Arias P O V

"So you really think duct taping her to a chair will help..." I say, raising my eyebrows at Caleb and Toby attempting to tie a squirming Alex into a chair.

"Come on, it's not like she's gonna hurt us", says Caleb, rolling his eyes at me.

"Ugh excuse me?", I rant, "this bitch tried to chop up Spencer with a axe and gave my fiancé a concussion!".

"You know I'm not deaf?" Grunts Alex, in her now starting to get annoying accent.

"Well you better shut up or I'll make you", I snap, glaring at her. "So little, but your big", she giggles, how dare she use Spencers line for me! How dare she hurt my best friend!

"Where's Spencer!", I shout, walking over to her, I see in the corner of my eyes the girls and Ezra in the background.

"I'm pretty sure she's alive so that's okay", she says, acting like its no big deal.

"What the hell do you mean alive!", I yell, showing glitches of pure rage in my eyes.

"Well I could change that, pretty sure I still have that axe under my bed", Alex laughs.

"TELL ME THE TRUTH!!" I screech, getting up all in her face.

"Okay okay chiawawa", she laughs, "Charlottes got her, and she's playing with Spencer".

"Charlotte...", Ali whispers, walking forward. "Yep, you know, blonde, my sister, blue ey-", "I KNOW WHO SHE IS!", Alison interrupts Alex, banging her fist on the chair.

"Sorry, but she never liked you. It was just for show, and she's fine. Bethany was the dead one, Mona killed her, she's Charlottes twin. The one in your grave is Courtney, your twin in Radley. Now do you get it now?".

Emily then runs after Alison who's run off crying into the bathroom, I bury my face in my hands, I need to find Spencer.

It's then when a loud ping comes from my laptop, the sound I know all too well. I approach it slowly, the others looking behind me.

I wish so badly I never opened it, I'm gagging at the sight and the girls are shielding there eyes and Calebs taking Toby away from seeing it.

It's Spencer, chained to a wall in the air, her body completely bashed, bruised, cut and dirty, in barely any clothes whatsoever. She is screaming and crying loudly in pain from the stick of red hot metal pressed against her thigh from a figure in a black hoodie.

I know it's a previous recording, I look over my shoulder, Hannas in the bathroom, being sick from the sight, while Emilys held tightly by Ali while they both cry there eyes out. I feel a pair of warm, arms wrap around me, I immediantly sense it's Ezra and melt into his embrace.

I then look over... What the hell? "Guys", I sniffle, "where the hell is Alex?"