Chapter Three:

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Alison's POV

"we did it, babe!" he says and presses his lips to their interlocked hands.

the smile at each other and kiss.

i hate them so much.

"What are you doing?" she says harshly.

"ripping apart the seam of your expensive pillows." i say glaring at her.

"well, dont." he says. 

"do you know how easily i could rat you two out?" i hiss.

"and you wont, because you know the concequences." she laughs.

"i know you wouldnt. its an empty threat." i say.

"nothing is empty, Alison." he says, "You have alot coming. and you deserve all of it." 

"so what if i just walked out and told the cops you're keeping me here."

"you're dead remember?" she says. 

"yes, and somehow only one person has recognized Vivian Darkbloom's face, and that was Spencer." i say rolling my eyes and flopping down on the couch. 

"get off." she says walking out of the room behind him. 

can you spell fuck my life?

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heyyy so who do think A(s) are??????????????????? pm me who you think it is and the first to get it right gets a dedication. :P

-All_Things_Ezria <3 xoxoxooxoxoxoxoxoxo

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