Too many lies-Pretty Little Liars fanfiction

Chapter 19

Hanna POV

My phone bleeped and the light of the screen illuminated my whole room. I groaned and rolled over, annoyed that whoever it was had woken me from my sleep. It bleeped again. "Eugh" I yelled as I reached over, ready to give a mouth full to whoever was messaging me at 1:30 in the morning. I had five messages and two missed calls from Spencer. They read:

SOS-spencer
Come now to my house I need you to see this-Spencer
COME ON GIRLS, it's about Ali and A-Spencer.

My heart immediately started racing and my hand shook as I put on my sweatpants and a coat. I snuck out and was at Spencer's as soon as I could be. I crept through her back door and the girls were sat looking half asleep downing coffee and forcing their eyes to stay open, except Spencer. She was practically buzzing, "Spencer how much coffee have you drank tonight?"

S:"a-a lot but thats not the problem here. I have a video from A but I haven't watched it yet, I couldn't without you guys with me"

We all looked at each other and I felt sick to my stomach. We gathered round Spencer's computer and waited for Spencer to press play. Her hands were shaking probably half because of coffee and half because of nerves. She hesitantly clicked the left curser and we all watched nervously. The video started with Alison sitting on the kissing rock, talking into the camera.

"Come on, we don't have much time. I have to be back before the girls wake up. I wish they were mature enough to understand but, there not." She paused and we all kept our eyes fixed on the screen.
"I know you wanna kiss me. Come on, come closer" she said reaching for the camera. Who on earth were we going to see now? Whoever this is, they were with Alison the night she was killed. Maybe they killed her. As Alison grabbed the camera and slowly turned it round, a familiar face was revealed.

"IAN" we all gasped at the exact same time. He smirked as he leaned closer to the camera;then it fell to the ground. It landed on its side and all we could see was the dirt on the floor. We heard a groaning sound, as if someone was struggling and then a loud thump on the floor. All we could see now was Alison's hand. It didn't move. Nothing did. For a few seconds everything was still. Until her hand grasped at the soil beneath it, as if she was trying to find a weapon or something to save her. The video ended and a message flashed up on the screen,

Don't say I never gave you anything-A

"oh my god oh my god oh my god" Emily said as she paced round Spencer's living room holding her head in her hands. We were all as shocked as each other, and all felt sick.

A:"you guys, did Ian kill Alison?"

S:"I don't know, but it doesn't look good"

"Maybe Alison was grabbing the dirt because she was...well you know"

S:"Hanna, I don't think so. More like grabbing for a weapon to save herself"

A:"let's just watch it again and see what they're saying"

E:"no I can't watch that again, not tonight at least"

"Emily's right, let's turn it off and talk about it in the morning"

S:"you guys, will you stay with me tonight? I don't feel like being alone after that"

We all agreed to stay over at Spencer's as none of us wanted to be alone after what we just saw. Did we just see Alison get killed?

We all went to sleep feeling sick and on edge. It was the worst night sleep I'd ever had. All I could think about was what happened to her.

I woke up the next morning to the whisper of Spencer's voice in my ear. I groaned and she told me that I had to wake up. So that's what I did. I woke up and made my way downstairs. I poured myself some coffee and we sat and talked about the video A 'kindly' sent us. We tried to come up with some sort of logical answer but nothing fit. We couldn't figure this out, not yet anyways.

Our heated conversation came to an abrupt halt as Melissa walked through the back door. She was all dressed up, and clearly over Wren. "Morning girls" she said cheerfully which we all found weird. "Good morning" we replied whilst looking at each other confused, behind her back. "You look great" I said, trying to be nice and lighten the mood. "Thank you Hanna" she replied with a smile.

S:"where are you off to?"

M:"if you must know I'm going to get coffee with Ian"

S:"WHAT?"

M:"why is that such a big deal spencer? God."

S:"oh it's not sorry...have fun"

She rolled her eyes as she walked out the back door. "Oh my god" Spencer whispered whilst double checking she was gone. Melissa and Ian, Alison's possible killer were getting coffee.

S:"guys what do I do?"

E:"Spencer, you do nothing. Not yet anyways. Ian doesn't know we know he was with Alison that night. We can use that to find out things"

A:"Emily's right Spence"

Spencer accepted that she couldn't do anything about the situation and for the rest of that Saturday morning we sat and racked our brains about everything Alison had ever told us. Every secret, every lie and every boy she'd ever dated. But none of us had ever heard her say anything about Ian Thomas. We were pretty bummed about this because if Alison wanted us to know anything, we would know, and we didn't know a thing.