Pretty Little Liars: 16 & Pregnant (Sequel)

I'll Make a Liar Out of You

Later That Day
Aria's Pov

"Mommy we need snacks," Stella sighs, walking into the living room "I can't find anything to eat."

"I know, we have to go grocery shopping today." I reply.

"Can I come?" She asks, sitting down on the couch beside me.

"I don't see why not." I shrug.

"Can we get a treat?" Stella continues.

"We'll see." I smile, thinking about how much I could go for a donut right now.

"When are we gonna leave?" My curious eight-year-old asks.

"We could probably get going soon." I tell her "Go ask your sister if she wants to come."

"Okay!" Stella exclaims, running upstairs.

Stella's Pov

I run up the stairs and down the hall to Piper's room, pausing for a second before pushing the door open.

"Stella get out!" She gasps immediately, quickly rolling over in bed so her back is toward me.

"Are you sleeping?" I question.

"No," Piper sniffles "Just please get out."

"Why?" I ask, walking over to her bed "What's wrong Piper?"

"Nothing." She mumbles, keeping her back to me.

"Yes there is," I continue "You seem like you're crying."

"I'm not." Piper says quietly "Can you go away?"

"No," I reply "Tell me what's wrong. I'll keep it a secret if you want."

"No you won't," She answers "Remember when I told you what I got Macyn for her birthday last year and made you promise not to tell her, but you did?"

"Yeah, but that was when I was seven." I frown "I'm eight now."

"Doesn't matter Stella." She sighs "And even if I did want to tell you, I still couldn't."

"Why not?" I ask.

"Because." Piper replies "I just can't."

"Well...want me to get Mommy or Daddy for you?" I offer.

"No!" She answers quickly "Don't get them."

"Okay." I say "Me and Mommy are going to the store, but I'll tell her you don't wanna come."

"Thanks." Piper sniffles.

"Want a hug?" I ask my big sister. She doesn't answer for a few seconds, and once she does she talks so quietly that I can barely hear her.

"I'm okay."

I frown even more "Well I can give you one once I'm back if you feel like it. I'll see if Mom will get you saltwater taffy at the store."

"Thanks Stell." Piper says.

At that, I leave the room, a bit sad that my sister is upset about something. I wish she would tell me, I know sometimes I can't keep secrets very well but this time I know I can.

Piper's Pov

As Stella leaves my room, I start to cry even harder. I want more than anything to be able to tell someone about the notes I've been getting, but now that the last one said they'd hurt Stella if I do, I have no choice but to keep it a secret.

I pull my knees up to my chest and cry more, thinking about something bad happening to my little sister. I don't want anything happening to Stella, although if these notes continue, I don't know how I'm supposed to keep it a secret anymore. It's already tearing me up inside.

I hear my Dad downstairs doing dishes, and my heart pangs when I think of how I can tell him anything. Anything except this.

I cry some more, pulling the blankets up to my ears. I don't know how long I lay like that, but it's long enough that I nearly fall asleep. The only reason that I don't is because I hear my bedroom door open.

"Hey Piper—" My Dad's voice says "Oh sorry, I didn't know you were taking a nap."

"I'm not." I reply, keeping my back toward him.

"Oh," He says "Are you feeling okay?"

"Uh huh." I lie.

"You sure about that Pipes?" My Dad questions "What's going on?"

"Um," I start "I feel sick." He walks over to me, sitting down on the edge of my bed.

"Like a cold or like a flu?" He asks.

"The flu." I add another lie on.

"Do you feel like you have a fever?" He continues "Here, face me so I can feel your forehead."

"I'm okay." I say, keeping my back to him.

"Piper I just want to make sure you don't have a fever." My Dad replies "All I want to do is feel your forehead."

"No." I tell him "I don't need you to."

"Piper," He says warningly "I know you're not feeling well but all I'm asking is to feel your forehead, that's it."

"No Dad!" I yell, bursting into tears. I stay curled into a ball, shaking uncontrollably. My Dad doesn't say anything, and instead pulls me into his arms and holds me tightly. Once I've calmed down a little, he begins talking again.

"What's going on?" He asks softly "You can tell me anything, you know that."

"No I can't." I answer "Not this."

"Why not? Is it something you want to tell Mom?"

"No," I say "I can't tell anyone."

"Well is it something that will go away on its own? Because I can understand then if you just want to keep it to yourself, but if it's something bigger, then you can't expect to get past it on your own, it helps to talk about it. And I can tell that whatever's bugging you is really, really bugging you."

"Stop asking about it, because I can't tell you." I repeat. I hear my Dad let out a sigh, and tears spring to my eyes, because I can see how much he's trying to help me. I just wish I could let him.

"I don't know what to say," He starts "I know I can't make you tell me, but I really hope you know that you can come to me with anything, and I mean that. You hear me Piper Grace?" My parents usually only use my middle name if I'm in trouble, so it's weird to hear my Dad say it in the way he just did. Almost as if he wants to make sure that I'm fully listening and understanding what he's saying, and I do, it's just this one thing I can't tell him. I don't know if this V person is serious, but I'm not risking my little sisters safety to find out.

"It's nothing Dad," I tell him "And I know I can tell you anything, you and Mom."

"Okay," He frowns "I'm not sure if I fully believe that, but I'll let it go if you want me to."

"Thanks." I force a smile. My Dad just kisses the top of my head, before standing up and going to leave the room.

"Wanna come downstairs and play cards or something?" He asks.

"Um," I start "I think I just wanna read my book up here."

"Okay." He smiles "See you in a bit then."

At that, he leaves the room, just as the tears begin to well in my eyes again. I hated lying to him like that, because I know he really cares. I just can't risk something happening to Stella, and I'll do whatever it takes to make sure no harm comes her way. Even if that means lying right to my Dad's face, to someone that I could previously tell everything to. He's always been in my corner, but now, I have no one.