Devious Little Liar ↛ PLL [1]

~ twenty-two

( chapter twenty-two;
fArewells and bombshells )

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THE SOUND OF AN ALARM caused Madison to groan in response. It had gone off for the sixth time. She lazily opened one eye and hit her finger against her phone resting on the bedside table. She dug her face deep into the pillow, wanting to go back to sleep.

She knew she couldn't, and if she layed in bed a second longer she'd stay there for the next week. Madison flipped over and ran her hands over her face before opening her eyes and peeling back her duvet. She swung her legs and sat on the edge of the bed as she picked up her phone. There was a message from her mom:

To: YOU
From: MOM

Hi honey. I left for work early.
Your dad should be picking up his things
around the time you leave for school.
Have a good day. Love you.

Madison sighed before clicking the next message, from Hanna. The blonde told her that she was finally cast free and able to walk again. Madison quickly replied to both texts before putting her phone on the bed.

The brunette made for her wardrobe but instantly came to a halt when she noticed something hanging on her bedroom mirror. It was a jacket. The one she'd grabbed on her way out after her arguement with Jason, and then completely forgot about it due to her near death experience.

She quickly grew scared. How the hell did it get in her bedroom? Madison saw a small sticky note attached to the pocket and peeled it off:

Your reward for Noel's downfall.
Don't say I never give you anything.
Kisses,
- A

Madison began to breath heavily. How the hell did A know what she did to Noel? And why was A making out like she'd done it for them? And how did A get inside her bedroom while she was sleeping, and just to give her a jacket back?

This person is insanely psychotic, she thought. As she lifted the jacket from the mirror, she heard something move in the pocket. Her eyebrows furrowed as she dug her hand inside.

She pulled out a small memory stick, "What the hell."

Madison turned her head to look at the laptop sitting on her desk before she rushed towards it. She immediately placed the jacket beside the laptop as she opened the screen up.

She slid the memory stick into the slot and waited until a file popped up on her screen. Madison pondered for a moment, her finger hovering over the mouse pad. What if it was of the night Alison went missing? What if it showed her death?