Here's the second chapter! I decided not to make it a one-shot and went along with some kind of plot. Hope you like it, review!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN PRETTY LITTLE LIARS.
Still recovering from her nightmare, Hanna was struck by the signature on her cast. A had been here last night, in her room, and nobody even knew! Still, Hanna was determined to put an end to A's little games. A young doctor entered in a bright white coat.
"Good morning, ladies. How are we feeling, Ms. Marrin?"
Hanna straightened her back and put on a fake smile, and nodded. The girls looked at her closely, as did the doctor, to find a weak spot in Hanna's defense. Not finding one, the doctor smiled briefly and the girls let out a huff of air.
"Excellent, and how have you girls been?" he asked politely.
Aria looked at Hanna with disgust and then back at the doctor.
"Aside from almost cracking my head open, it's been a pretty good morning" she snapped.
The doctor cleared his throat as a silent awkwardness settled around the room. The girls sat there as the doctor told Hanna that they needed to do some testing later, and then left the room as quickly as he came in. Hanna didn't even have the time of day to let out a sight before Spencer awoke her from her daydream.
SPENCER POV
"Hanna, what the hell happened last night? We know about Aria and Ezra, but something else happened. Something you aren't telling us about." I said sternly.
Hanna looked at me with fear, almost as though she was seeing a ghost.
"Nothing else happened. Really!" she added when she realized I wasn't buying it.
Emily spoke up, "Look Spencer, Hanna's had a rough night. Let's leave her be." Emily looked at me sternly, and I nodded and apologized to Hanna. Suddenly, I heard a low growl coming from where Aria was sitting. Aria smiled sheepishly.
"Could we hit the cafeteria, guys? I'm about to die of hunger, and I couldn't care less about how bad hospital food tastes." She said desperately.
Emily and I nodded, saying our goodbyes to Hanna as we exited the room.
ARIA POV
I was so hungry I could eat a horse, and thankfully I convinced Emily and Spencer to come with me to the Cafeteria. Everyone says that hospital food is the worst kind, but anything sounded good to me right now. As we situated ourselves in line, I asked the lady to pour me some soup in my bowl. She smiled politely and nodded. Looking away, I saw Emily and Spencer in line a few people behind me, only because I practically ran to get there. When I looked back, the lady wasn't there anymore, but something else was. Hanging from a rope on the ceiling was a little girl gruesomely covered in blood, obviously dead. I let out a bloodcurdling scream and fell to the floor.