Hello, everyone.
This is a prompt from Movies And TV Shows AU.
Disclaimer: I do not own the TV show Pretty Little Liars or its characters.
Spencer roamed the narrow aisles between each bench, searching for Melissa's cell phone. She began to kneel down, but she immediately leaped back up, her heart racing, when the double doors slammed shut, but there was no one there.
Must've been the wind, she thought. At least she hoped it was the wind.
Spencer took a deep breath before kneeling down on the floor to look under the bench for Melissa's phone but came up empty. Spencer sighed and straightened back up, but when she turned, she came face to face with one of her worst enemies.
Ian.
"Lose something?" he asked, raising his eyebrows, mockingly.
Spencer swallowed. "Melissa left her phone here. We've been trying to call you."
Ian nodded. "You know, I got the strangest text message today. The number was blocked, but I could reply to it."
He typed something on his phone, and a whoosh sounded as the message was sent before several quiet chirps went off in Spencer's purse as the text message arrived on her phone.
"Asking for money," he said, mildly impressed. "That was clever. Are your friends waiting for me?"
Spencer gulped, anxiety coursing through her veins, the urge to run burning in every limb.
"There's been an accident," she said, hoping if Ian found out about Melissa, his concern for his wife would overpower his anger at Spencer, and he would leave her alone.
No such luck.
"I know," he said. "I got the messages. I was just waiting for you to leave the hospital."
Spencer inhaled, shakily, as he took a step towards her.
"Melissa would want me to take care of this. She'll understand," Ian whispered.
Spencer snatched the flash drive from the purse in her hands. "Is this why you hurt Alison?" she asked. "Because she found your home movies? Do you want some popcorn to go with that?" she mocked before throwing the flash drive over his shoulder.
While Ian ran to retrieve the flash drive, Spencer bolted out of the room and up the stairs, grabbing her phone before dropping her purse in order to run faster.
She hit Contacts and watched as two words appeared on the screen.
Calling Emily…
Spencer gasped as she came to a sudden stop and stated up at the gate blocking the way to the highest point in the church.
She glanced over the railing on either side of her, and upon finding no escape, she ran up the stairs and yanked on the gate. A metallic clang sounded as she pulled on it.
"Come on!" she yelled in panic before finally ripping it open.
Spencer screamed when she came face to face with Ian, who grabbed her and pushed her back.
Spencer dropped her phone and saw Calling Emily turn to a series of buttons, like mute, speaker, hold, etc. Emily had answered her call.
Spencer yelped as Ian struggled to hold her still.
"My mom knows I'm here! She knows I'm in the church!" Spencer yelled.
Ian smirked. "You picked the perfect place for your suicide."
Spencer yelped as she was thrown to the ground, and her head cracked, painfully, against the wooden floor. The world spun and tilted as she was yanked to her feet.
"You didn't mean to hurt Alison," Ian was saying. "You pushed her, and she fell."
He shoved her again, and she collided harshly with the wall.
"Is that what happened?" Spencer asked.
"She went to sleep, and she never woke up," Ian continued as though she hadn't spoken.
"Alison died of suffocation!" Spencer disagreed, struggling against him as he held her tight.
"The letter I wrote on your computer won't answer all the questions, but it'll answer enough," Ian murmured. "The guilt was just too much for you," he added, pushing her back against the railing.
"Please," Spencer mumbled. "If you love my sister, you will not do this."
Ian sighed. "I'm doing this because I love her."
The wooden railing splintered, and Spencer tumbled, catching Ian's arm right before she fell several stories to the hard ground below.
"Let go of me!" he yelled.
"Please!" Spencer begged, but it was already too late.
Aria, Hanna, Emily, Melissa… none of them miraculously appeared. No one came to her rescue.
Ian pried her hand off of his arm... and let go.
Spencer Hastings fell.
"Spencer!" Hanna screamed as they burst into the church.
The three friends sprinted through the church until they reached the stairway to the bell tower, and sobs sounded as they almost literally stumbled across the body of Spencer Hastings.
Her eyes were closed; her limbs were bent at odd angles. Worst of all, her chest didn't rise and fall.
She was dead. Just like Alison.
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