Ch. 9 - "It was the Lavender"

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"I don't get it," Ali asked, "why is it so important?"

"Ali, Ali, Ali. See, that's why we need to be good friends, so I can teach you everything I know."

Ali scoffed, "like what, I've snuck into parties on my own, I know how to flirt with guys and I can fake like I'm drinking, how is-"

Ali's older friend cut her off, "listen, sweetie, that's great, but if you truly want to fit in with us, you have to really become one of us, you listen to everything I say, and do what I tell you, that's how it was to be if you don't want to get caught."

"But, I have my own friends too, they-"

"When you're here, they don't matter!"

The sudden outburst made Ali cringe but she so badly wanted to know what it felt like to hang out with a bunch of college kids that she found herself agreeing, agreeing shamefully.

"Okay, then, good, I'm glad you understand, things could've gotten quite ugly."

"What do you mean?"

"That's nothing you need to be concerned with. Here, put this on, if you smell like a woman, men will treat you like a woman, not a girl, especially a freshman....in high school."

Ali was handed a small clear bottle of perfume.

"What scent is it?"

The older girl turned around, a smile that Ali found somewhat discomforting on her face, "it's lavender, my favorite."

Ali nodded, "thanks CeCe."

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"Tell us again how you know the exact person that helped kidnap and hold you captive?"

Ali clenched and unclenched her fists visibly atop the same table she sat at earlier.

"I told you 3 times, how many more before you remember?"

Detective Swan nodded in understanding. "I'm sorry Alison, but you do realize I got called her at 3 in the morning, and you drop this big of a news on us based on, on some stupid perfume?"

Ali squeezed her hands so tight her nails threatened to break the skin of her palms.

"Yes, no one else I know wears that and Emily even said that she-"

"Yes," Swan cut her off, "Emily, the girl who remembers literally nothing before the accident. I'm sorry but I don't think she's that reliable of a source."

"What? Are you serious, what kind of bullshit is that? Em wouldn't just make that up."

"I'm well aware, but we've checked the security footage and the sign-in, no CeCe Drake."

"Well look again, you guys don't understand how -A does all of this."

"I thought Drake was -A?"

Ali brushed her hands through her hair in frustration.

"No, I said CeCe was helping -A, she was the one tying me up again. I know it was her."

"Based on..." he trailed, mocking Ali.

"It was the lavender. It was that fucking smell okay?" Alison was close to shouting, "I was friends with CeCe for a long time, she helped me fit in, she taught me things and took me places."

"But?"

"But, I guess she got in trouble one night for bringing me with her, I got her kicked out of college and because of that, her parents also cut her off."

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