Devious Little Liar ↛ PLL [1]

~ three

( chapter three;  jennA's return )

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AFTER THE funeral, night soon fell and the five girls had gone to the Apple Rose Grille across the street. Madison took her straw between her lips and took a long sip of her Coca Cola, glancing to Aria when she spoke to all four girls, "Why was Jenna there?"

Spencer shrugged, stiring her drink with her straw, "I guess she's back."

Hanna frowned at what happened outside the church, "That cop acted like we were suspects or something."

"Do you think we looked guilty?" Emily questioned the girls.

Aria furrowed her brows, wondering what Emily meant by that, "Why would we? We haven't done anything wrong."

"Except lie about the Jenna thing." Hanna stated.

Madison's eyes shot towards her, "We promised we'd never bring up the Jenna thing again, remember? It never happened."

Aria's eyebrows remained in the same furrowed state as she stared at Madison, "Have you found a way to forget? I still wake up sometimes in the middle of the night."

Madison glared at her, "Aria, it was an accident."

Madison could feel the guiltness burning inside of her. Hanna pulled out a flask from her bag, pouring the alcohol contents into her drink. An old man across the room stared at her as she did so, knowing she looked underage. Hanna glanced up, seeing him staring.

"It's medicinal." She said loudly to him. The man continued to stare. Hanna's eyes widened as she continued, "Cramps!"

Emily let out a deep breath, "I don't get it. How does A know something about me that only Alison knew?"

"Ali knew all of our secrets, but... we never knew any of hers." Aria replied.

Madison looked down into her glass as she spoke, "I knew some."

"Go on." Spencer said.

Hanna leant forward on the table, "Talk."

Madison pushed her back against her chair, glancing at them all, "I can't."

Aria frowned, "Madi! No, you are not gonna drop a bomb like that and just clam up!"

"She'd kill me if I told you." Madison said, mentalling face-palming at what just fell from her mouth.

Hanna sardonically looked at her, "She's dead."