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Warning: It might just frustrate you.
"Don't touch me!"
Her voice echoed inside her head. She shot up and panted. That was the fifth time she dreamed about what happened. It seemed as though her consciousness was telling her something-one thing she knew she wouldn't want to know.
Spencer moved out of her messy bed, which hadn't really served its purporse for the past few days since nightmares were always there to keep her from sleeping. Part of her cried at the sight of Emily and Alison together. The shortlived reunion meant so much for Em that she basically killed Spencer with her looks. Her eyes pierced through her skin; her voice haunted her in sleep and wakeness.
But Emily didn't understand. She shouldn't have hurt Spencer again-specially not with Alison Dilorentis.
"No," She said to herself which came out more like a pleading. "N-not again... I don't-"
She buried her face at the palm of her hands. She stayed that way like how she always does. For a moment, she cried and sobbed so hard she couldn't breathe. After what seemed like forever, she stoppped-crying, moving, breathing-and then like a routine, it happened. She pinched the bridge of her nose to get rid of the last droplets of tears off her eyes. Her change of expression was so sudden, the atmosphere inside her room turned eery. Some may get confused at the sight of her disassociation; others might get goosebumps.
But there was no one else with her.
Or so she thought.
"Someone's gotta pay for your pain, my dear," Her voice was cold and wicked. Her eyes glimmered in darkness. There was something about Spencer, so dark and mysterious that it almost beat the pitch black night.
Beyond six foot, she stood. She grabbed a black coat above her closet; a pair of black gloves hidden in its pocket.
An evil grin slit across her face.
"It's payback time."
A/N: I know, I know. Please don't be mad. It's just a tease and there's nothing more where it came from-nothing in writing at least. Things just built up in my head while watching PLL and I had to get it out. Thus, this frustratingly short writing.