I looked at the girl in front of me and observed all her gestures. She was beautiful, like she ever has been – she looks like a princess with her long, curvy hair and her bride smile. She could giggle like a little girl in one moment and in the other she was serious like an adult. She made me happy, every time I looked at her. I just had to talk with her at the phone and my mood was up again. She was the one, who helped me through hard times, showed me who I really was. But she let me down, lied to me, told me that she never loved me. You were always my favorite one. I was her favorite one – but I was also just a puppet for her, like the other girls. I just were her favorite one to play because I was naive and trusted her. I wished, I was more like Spencer who wasn't always just Alisons friend. And I hated my heart the last three years for beating just for her – even when I was with Maya and I also loved her, but just not in the way I loved Alison.

Now we were together in a room, because -A wanted us to talk. He wanted to torture me, because he knew what I felt for Alison. He knew, that Alison wanted me back and that I didn't know what I should think about. He wanted to see me leaving Alison back so she didn't had any friends anymore. Aria, Spencer and Hanna were already ignoring her, because she was the reason they all were here. And I agreed with them. Just because Alison couldn't held herself back when she was younger, we all were tortured by -A the last few years. We lost our youth just because of this girl, but she came back and expected us to be her friends again.

„Emily?", she said to me, wrenched me out of my thoughts. I looked her in the eyes and lifted one eyebrow.

„What's up, Alison?", I replied. I didn't want to talk with her, why should I? As much as I loved her, I hated her for all the things, she had done to my friends and me.

„Are you angry?", she asked and I had to twist my eyes.
„Are you seriously asking me that?" I couldn't believe it. We were stuck in this puppet house for months because of her and she asked me, if I'm angry?

„Please, don't leave me like the others", she whispered with scratchy voice. We didn't drink anything for hours, -A didn't gave us much. He likes to torture us physically and mental, so we break down. But he couldn't reach his goal yet.

Three months and two days. This is the time we were already stuck in here. We just saw each other for three hours a day while -A was playing with us. While he was giving us instructions what we should do, which game we should play or who we should write. Yeah, -A gave us smartphones, but just to torture our lovely ones too. We were not allowed to tell them where we were, -A gave us the messages to send them. It was the most awful time at the day.

„I love you, Emily", Alison said and wanted to stroke my cheek. I wiped away her hand, looking angry at her. I stood up and watched her from above. I sighed.

„I'm sorry, Alison, I can't do this anymore. I can't look in your eyes in the knowledge, that you are the reason, why our lives are destroyes. I loved you once, but you ruined our love too." I turned around and left the room, which was opened. In front of me was a letter from -A. I took it and read it.

You and your friends have a free pass, I have what I wanted. Good luck living with the knowledge that you just destroyed you best friend's life. -A.

For a moment I thoguht that I had to vomit. The girls came out from their rooms and looked at me.
„We... are free?", asked Aria. They also got the letter, obviously. I couldn't help myself that I was smiling, while I nodded. And when I saw the smile on the other's face, I knew, it was the right decison.

I'm sorry, Alison, was the last thing I thought about her, before I started my new life.