Secrets (Pretty Little Liars fan fic!!!!)

Chapter 22__For Whom the Bell Tolls

That same night, in my bedroom, we were still watching the videos from the flash drive we had found on my laptop.

"Is that Jenna?" Hanna asked.

"Who's she talking to?" Aria asked.

We saw Jenna turn around to face Toby in the video.

"Toby," Spencer answered.

"It's not right," Toby told her.

"There's nothing wrong about us, Toby," Jenna told him. "We're not really related. Be so easy for me to convince your daddy and my mommy that you've been forcing yourself on me." She took off his shirt. "You have no idea who you're dealing with. 

Spencer had to look away. "Turn it off."

I closed my laptop.

"Do you realize what these videos are?" Aria asked. "They're of us... Ali, Jenna. We're young girls in our bedrooms changing clothes. We're naked."

"Exposed," Spencer told us. 

"Do you think someone was watching us and getting off on it?" Hanna asked.

"Well, we all know who had a thing for younger girls," I told them.

"I feel sick," Emily told us.

"In some of these, we were just kids," Hanna told us.

"Ian's been watching us for years," Aria told us.

"And he killed Alison to make sure nobody found out," I told them.

"I wish Ali would've told us about these videos," Emily told us.

"You guys, it's not too late to help her," Spencer told us, taking the flash drive out of the computer. "We can use this to prove that Ian killed Alison."

"How are we gonna do that?" Emily asked.

"We start by finding out what Jenna knows," Spencer answered. 

"Are you on something?" I asked.

"Jenna's at the top of our A-list," Hanna told us.

"Look, I get it, okay?" Spencer asked. "But she knows that these videos existed. She was looking for them. That's why she hired Caleb to find that key."

"Spence, how are we ever supposed to believe anything that bitch says?" Hanna asked.

"If that bitch is A, this could be a trap," Emily told us.

"You guys, Ian was watching all of us," Aria told us. "For all we know, he still is." I stood, walking toward the window, looking outside, but saw something. "Spencer's right. We have to try."

I turned to face them. "We've been afraid of her since the Jenna thing, and now we finally have something that she wants. Alison gave it to us." 

We looked at each other, sighing.

~

The next morning, at home, I walked into the kitchen to see Mom.

Mom was pouring coffee. "Coffee's fresh."

"No, thanks," I told her. "Just came down to get supplies."

"Supplies?" Mom repeated.

I sighed. "Yep. I'm spending the rest of my life in bed."

Mom chuckled. "Oh, yeah. I tried that... after your father left, after what happened to you. But then I knew that you needed me, and you convinced me I was pretty and smart. I'm sorry you're hurting, Dakota. But you're gonna go take a shower, put on a beautiful dress, and know that I'm making you go to work and school because I love you." She set out a cup of coffee on the counter for me. "Here." I sat down at the counter. Mom walked around it to sit next to me, rubbing a hand over my back. "What did the letter say?"