A Is For Answers We Need: Pretty Little Liars

Thirteen

Spencer

Twenty four hours later...

No sign of anyone coming to help us.

It is Night.

We are still chained to this... this barn.

I feel like I'm going insane here...

The clown opens the barn door.

He turns on the light.

He has the shotgun in his hand.

"NO!... NO!... PLEASE NO!" I yell.

Hanna and Emily are terrified to.

He taps his chin looking at all of us. Deciding which to shoot first.

He points towards...

Emily...

He goes over to her.

Unlocks her chain.

Lifts her up.

"NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!" Emily yells.

Oh Jesus.

He aims the gun.

And Emily's jaw is no longer...

So is her life...

Me and Hanna saw it with our own eyes.

Emily is really dead...

The clown puts on a mask of a clown smile face on her. The one he's wearing from his pocket.

He chooses between me and Hanna which one goes next...

We hear sirens outside.

"SPENCER!!!"

"HANNA!!!"

It was Toby,  and Lucas's voice.

The clown like magic and the speed of light, shoves something in our mouths making it look like our jaw was shot off. And put a mask over it. He made us close our eyes or he said he would really shoot us.

We followed his instructions.

He was gone like the speed of light.

Me and Hanna were good at not blinking for long periods of time. Considering when we were kids we would have staring contests. Every. Day.

We kept our eyes open making it look like we were all dead.

But only one really was...

I see Toby, and Lucas rush in.

"Oh my god... NO!" Both of them yell.

Toby comes near me.

I can't make him think I'm dead.

"Toby..." I say though the fake gear in my mouth.

He rips off the mask.

I take out the gear.

I hug him.

And cry.

Hanna

I do what Spencer did took out the gear when Lucas ripped off the mask.

I hug him and cry.

"Oh my god, Hanna... I'm so glad your safe..." Lucas says.

He rubs my back to try to get me to calm down.

"Lucas... Thank you for saving me... I love you..." I say again. But in person.

"I love you too Hanna..." He replies.

Spencer

"Toby... Please... Whatever you do... Never ever, Let me down... ever... Twisty... he killed Emily!... He was about to kill me..." I say though tears.

"I won't I promise! I swear upon my own grave." He promises.

Two hours later

Toby

Spencer's bed is back in her room.

She is sleeping peacefully in her bed.

She asked me to stay with her to make sure that Twisty bitch doesn't come again.

I hear pounding on her window.

I look up.

It's Twisty.

Again?

Really?

I get up from the bed.

Open the window. I shake him off the window because he was sticking on there.

He fell off and got stuck into a tree.

I sat on Spencer's bed again. I held her hand.

I think even if I'm with Yvonne...

I think my whole life from high school to now I've always wanted to be with her....

I got sent a picture.

It's from Uber A

"Coincidence Or Not, Twisty is still out there listening with the thought device, he told me you still love Spencer, So, I told Yvonne you wanted to split up. I told her I was a friend, she understands. She left the ring on the table and she's flying out of the country tomorrow back to her home city. You should be glad. -Uber A

Well, I'm glad Yvonne is so understanding.

And... Now I can say what I've wanted to say to Spencer...

"I love you Spencer..." I whisper.

I kiss her.

Which is something I thought I wouldn't be doing ever again.

I'm getting tired.

I can't stay here that will confuse Spencer's parents and Melissa.

So instead.

I carry her to my place.