Just Maybe

The master bedroom was cavernous and dark and filled with large dim shapes like sleeping elephants. Jenna walked in and immediately banged into a piece of heavy furniture.

Light was showing around the edges of double doors on the other side of the room. The doors were closed.

Jenna shut her eyes. Then, feeling exactly like a burglar, she slowly turned the handle of the closet door and slipped inside.

It was a walk-in close, very long but stuffy because of the clothes bristling from both sides. Jenna had a profound feeling of intrusion, of being an invader of privacy. She seemed to walk a long way in before something stopped her.

Eyes still shut; it seemed to make the absolute darkness more bearable – Jenna burrowed between something long sheathed in plastic and something heavy and velvety. With the clothes embracing her on either side, she leaned her head until her bare ear touched wood.

At first Jenna's heart seemed to drown out all sounds. But then, faint but clear; she heard two voices she recognised.

'… But only if you absolutely swear to me you didn't do it…'

'Oh, how many times? I've been telling you all week I didn't. I never said a word to her. I swear.'

The first voice, which sounded taut and a little un-balanced, was Alison's. The second was someone's Jenna couldn't quite figure out. Despite his brave words, he sounded scared. Jenna knew it was a he because he talked rough and deep.

'I want that bitch to pay, you hear me?' -Alison.

'And what do you expect me to do, huh?'

'Something! Just something!' Alison screamed.

'Then just tell me. What did she do to you?' the man's voice said calmly.

'Jenna made me hate her by just being her.' Alison remarked and Jenna could just imagine the smug look on her face. There must have been a deeper reason for her hate though. The man seemed to know it to.

'That's not a good enough reason.'

Back when Jenna could see, she remembered going to a party and running away after being embarrassed by some guys who thought it would be a great joke to lift up her skirt in front of everyone. She had found a room and heard Alison talking about her.

Alison had hated her right from the moment she lay eyes on her. Why though? Jenna hated Alison back to. She was a stuck up bitch who had made her blind. She was glad she was dead.

No one realised how Jenna must have felt. No one knew. She couldn't see anymore. Sight was always something she never really thought about until she lost it. She learnt then not to give up and make the most of things.

Toby. His name made her heart race. Why doesn't he like her? Was it because she was blind? She couldn't see him but that didn't mean she didn't want him. He liked Spencer. But yes, she was the pretty girl who could see and she was smart. But Jenna was smart to.

One day. She was going to prove it to him. Just maybe...

Thanks to Pretty-Little-Liar18 and Paranormalcy my betas for helping me with this! And giving ideas! Check out their stories! I love you guys! (=