A/N: I only own my character(s) and the plot

Bad Intentions
Chapter 14: Moments Later, Part 3

"The trust of the innocence is the liar's most useful tool,"
~Stephen King

Songs:

Jessarae-Follow Me (beginning, Amber and the girls)

Villagers-Occupy Your Mind (the girls arguing)

Agnes Obel-Fuel to Fire (flashback)

Cathedrals-Harlem (Wedding, Amber and Jason)

These New Puritans-We Want War (End, Jason)

Amber jumped when she felt a sharp slap to her butt. Turning on her hip, she glared at her friend. Melissa grinned at her and knocked her knee into her friend's rib gently.

"Come on, up. You have school," she ordered, making Amber groan.

"I never thought I'd have to hear those words again," she sighed mournfully, gazing hungrily at her blankets.

"Hey, you're the one that interviewed for it," Melissa said.

"I know," Amber groaned, shoving her head into her pillow. "What was I thinking?"

"Something alone the lines of I need to look for the girls and keep an eye on everyone," Melissa hinted, crossing her legs.

"Oh thank you, Melissa. You're so helpful," Amber said sarcastically, lifting her head to give the brunette the stink eye.

"I know," Melissa beamed and flipped her hair over her shoulder. "Now, stop being mean. It's my wedding day," this coerced a smile out of Amber, albeit a small one. Melissa had slept over at Amber's after they had finally picked out dresses and accessories, and the two girls had stayed up, ignoring the A message and instead choosing to drool over Ryan Gosling in Crazy, Stupid, Love and The Notebook while making a chocolate cake for the little after wedding party they planned.

"Alright, up, you don't want to be late on your first day," Melissa instructed, earning another roll of Amber's eyes but the blonde let her friend pull her up into a sitting position. Melissa took Amber's spot as she watched her friend get ready for the day.

"I'll see you when school's over," Amber smiled and blew her friend a kiss as she left.

Amber pulled into her new reserved parking space, grabbing her bag as she slammed the door to her car. She smiled as she spotted Spencer, Aria and Emily.

"Girls," she said once she reached the teens, making them all jump. She raised her eyebrows and her hands, taking a step back. "Sorry."

"Amber, hi. What-what are you doing here?" Aria asked, wide eyed.

"Um," Amber squinted at Spencer. "You didn't tell them." Spencer's eyes widened and she nearly smacked herself for forgetting.

"Tell us what?" Emily asked anxiously.

"Uh-Amber is Mr. Fitz assistant," Spencer murmured.

"You knew?" Aria whispered heatedly to her friend. Spencer's mouth opened to defend herself, the brunette grappling for something to say.

"I just told her yesterday," Amber said, giving them all a weird look.

"That-that's great, Amber," Emily smiled widely, though her eyes were wide and panicked. Amber snickered on the inside, but managed to keep her face blank of her true emotions to give the girls all a concerned look.

"Is everything okay?" she questioned worriedly.

"No yeah, just, surprised," Aria faltered, clutching her bag in her hands.

"Good surprised?"

"Definitely," Spencer supplied, making Amber preen delightedly and shrug as she flipped her hair over shoulder.

"Excellent. I'm gonna go sign in, I'll see you girls later, okay?"

"Sounds good,"

"Okay,"

"Great," they all said faintly. She winked at them and walked around Spencer, marching into the school.

"Saw you with the girls," Jason said as he came up to her. "How'd it go?"

"They're terrified," Amber said dryly.

"Understandable. You are pretty scary," he stopped at her death stare. "I mean," he hastened to change his answer. "Beautiful. You are absolutely-Ian! Tell Amber how beautiful she is!" he grabbed his friend by the shoulder, turning him around to stare at the blonde who glared at them.

"Absolutely gorgeous," Ian said immediately, smiling nervously.

"Uh huh," she snorted before smacking Ian up the head.

"The hell?!" he yelped, handing jumping to grasp his head.

"That's what you get for not asking me permission!"

"Permission for what?" he demanded.

"What do you think, dumbass?" she sneered.

"What, so now I have to ask for your permission to marry your best friend?"

"YES!" Amber thundered, drawing the attention of several students. She stared at them until they turned back to whatever they were doing.

"Since when is that a thing?" Ian asked Jason quietly, earning a shrug.

"Since now," Amber snapped.

"Alright, fine," he rolled his eyes. "Amber, do I have your permission to ask Melissa to marry me?"

"Well it doesn't matter anymore," she huffed and turned her nose up. "But yes, you may."

"Amber!" the blonde turned her head, glancing at the dark haired man before grinning.

"There's my favorite teacher," she said as Ezra approached them. "What's up?"

"You think you'd could help me sort some papers?" Ezra asked hesitantly.

"Hey, I'm your slave. Take me away," Amber sighed dramatically, earning a grin.

"Assistant. Not slave," he corrected.

"Same thing," she grabbed his arm, winking at a stone faced Jason and a confused Ian before marching away with Ezra.

"Hey, how's Hanna?" Ezra asked as they walked to his-now theirs-classroom.

"Recovering, thanks," she flashed him a smile and set her bag down on his desk, leaning against it as she stared around curiously.

"What do you have for me?"

He smiled and gave her a look that screamed patience before reaching into his bag and pulling out a hefty stack of papers. He pointed to a desk in the back, slightly bigger than the students.

"Just sort by name," he instructed.

"Yes sir," she saluted him before her bag and striding to her own desk. Sitting down, she glared slightly at the names of the students. She hated paperwork. Of any variety.

"How the hell do you just 'forget' to mention that Amber now works here?!" Aria asked incredulously once Amber was out of ear shot.

"I don't know! I just...forgot," Spencer defended weakly.

"Oh God. And she's Ezra's assistant too, fan-freaking-tastic," Aria sighed and put her hands over her eyes, shaking her head.

"Yeah, please, don't call him that," Emily shuddered.

"That's his name, Emily," Aria barked.

"No, his name is Mr. Fitz. Because he is our teacher," Spencer emphasized, agreeing with Emily.

"Our teacher that now has Amber as an assistant," Emily continued, nodding.

"Whatever," Aria exhaled and rolled her eyes. "Did you get anywhere on that hard drive?" she questioned Spencer.

"No," she rolled her eyes and huffed. "There's a password. I can't figure it out. It's driving me insane."

"Well, let us know if you get anywhere," Emily said. Spencer just nodded and ran a hand through her hair as the girls all split and headed to their own classes.

Amber sighed and rubbed her cramping hands. After she had sorted out the papers by period and student, he had her grading the last quiz. She nearly screamed when she saw Hanna's. 67%. Why am I not surprised?

Well, she reasoned with herself. She does take after me. The Marin girls weren't blessed with brains, apparently. Amber liked to blame her mother for that.

She nearly shrieked every time she had to write an A on a paper. The message A had left her and Melissa had plagued her mind all day; she'd gotten maybe two hours of sleep. She and Melissa hadn't bothered to call Jason or Ian, knowing it would just get them fired up and angry. She was more angry now than anything. How in the hell did they find out? She'd hidden every single diary she owned-she hadn't thrown them away incase of an emergency where they'd be useful-and she knew the men had burned any and all evidence they'd found, thanks to Derek fessing up. Her eyes flashed dangerously as the grip she had on her pen tightened considerably.

Amber could only watch as Jason and Eric dragged Derek down the basement steps, followed by Ian. She and Melissa had driven back to the DiLaurentis' cabin while they had taken care of Austin and Nate. Her hands subconsciously drifted down to cradle her slightly swollen stomach, now only visible because of the tight tank top she wore.

She jumped when she felt a cold hand touch her shoulder. Melissa smiled sympathetically and sat next to her on the couch, grabbing a blanket from the coffee table and throwing it over their bare legs, not even close to being covered by the flimsy shorts Amber kept for when she slept over. They only ever visited the cabin in the summer, there was no need for jeans.

They both nearly fell off the couch when a loud scream echoed from the basement, muffled by the door and floorboards. They stared at each other, wide eyed and frightened, but didn't move to intervene. Normally, they would've at least attempted to stop their boyfriends; but now. They were too close-had been too close to freeing themselves from their stalkers. For some reason, A had decided to lynch out on their deal, and instead sent three minions to kill them. Their friends. Amber didn't even want to know how A had managed to turn their friends against them; it didn't really matter anymore. They were so far into this game, too far. There was no backing out, not for any of them. It was all or nothing.

Deep down, both girls knew that Derek wouldn't come up those stairs alive. He had betrayed them, manipulated them-he wasn't their friend. Not anymore. He knew each and every dirty secret each of them kept. He had been ready to kill them. They all had to accept that they couldn't trust any of their friends anymore.

They both cringed when the door slammed back, hitting the wall next to it. Abandoning the couch, they nearly ran into the next room, watching as Jason shut the door again. Ian and Eric stood silently behind him as he locked the door. He glanced up to look at the girls-his gaze landed on Amber's stomach and held there for a few seconds before he stood straight and offered the blonde his hand. Amber took it and melted into his side as Melissa hugged Ian, allowing her boyfriend to lead her out of the cabin. Her gaze shot over his shoulder, past Melissa, Ian and Eric, to the door leading into the basement. Barely audible screams could be heard, and the second Eric shut the door to the cabin, they cut off. He was still alive, and would be shrieking until his lungs gave out, no doubt. No one would hear Derek. But from the look Jason gave her, she could tell they would be back.

"Amber?" she jumped and her blinked, locking her gaze on Ezra, who stood in front of her desk smiling, though he looked a little worried.

"You okay?" he questioned, sitting on the corner of her desk. She threw on a smile.

"Yeah, fine. Just tired. I didn't get a lot of sleep last night," she half-lied.

"Why? Is everything okay?" he asked concernedly.

"No-yeah. Just-my friends decided they wanted to elope so I had to help my friend find a dress and I'm the Maid of Honor so I had to find a dress and-," she cut herself off as she watched Ezra smile.

"What?" she asked stupidly. He shook his head.

"Nothing. You're a good friend," she smiled and ducked her head, shrugging humbly. "When's the wedding?" he wondered.

"Today, right after school. Why?"

"Well, the last bell just rang. School's over," he said. Her eyes widen and she began to throw her stuff together, grabbing the papers she hadn't finished grading.

"No-hey, I got these. Go," he waved her away, slapping her hands away gently.

"Are you sure?" she checked.

"Amber, go. I've got'em. You have a wedding to get too." She smiled and thanked him as she nearly ran out of the room.

"Where were you? You're late!" Melissa nearly shrieked, making Amber wince as she shut the door to her apartment and threw her bag to the ground as she shed her sweater and heels.

"I know, I know. Got held up," she stripped herself of the rest of her clothes as she ran to her room, slipping her dress on in record time. She changed her makeup and hair and had her heels on and was by the door within ten minutes, where Melissa bounced anxiously.

"You look great, Mel," Amber said gently, rubbing her friends shoulder. Melissa smiled and thrust her bouquet into her hands as she opened the door.

"What about the cake?" Amber shouted down the hall.

"Jason came by earlier during his lunch break, he dropped it off at my house, now let's go!" Melissa shouted back. Amber blinked and sighed but shut the door to her apartment and ran after her friend. The chapel was 20 minutes away from Amber's apartment building; they made it in 11.

"How do I look?" Melissa asked nervously.

"I already told you, you look amazing," Amber smiled straightened out the veil on her friend's head.

"Hey," Jason poked his head out of the two oak doors. "Everything's set up. We're ready when you are." Amber and Melissa both nodded, earning one as well before he carefully shut the door again.

"You ready?" Amber asked carefully, rubbing her friends arm. Melissa tightened her grip on her bouquet, took a deep breath, and nodded. "Okay," Amber murmured, before heaving open the big doors and beginning her descent down the aisle. She smiled as Ian's gaze jumped over her shoulder, his eyes widening slightly. Within seconds, Melissa was across from Ian, right in front of Amber, who took her bouquet and raised her veil.

Her eyes jumped over the two love birds' shoulders as they said their vows to each other and the priest, catching Jason's. He winked and mouthed love you. She wasn't able to suppress a smile as she mouthed the words back.

They handed their respective best friends the rings, and cheered when the priest announced them man and wife. They followed shortly after Ian as he picked up Melissa and walked down the aisle, stopping to thank the priest as they watched the newlyweds. They climbed into Amber's car, promising to meet Ian and Melissa at the Hastings' house.

"I kind of can't believe they got married before us," Amber said, awed as Jason followed Ian's car down the street. Jason looked at her out of the corner of his eye but didn't respond.

They both laughed and cheered as Ian popped open the wine bottle. They turned as the door opened and Spencer and Aria stepped in, both obviously confused.

"What's going on?" Spencer questioned. Melissa and Ian beamed as Ian wrapped an arm around his wife's waist. Spencer's eyes jumped to Amber and Jason who stood to the side.

"Spencer, Aria, grab a glass," Ian instructed.

"Why, what are we celebrating?" Spencer continued.

"Us!" Melissa answered happily. When Spencer only raised her eyebrows, she rolled her eyes slightly. "Ian and I. We got married!" she thrust her hand out as proof. Spencer and Aria's eyes widened as they stared down at the shiny rock and silver band that graced Melissa's ring finger. Spencer's throat clenched as her gaze jumped to Amber and Jason, dressed in dress and tux respectively, both holding empty champagne glasses. Amber gave the teens a sympathetic look. Spencer's eyes jumped back to the beaming married couple in front of her.

"Con-congratulations," she choked out, barely able to force a weak smile on her face as Aria gave her congratulations and praise on the ring.

Her sister was married...to a potential A.

She stared at Amber as she clinked glasses with Melissa and Jason, as he clapped Ian on the shoulder. She nearly jumped out of her skin as Jason's eyes met hers. He raised his glass to her and Aria, as if in toast, before pressing it to his lips. He winked at them, though he didn't look very amused or particularly happy. All the air left the two teens' lungs.

He knows.

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