Suddenly Dependant
Spencer Hastings had finally managed to open her front door, after numerous attempts at thrusting the key in and out of the lock. Even for a genius like...well, anyone in the Hastings family really, unlocking that door lately has always proved a task for Spencer. But, it wasn't as if anyone else in the household struggled with it, they opened it effortlessly every day.
It wasn't as if there was anything wrong with the lock, it was exactly the same as it was when they acquired the door. It was just like the key didn't fit right any more. A lot of aspects of Spencer's life felt like that lately, like trying to jam a puzzle piece in the wrong space. However, if there was one new addition to her life, that quite surprisingly really fit perfect, it was Toby.
Spencer's relationship with Toby Cavanaugh was one of the only things she was sure of these days, between 'A' being locked up in a mental asylum and slowly creeping back, she couldn't help but be paranoid. She let out a light laugh, shaking her head at how -she- of all people ended up with Toby. Spencer used to hate him with every inch of her heart, why wouldn't she? They thought he killed Ali.
Her thoughts wandered to 'A', who until recently she would of referred to as Mona, as she let herself in and made her way up the staircase. She barely used the banister, there was never the need to, she was never particularly strong, but she could carry herself. But, for the first time in years, she gripped onto the cold surface, feeling the sudden need to grip it for protection.
Spencer was never a weak girl, the only memory she had of someone calling her weak was in the 5th grade and she kicked the guy's ass. Just to prove her point, of course. But, at the moment, she at unease. It's understandable really, considering she spends most of her day being monitored by the alleged 'A', you can't help but be extra precautious.
After what seemed like a trip up Mount Everest, Spencer had made it up the staircase, she could tell that something wasn't quite right. For one, she never closed her bedroom door, sure she had a lot that she would prefer not getting rumaged through, but it would only make her look suspicious. But secondly, as soon as she cautiously made her way through the door, she could recognize something was out of place.
But what? Her room is always so organised, it surely can't be that hard to pick out? That's when Spencer finally understood, that was the point. As weak and confused as she was, the whole idea was to look in plain sight. Despite, her vision appearing more and more blurred, every time she blinked, she could just about make out a slip of white on her window sill.
She no longer cared about her lack strength and vision, she sprinted over to stand beside the window. A feeling over horror washed over her, the only character she could recognize on without strain was the signature red 'A'.
Spencer blinked in clear attempted to steady her eyesight, long enough to make else the rest of the note. She held it into the light, hoping it made a slight improvement. It did. Suddenly as she made out the words, she wished she didn't bother at all. She knew that she shouldn't be listening to 'A' but a sense of paranoia was controlling her body. Spencer, lent over the window, she wasn't prepared for what she saw.
Hanna and Toby, Toby and Hanna. Spencer, knew all too well, exactly what would be coming next. Her head was spinning, she was feeling more light-headed than ever. Spencer's legs were next to go, giving way, causing her to fall to the ground, with a triumphant phump. She was completely knocked out. Sometime during her fall, she had let go of the note.
"Tut tut Spencer, what would Mommy dearest say if she thought you were taking sleeping pills. By the way, check outside your window. You might want to see this...or not. -A."
'A' stepped out of Spencer's closet. Oh comon 'A' thought, Spencer had made it all too easy. It probably wasn't fair that 'A' drugged her with sleeping pills, but hey, 'A' doesn't care. 'A' had crossed that bounderies, a long time ago, way back when Mona was 'A'.
But Mona was too naïve, she fell for the Liars traps every time they set them for her to fall into. She got out by the skin of her teeth, most of the time. In the end though, poor old geeky Mona got caught, 'A' smirked at the thought. There was really only room for one 'A', in the end Mona was getting played at her own game.
It was fun playing her at her own game, after all she made the rules. 'A' found this all too amusing, picking up the note and switching it with another. Mommy Hastings wouldn't like this one, when she finally found Spencer. 'A' scattered the sleeping pills along where Spencer lay motionless. At least that was what 'A' thought. Spencer's hands, clasped around 'A's ankle.
Authors note: So let me know what you think, I know it's not too great, beginner writer. I did leave it on a cliff hanger, so if I get some reviews in, I'll definitely be writing more. So review if you want more, even if you think it's terrible, I want your criticism! -Enjoy