Dying Comes With Lying

[by WillowSuzzaGleeee]

Summary: This series follows the lives of Emma, Cleo, and Bella in their first College year; visiting a dark past of lies, secrets and mysteries of the time Rikki disappeared. Now someone is impersonating all her knowledge and wit by threatening messages signed so eerily; R.

A/N: So, before anything else; I'd like to say thanks an epic-ton to H2O4ever for giving me the permission to write this. She started the amazing idea of the H2O girls put into a mysterious little world the liars of Pretty Little Liars live in. So, after you check this out; you must, simply MUST go check her own chambers of lying mermaids! And now your mystery awaits:

[LAST A/N MESSAGE BY UNREAL ENTITY: WRITTEN BY ME AND FOR PURPOSES OF THE STORY].

PREMIERE PLOT GOES PARTLY TO PRETTY LITTLE LIARS BY SARA SHEPARD.

Prologue:

Everything was almost movie-like that night. Cleo was hosting a annual Full Moon sleepover and she felt excitement wallow up in their spirits. Well…Cleo and Bella's spirits. It was the start of Summer after their Senior Year, and Cleo and Bella were discussing all the epic moments of the last few weeks.

Cleo gushed about Lewis and how disappointing yet exciting news of him being kicked out of his College. It was shocking; how could Lewis, her geeky cute soul mate have ever done something to get him kicked out of College? The only promising surprise was the thrill he'd be joining Cleo, Bella, Will and Rikki in their housing promise.

High School was now over. And the girls had made a pact. They would stay in touch in such an easy way; they would rent their own college-house of sweets and dissolve into laughter and heartbreaks of the next years of the future. Of course, right now Cleo and Bella were admitting to each other the small jolts of fear they received when starting to ponder what would happen when they shared a house with their boyfriends. Both Bella and Cleo were anxious having said they had never gone there before.

"Oh, puh-lease for Goodness Sake! You two are going to be getting around like the plague! College Parties, anyone? I can bet some sick things are going to go down there! In fact, I know some pretty sick things happen at High School parties!" Bella and Cleo gave each other a look. Rikki had finally peered away from her phone; which she had been typing repulsively on all night. Her eyes glowed a sense of knowledge over them.

Cleo gulped. So Rikki had…? Cleo knew the fellow candidate. She must have had sex with Zane. The thought disgusted Cleo. But it made sense; Zane Bennett was a bad boy, even after his supposed change of ways for Rikki. Cleo felt bad for Rikki, and also appalled. Did Rikki not find it useful to tell her two best friends when it had happened?

"Oh so little miss immoral has gotten to it?" Bella squeaked. An odd kind of anger was threatening at Cleo's throat. Rikki had gotten intimate with a guy… It wasn't just that she hadn't told them, but…how could Rikki? That was only to be shared with someone you loved… Cleo's thoughts were shattered by Rikki's mocking voice.

"You really think you should be talking, Bella…?" Bella went silent. Cleo stared at each girl's face. Cleo had no idea what they were even talking about. Why did Bella look so devastated? It was time for a conversation-changer.

Bella gave Rikki a death-glare.

"So, Rikki; you seem to be in the addiction-worthy category for your texting habits. Who do you find so attractive in fake-conversation skills?" Cleo asked with a bit of jealous paranoia sweeping through her veins.

"Oh…it's a mystery…" Rikki giggled while Cleo and Bella just looked at each other with questions. "You'll see soon enough. I have huge things planned for tonight. This day…will mark my history. Nothing will ever be the same again."

Bella and Cleo shared a glance with each other. That sounded huge. Rikki had always been ironic; with everything she said, there was an ultimate meaning and a hidden story behind it. This day would mark a dreaded apocalypse in the mermaid's confusing world. After this night passed; Bella and Cleo wondered if what Rikki had said had such a destructive ultimate meaning.

"Can you believe we're going to College! This is going to be the best time of our lives!" Cleo's heart sputtered. Cleo actually was as naive to think nothing could ruin the summer of the rest of their lives. At the moment, Cleo had believed Rikki was just excited for their new lives in the real world; their final sleepover before they would start getting settled in the house Bella and Will reckoned was to die for and creating their College Life. Even if they all weren't going to the same universities, or to one at all in Rikki's case.

"Ah, right; Cleo, you must be thrilling at the thought of ditching your friends to try out for a sorority and getting oh-super-duper close with a bunch of…What do they call it? Sisters. Right." Rikki's eyes shone vibrantly in cruelness. Cleo gulped. She hadn't. That had never happened.

"Everyone knows they'll share all their…beauty tips." Rikki slurred.

A thundering silence pounded the room. Bella stared off in space and thought with little dignity. Cleo looked down at her well pedicured feet and bit her lip. And Rikki sat in the middle of them; a smirk concealing all of their secrets.

"So; I say its time for a little fun! And I brought just the stuff!" Rikki left her two gutted friends and went through her gothic-sleepover-bag. She pulled out a large bottle of champagne.

Rikki smiled. "Care to make a toast?" She referred to both Bella and Cleo. They shrugged. But just like that; Rikki sunk them in to her aura of charming darkness.

They poured the champagne into cocktail glasses without even so much of a peep of objection from Cleo. Cleo knew Rikki wouldn't stop.

Rikki had changed in the past year. She was no longer the fiery passionately-driven-for-odd-beliefs best friend of Cleo and Emma. She had made a transformation to a stubborn strange yet intriguingly alluring bitch. Cleo knew it was bad of her to say that because maybe, at least in the beginning; Cleo had thought Rikki was just growing up.

But then after the Charlotte mishappening, after her break-up with Zane, after her water-tentacle connection; all these things led up to Rikki never being the same. She started disappearing from their clique. But maybe that had been okay. Sometimes, the worst times were when Rikki was actually with them. She said odd little comments that shattered Bella or Cleo to awkward silence. Rikki was even more so secretive after that; yet she knew so much about both Bella and Cleo.

Sometimes, Cleo was afraid of Rikki. What would happen if Rikki would tell anyone about certain happenings…it would be only dark tales of their friendship after that.

But somehow; Rikki's witty banter was back after those two icky-feeling comments. And they gushed about Graduation Day; how it again would mark history, the fact that Lewis was back for good, the enchantments of having their own house together [sharing rent of course]; as Bella and Will had already picked the perfect location and perfect adorably College-Friendly House. Perhaps, they had all gotten a wee bit drunk. It turned out Rikki had another wine bottle in her bags. And then another. The three girls got halfway through the third one and were in the crisis of dancing to the sounds of ear torture on iTunes when a knock of eeriness thudded on Cleo's front door.

Cleo's Dad and Sam had went away on a romantic-bliss of some sort, on some type of halfway anniversary. It was sweet; they loved each other so much they couldn't even wait for their real one year anniversary. It kind of annoyed Cleo in a way. But now someone was knocking on her door. It couldn't be Kim; she was at her own sleepover with her pathetic little friends. Cleo had specifically told Lewis she wanted it to just be the girls because it was their last Full Moon Sleepover. And it was good. Full Moons didn't affect them anymore.

It was strange; that night, both Bella and Cleo had been feeling jumpy. Now a mystery awaited them at the door. Rikki looked at both of them with a "Anyone-going-to-get-that?" face. Finally, Rikki pranced up and over to the door. Cleo took descriptive notice of her fishnet stockings and then the mini-dress of black veil material over a gothic-styled white dress. Rikki's style had changed as well. But she always gave the look of beauty; confident, strange, cruel, or the worst the beauty of a damsel.

Moonlight shone in as Rikki opened the door to reveal the dark night and nothing else. Cleo peered away. She felt even of this eve where they had conquered what they always believed to be a duel between mermaids and the Moon; the moonlight seemed poisonous. Especially with no comforting face to go along with it.

"Is anyone there!" Bella shouted and drifted towards the door herself. The porch was empty. Rikki stared off into the night with a glare of fear. Rikki was never afraid of anything.

"Rikki?" Cleo asked with unfamiliar instinct. She felt she was walking on eggshells and pretty soon she would find the bomb.

Rikki was slowly turning away from staring out into the night and had shut the front door when a cackling shriek shattered the dark night.

"SURPRISE!" Bella and Cleo shivered with frightening glee. They both turned to see a magnificently beautiful Emma Gilbert. Rikki made a cat-hairball sound and looked to the floor; anger seizing her eyes.

Cleo went static. "Emma! Ohmygosh! You look so gorgeous!" She couldn't help but sputter. Emma was tanned in a natural way; her hair had gotten put into an adorable little up-do, and her eyes shone of enchantment.

Bella gave Emma an award-winning smile. She had heard all about Emma from Cleo.

"It's so amazing to meet you! Cleo and…" Bella looked at Rikki. Rikki's eyes pierced into Emma's; anger and fear spewing. She couldn't speak but her face was grinded in hate.

Bella shook her head, choosing to ignore Rikki's weird reaction.

"They've told me so much about you! I'm Bella…the other mermaid." Bella smiled brightly and waited for an exchange of some sort between her and Emma.

Emma looked around in confusion. "Another mermaid? I…" Her eyes went over Rikki's angry vomit of dispute. "Wow. Um, its great to meet you!" Suddenly, Emma went out to give Bella a huge warming hug.

"Whatever are you doing here!" Cleo shrieked. She couldn't lie; it was a tad strange Emma or someone else had knocked on her door and then when answered; no one showed. Now Emma had found another way in. "And how'd you get in?"

"Oh, you know I still remember where your extra keys are; I came in through the back." Cleo and Bella both smiled at Emma with a feeling of plastic. "I…I just came to visit. We just must keep in touch with friends…right, Rikki?"

Rikki's eyes returned from her trance of hate. Now they squeezed in disgust. The music was still blaring from their drunken dancing. Rikki, without a word, went to the radio station to turn it off. They were returned to shocking silence.

"Aw, so important. But I thought we were clear on our contact arrangement. I don't know about you; but I certainly know all that's been going around here…and there." Rikki was snarling. Poison darts wavered out of her eyes.

Bella gave Cleo a look of confusion. Rikki had chose not to ever speak about Emma. Cleo remembered the exact moments things had become icky with Emma and Rikki. It had been after Charlotte's…accident. At least, that's what Rikki, Emma, Cleo, and Lewis swore to call it… But that was over. Charlotte was gone.

Emma just trilled with a funky-out-of-place smile. "Oh Rikki, darling; you look absolutely stunning tonight; Doesn't she…? Cleo, Bella? It'd be a shame to see anyone destroy dark perfection…"

A vibe of chills encircled Cleo's spine. Both Rikki and Emma had auras of confident and very secretive destroyer looks.

Finally, Rikki hissed; "Emma; I would like to see you outside." Emma giggled and looked at Bella and Cleo.

"But; Rikki; you are the one that finds friendship so important…why can't our practically sisters hear whatever it is you wish to tell me?" Bella looked at Cleo, thoughts inkling that Emma had to be drunk. Something was completely irrational about her.

"Emma. Get out. Now." Rikki pointed to the door. Cleo could almost see tears fumble in her eyes. Emma just shrugged and went out into the dark. Rikki gave us one more look after mumbling, "You are not ruining this for me."

A lot of things were ruined that night.

After Emma and Rikki left; Bella and Cleo stared at each other sheepishly. Cleo didn't know where to begin; to explain that this was not your typical Emma. And Bella didn't know how to start a conversation describing her thoughts on Emma, when they were so odd.

Bella and Cleo would wait there for a long time. Three hours in fact. So, finally they drifted off to sleep; they're dreams were not bliss but of nightmares. Both imagined a mermaid being pulled out of her own destiny. They never knew Rikki would never come back to Cleo's house. She'd never walk on the Gold Coast's beach sand ever again. She'd never start giggling uncontrollably in such a fit in mockery of the ones she called her besties. She'd never take them shopping. She would never deem more inappropriate behavior on them anymore. But mostly, she'd never speak of their secrets ever again. Or at least that was what Bella and Cleo wished to believe after her disappearance.

. . .

Only the night ever saw what happened to Rikki Chadwick. And even then it was scarcely enough to explain in practical ways. The truth was, Rikki and Emma's angered voices echoed Cleo's front yard that night. They were in a hideous entity of a fight that led all the way to the docks.

Only darkness surrounded the lies and misfortune of that night. There was a girl with long blonde hair staring at the sky with drunken laughter. There was another girl with a beautiful mess of blonde curls who dived into the ocean. The straight-haired blonde followed after her. Only one would be seen again. The rest remains a mystery to this day.

A/N: That, my fellow adorers could be known as the end of these lying mermaid's secrets. Perhaps you believe they would grief Rikki and move on with their lives admitting that the truth would never be found…but mysteries are there to be solved. And I just might have to inspire these bitches to come to their senses and find the lost loophole…one that I know they can remember if they'd get off their asses and think. But encouragement is a tricky thing; everyone knows you need a tough coach. And I plan to use these mermaid's dirty little lies to find the truth. Kisses. –R

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