The Reality of it All (Completed)

Devil Not A Devil?

The quote above is so me 👆😳⚓️ (pic)

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Paige's POV:

I stared at Megan as she rubbed her thighs. She was sitting in the living room of Jake's house.

"I know where Spencer is,"

The sentence was on repeat in my mind the whole ride to Jake's house. We didn't want Spencer's mom to hear, or she'd get upset, so we left her house.

Now, Megan is sitting in front of me seeming more different that usual. She's still in her slutty clothes, but she actually looks nervous for a change.

"Spill goldilocks," I spat. She looked up and nodded, as though to give in.

"Okay. So I was listening to your conversation and I know how to find Spencer," she confessed.

"What do you mean you were listening to the conversation?," Jake asked. Megan's eyes bulged and she looked down, tongue tied.

"YA know, that doesn't really matter right now...I just...I know how to find her,"she explained.

"But you said you knew where she was already," I told her.

"Yeah. I may have lied. Saying that was the only way to get your attention," she confessed. Jake stood up.

"What the hell?!"

"I still know how you can find her! My dad was a cop and he taught me how to trace people's numbers to their exact location,"

"And how do you know we have a number?" I asked again.

"I told you, I was listening to your conversation," she stated. Jake sighed and sat back down.

"Talk," he said firmly.

Megan pulled out a laptop from her bag and unlocked it.

"All I need is the number and we got Spencer," she said. She raised her eyebrows and looked at both of us.

"Number?"

I don't know if we should give it to her. She seems too willing to help, its scary. I feel as though she will stab us in the back. After all, isn't that's what the crazy jealous exgirlfriend does, right?

"Megan, I don't like you. I have to like you in order to trust you. Goes hand in hand, you see?" I said, folding my arms. She sighed.

"Look, im all you guys have. If you want to find Spencer, you might want to give me that number. Otherwise, she and that baby dies and its on your hands," she said warningly.

Little piece of crap.

Of course she pulled the guilt card on us. I rolled my eyes and sat back. Jake gave her the number and she entered it in. I walked over and sat down, watching the computer locate the area.

"There it is," Megan said, pointing at the red dot on the screen.

"Zoom in," I told her. The screen zoomed in, showing nearest stores, school, restaurants, etc.

"So that's about 20 minutes away from here," Jake said.

"Every restaurant seems to be there except some chinese food place," i murmured.

"There's one all the way down there," Jake pointed, " meaning they must have taken it from there on their trip to wherever,"

I nodded. I memorized the address in my head and stood from the couch.

"We need a plan," I said pacing. Jake nodded.

"Well first, I recommend wardrobe change. You're gonna get caught in blue," Megan said, eyeing me up and down. I rolled my eyes.