HELLO peoples. I just finished rewatching three seasons of PLL. Yah I know this is really sad. But anyways I got really bored(THANK YOU *cough"friends"*) so I decided to write a Pretty Little Liars one-shotin honor of the new book deadly .
So yah
Aria's pov.
My heart was pounding as I raced after her. Her hood slipped down and revealed a waterfall of blonde hair. Wait, blonde?
She turned around and Alison's perfect blue eyes stared at me in wonder. "You're dead," I stammered.
She smiled, her eyes glowing in the embers flying from trees all around us. "Being dead is overrated," she replied. And she turned and ran away from me.
I raced after her and heard her beautiful scream of terror. I watched in awe as a huge oak crashed down on top of her. The fire pulsing around me had no effect on jump starting my brain, all I could think of was Alison dying. Of all the people who were accused of killing her, Ian, Wilden, even Jenna. Yet here she was. And she wasn't dead. They had gotten it wrong, everyone had, she was alive but that would change soon enough if I didn't save her. And just like that reality hit me.
"Aria, please, please save me," she was gasping for breath now and I just stood there not knowing what to do.
But I rushed towards her and tried to push the tree of her legs. Its bark was scratching me and I had no idea what to do.
"Alison's" pov.
There was a dull throbbing in my head. I'd always imagined that I would be the one standing above Aria while she begged me for mercy. But of course in my life anything could happen so here I was with an oak tree resting on my hips in the middle of a burning fores and it was my life that rested in Aria's manicured hands.
She should have left me here to die. She would have if she knew I was A but instead Aria thought that I was actually Courtney or the "Ali" that she knew.
And then the stubborn trunk moved. She had pushed it of me. And my heart raced, I was never weak. Not when I was swallowing so many pills that my body(or my brain) didn't need, not when I pushed my sister into the hole, not even when my parents left when they chose her over me. No, but now I felt like I was going to weep like a baby. It wasn't because I had almost died, no, the fact that I couldn't save myself and I had let one of the witches save me was why tears were streaming down my beautiful cheeks.
Aria gave me the most sympathetic look she could while we were still in a burning forest. And that of course is when reality decides to slap me in the face. We were still in a damn forest that was on fire and she was just staring at me like a puppy. The fact that she looked at me like that, that she loved my sister that much made me feel in total control. Easy to manipulate, good to know.
I stood up and brushed off my dark denim jeans, smiled at her. And beckoned her with my fingers to follow me. I turned and ran straight into the flames.
Aria's pov.
When Ali turned and darted back into the flames I thought What the hell I just saved your damn life and now you decide to commit suicide?
My brain obviously was experiencing lack of oxygen because I dashed into the flames following the streak of blonde weaving through the trees.
And then I saw them. My friend's shocked faces staring at Alison. I collapsed staring up at their shocked faces and watched Alison run away from us. Disappearing from my sight right before I blacked out.
Did you like it? REVIEW or flame me(I don't wake up everyday trying to impress you). I know it was short but I wrote this in like 15 minutes. That's pretty good seeing how lazy I am but oh well check out my other stories if you want. Thanks for reading