Oh my gosh, I am so sorry for the long wait. I've been on vacation, and have been juggling summer assignments for school that I put off for a while. Heh...

Anyways, it was totally inexcusable, so I hope you'll forgive me. I'm posting two chapters in a row to make up for it. The second will be posted tomorrow I can guarantee it. The first is a little short, but it's important. The second's a bit longer. Thank you so much for sticking with me, despite these awfully long waits. I'll try to post another chapter before school starts, but once it does, things will slow a little. Thank you for being patient, you guys are the best. Really.

Keep Writing

Reyna

CHAPTER 11:

Alison leaned back on her bed, sighing. The soft mattress easily shifted, allowing her to sink slightly into the soft heaven. Alison closed her eyes for a moment, before turning over to the person on her right. Dark brown eyes stared back at her, and she smiled.

"This is nice." She muttered. "Just the two of us."

Emily nodded, but Alison noticed the fear that slowly spread through her face.

"What's wrong?" She asked, slowly shifting to a sitting position. Emily groaned and moved with her so they were eye to eye.

"I'm just worried. What if that person sends the photo of us to your dad, or the whole school?" She gulped. Alison sighed.

"Don't worry Em. Whoever it is that's been texting me, they wouldn't dare send it outside of the two of us. They know the consequences." Alison stated confidently. However, despite her wall of bravery, she was feeling awfully small. She feared for the same things Emily did, but knowing the brunette, she didn't want to worry her.

Emily chuckled nervously. "Alright. I just hope that whoever it is, they stop soon. I'm starting to feel like there's eyes on me all the time, you know?" She mentioned. Alison nodded.

"I do too. I don't know how they got those pictures, but it won't happen again. We've been extra careful." Alison assured her, grabbing her hand to squeeze gently. Emily glanced down and smiled.

"I'm really glad I have you Alison." She muttered, looking up into blue eyes.

Alison grinned, leaning closer. "Me too Em. Me too." She went in for a small kiss, but Emily's phone disrupted the moment.

"Sorry, that's probably my mom." Emily sighed. "She most likely wants me home for dinner."

Alison nodded, understanding. However, when Emily's face fell as she scanned the text, Alison knew something was different.

"Emily who texted you?" She asked, hesitant. Emily glanced up at the blonde, a look of pure horror marked on her face. Alison knew immediately that it was A, and her stomach churned with anxiety.

"What did that bitch say?" She demanded. Emily handed over her phone without hesitation.

You kiss, I tell.

-A

Alison growled at the snarky message, more frustrated than anything. However, that frustration morphed into fear as her eyes fell upon the photo attached below.

"I thought…I thought you said we were safe…that we were careful…" Emily was panicking, her eyes darting around the room unsteadily.

"I thought we were.." Alison remarked. "We need to do something about this."

Emily stood up from the bed, pacing. "Alison, what if they sent it to everyone? Or your dad? Or-"

Alison got up and placed a small kiss on her lips to quiet the rambling girl.

"Emily it will be okay. We just…we have to up our game. We need to find out who's been sending these messages, and who all they've sent them to." Alison muttered. Emily nodded.

"Do Hanna and Aria know about the texts?" She asked. Alison shook her head.

"I haven't mentioned it, and as far as I know they haven't received any of their own." The blonde pointed out, jumping slightly as her phone went off.

"Is it the same message?" Emily asked. Alison nodded, and pulled out her phone.

"Probably. They must have sent it as a warning to both of us."

Emily nodded, but watched as Alison read the text.

"Was it the same?" She asked. This time, Alison shook her head. Panic spread through the brunette like wildfire, seeing Alison's stoic face.

"Is it A?" Emily questioned. Alison remained frozen in shock.

"Ali?"

"Sorry. Here." She handed her phone to Emily, who read it over. "Apparently you weren't the only one to receive a message."

Emily gulped as she read the text from Hanna.

What is this? We need to talk, now.

The phone buzzed again, this time a text from Aria.

Ali is this for real? Who is A? Call me asap.

Emily turned to glance at Alison as she moved to read the texts from behind Emily's shoulder. The phone went off again, followed by the chime from Emily's phone.

"They're texting you too.." Alison pointed out. Emily nodded, but turned to read the message that had just come in on Alison's phone. It was from Spencer.

Ali what it this? Why didn't you tell us? We need to talk..

Alison gulped, uncertain of how to handle the present situation. Emily turned to face her, the same thought haunting her mind.

"What are we going to do?"