This chapter has a cliff hanger and a big clue! Good luck figuring out what it is! Review with your ideas and feedback, I need motivation to write more! - A (yeah its me, you should know this by now)


Fun And Games

OR

Riddles Of The Night


'Please don't tell mom, Melissa!' Spencer sobbed, clutching Melissa's arms so she couldn't move.

'Spencer, you're scaring me. Stop it, you have to be joking!' Melissa hissed, unable to believe her sister would have done something so stupid. She shook herself out of Spencer's grasp and gaped at her sister in disgust. 'Spencer, this isn't funny! Where did you get the test from?'

'Melissa please, you'll wake up mom!' Spencer whimpered, running her hands through her hair.

'Oh my god. This… this isn't a joke?' Melissa's perplexed expression turned to one of horror as she realised her younger sister was practically hyperventilating. 'You're…you're actually…'

'Don't say it!' Spencer pleaded, with another nod at her mother's bedroom door. Melissa shook her head, eyes still wide with shock. She beckoned Spencer to follow Melissa to her room silently.

Spencer contemplated turning around, making a run for it down the stairs and never coming back. She could take out some money, drive to New York and start a new life. Yes, right, Spencer, her new-born baby and the tortures of A. It sounded like a very bad novel. She crept into Melissa's room after her reluctantly and closed the door shut with caution.

'Spencer! How could you be so careless?' Melissa hissed as soon as she turned back around. 'You could have gone to college, you could have had an amazing career! You've ruined everything!'

Spencer didn't say anything. She hadn't expected Melissa to be sympathetic, the Hastings hadn't been brought up like that. They were taught to be honest, and Spencer felt that this was the least she deserved.

'What's wrong with you? Mom and Dad are going to kill you! Do you even care?' Melissa asked, waving a hand rudely in front of Spencer's face. Spencer still didn't retaliate, sniffing miserably.

'Are you drunk?' Melissa questioned suddenly, moving closer to Spencer.

'What? No!' Spencer snapped, pushing Melissa's hand away. 'You can't drink if you're pregnant!'

'At least one of your brain cells are working then!' Melissa sneered back. 'Too bad they weren't when it happened, hmm?'

'Oh shut up Melissa! It's not a secret you've had your fair share!' Spencer retorted, tired of Melissa's remarks already.

'What is that supposed to mean? That I'm a widow who lost her baby? Let's take a guess whose fault that was!' Melissa cried.

'Don't turn that around on me! The guy was a psychopath, you were just too dull to figure it out!' Spencer hissed back.

'Oh of course, I'm the dull one! Well, Miss-High-and-Mighty, you're IQ won't count for much now! You can't go into work with a baby on one hip!' Melissa spat.

'At least I won't have to live with being fired!' Spencer shrieked.

Melissa closed her mouth on what she had been about to say, eyes narrowing. Spencer felt a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. She had done it know. Melissa would be so angry she'd tell their mother before Spencer even had a chance to break the news gently herself. There was an awkward silence as both girls blinked a couple of times. Finally Melissa opened her mouth.

'I'm sorry for what I said. About you ruining your life. I didn't mean it.'

Now it was Spencer's turn to be shocked. She had expected Melissa to rip out her hair or at least scream at her. Watching Melissa in disbelieve, she apologised slowly too.

'I'm sorry too. I didn't mean to say that either.'

Melissa nodded awkwardly. 'Spencer, how did you know?' she asked suddenly.

'How did I know what?' Spencer asked confusedly.

'That I was fired. Did dad tell you? You said you hadn't seen him.' Melissa narrowed her eyes again, and Spencer sensed another fight brewing.

'No, mom told me. She didn't want to, it was just me prying as usual. I'm sorry, Melissa.' Spencer tried to smile at her sister but it wasn't returned.

'Mom told you?' Melissa asked, puzzled.

'Yes. Why?' Spencer started to feel scared.

'I haven't told mom yet…'

There was a silence as both girls stared at each other in confusion. If Melissa hadn't even told her mother yet, how had Veronica told Spencer?

'Melissa I swear she told me! I haven't seen Dad around here for weeks! Maybe even a month!' Spencer told Melissa earnestly.

'It's ok. I believe you. It's Mom I'm suspicious about. Maybe she phoned up my work and they told her?' Melissa suggested hopefully, but deep down she knew that there was something more sinister going on. There always was in Rosewood.

'Well Dad couldn't have told her, he's in Boston. Plus they don't seem on very good terms.' Spencer told her sister.

'Boston? Dad's not in Boston! Who told you that?' Melissa asked.

Spencer sigh, realising her mother had been lying. 'Who do you think?'


Spencer left Melissa's bedroom feeling worse than she had entering it, something she hadn't deemed possible before. She picked up her phone to call Toby, dialling half of the number until she remember A's picture. Sighing, she put her phone down.

Instead she hurried downstairs and made herself some toast, re-reading Jason's note as she did so. It all seemed very suspicious to her. Why was Jason practically living in the shed of his house? What was so wrong with Mrs DiLaurentis that Jason could stay in the same building as her? Though, she would be that keen on living with a woman who carried a hammer around the house with her, to be honest. Still, he couldn't be scared of his own mother could he? And if so, why didn't he just move out? It hurt Spencer's brain to think about it all.

She was just putting her plate in the sink when her phone buzzed on the table.

Toby: Hey Spencer, are you sure you're ok? Can you meet me at the Grille tonight, at six? Thanks x

Spencer sigh, wondering what to do. She had to tell Toby sometime, even if he didn't want the baby. It was his and he had to know.

Spencer: Yeah, I need to talk to you, I'll be there.

She checked the clock. It was half past twelve and her mother was still in bed. Melissa was upstairs too, probably gone back to sleep from her long flight. Maybe she would go and talk to Jason. Not about her problem, but ask about him. Maybe it could be a clue to A's next plans or another piece of the puzzle of Ali's murder. Mrs DiLaurentis was sure acting suspicious enough.

She jogged back upstairs to change her pyjama top, finding her cosy brown sweater and shrugging it on. Gazing around her room, she made sure everything was in order, even peering over to Jason's house, where everything seemed to be calm. Maybe they were asleep. She pondered on whether to go, not wanting to intrude. Until she saw a shadow in the shed out of the corner of her eye. She grabbed her bag, her keys and her phone, throwing Jason's note in there too.

She had just make it to the landing when Melissa stuck her head out of her bedroom door. She looked as though she had been crying, but Spencer stayed quiet, knowing Melissa wouldn't like it if she asked.

'Where are you going now?' Melissa asked.

'To see Jason.' Spencer replied, deciding there was no point in lying. Melissa didn't see a point in arguing either, but she did roll her eyes. She was determined to have nothing to do with Jason.

Spencer turned to leave but Melissa hissed after her.

'Spencer, you should be careful where you leave the pregnancy test if you don't want Mom to find out!'

Spencer thought about where she'd hidden it, in the stuffing of her mattress. It seemed very careful to her. 'I was. Why?'

'Well, leaving it on top of your dressing table is a very stupid move. What if Mom had gone in there to clean?' Melissa warned her.

Spencer's blood ran cold. She sped back up the stairs, bursting into her room and running to the dressing table. There was no test. Wondering if Melissa was joking around with her, she dropped to knees and stuck her hand into the hole in the mattress where she'd hidden the test an hour ago. Her heart skipped a beat when she noticed the hole was much bigger than before, slit in a straight line with an object that could only be a knife. She felt around frantically until her hand closed around something and she yanked it out hopefully.

It was a scroll of paper, tied with the same red ribbon in which she'd received the test in the first place. It was as Spencer had suspected, A had decided to meddle even further. She opened up the scroll in dread.

I know you love a good game of hide and seek Spencer, so I've taken the game to the next level. Find what you're looking for within two days and I'll let you break the news to everyone yourself. If you fail, Toby and your parents will find out from me. In the most humiliating way possible. Remember, it could be anywhere in Rosewood! Just every secret space in calm areas! Happy Hunting! – A.

Spencer gasped. Inside was a little stopwatch. As soon as she finished the letter it beeped and the numbers started counting down.

Forty eight hours.


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