One Of Us Is Back

Meeting with Phoebe

Knox

I can't stop thinking my kiss with Phoebe. I haven't told Maeve obviously but she senses it all. I mean, I can't stop looking at her and Maeve sees that. I don't know if she looks at me but, if she does, Maeve must notice.

But, she's coming over and going to be talking about the Jackson case. I don't know. I have complicated feelings about Emma. I though she liked me. How could she tell Jared Jackson, a random person on the internet, about, yeah. I just need to get over it. I want to load it all out to Maeve but she is currently, um, flirting with Luis. I am happy for her, and she is really happy and that's all that matters. 

Phoebe comes over just as I am getting my mind off the Jackson case. 

"Oh my god" she says

"Is Emma's lawyer nice?" I say 

"Yeah he is. But there is so much more to this. Where the hell is Maeve? Is she still flirting with Luis? Ugh, I'll grab her." she rushes over to the kitchen and grabs Maeve.

"Geez Phoebe what is it? Oh right you met Emma's lawyer today." 

"Yeah, I did. But that isn't the biggest part of it. Emma started the first part where they wanted to create the Truth or Dare game, but the bomb drop of this is that she didn't end it. Owen did." 

"WHAT!" me and Maeve screamed a little too loudly. 

"How?" Maeve whispers "and how do you know?"

"The text messages. Between me and Jared. Well, the messages between Jared and Emma, the ending did not sound like Emma at all. I mean, I shouldn't be telling you this, but I can't hold this in. I mean, my little brother is involved in all this."

"how did you know?"

"A message was sent with the word Bazaar, instead of bizarre. He said that to me for his spelling bee, and this was the question he said wrong."

"you don't know it's Owen. It could be anyone that spells bizarre like that"

"who else doesn't know how to spell bizarre?" Phoebe hissed

"okay, sure. we won't tell anyone. but if you do think it is him. you are in a whole new mess." 

"Thanks. I just need to have some time with myself. I can't even deal with this. I just-" I took her hand and she gave me a weak smile. 

"I know" in a reassuring tone, I hope that I gave Phoebe some hope as she walked out the doors. I kind of regret not pursing after her, but I stayed put.