If I got locked away

8

Spencer stood in the shower, leaning her head against the tile. She watches the blood run down the drain, staining the tub red.
"Aria Aria Aria" She says, her voice low.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry"
She washes her face although it washes off the blood, it doesn't wash out the memory of Aria's picture and the note. She had killed Aria and somehow didn't remember it. She wraps a towel around her body and turns off the shower head. She pulls on the clothes that were neatly folded on her dresser. She takes a sip of the water and takes a bite of bread that was left for her. Suddenly, she felt sleepy and dizzy. Spencer crawled into the bed and wrapped the blanket over her body, drifting off into a deep sleep.