. club is out of Rosewood, do you think that A will retire?" Hanna asked. Absolutely not.
"Or just have more time for us." Spencer replied.
"Way to think positive, Spence." Hanna spat.
"No, I'm with Spencer on this one. I doubt suddenly everything is gonna be lilacs and daffodils after A almost committed a felony." I exclaimed. "A almost killed Jason. I still don't know how he survived that."
"Okay guys, let's focus. CeCe lied about not knowing Wilden and then we found a picture of the both of them with Ali." Emily explained. CeCe is next on my hit list.
"Yeah and that picture is now gone. New rule, next time we see anything that might be important to us down the road, it goes in the phone." Aria said and we all nodded. Spencer's phone beeped.
"Okay, so is it possible that CeCe is, what are we calling her, red coat?" Hanna asked.
"I never saw a face." Emily replied.
"Yeah, me neither." Hanna added.
"Well, if CeCe was responsible for tonight, a picture of her and Wilden is gonna be the least of her worries." I muttered.
"What do you think, Spencer?" Aria asked.
"Hmm?"
"Blonde? Red coat? Captain of the A team?" I listed off.
"Maybe it's CeCe." Spencer said. No shit.
"Pay attention. We need this brain trust firing on all cylinders." Aria told her and she put her phone down face up. There was a text from Wren.
