Sorry for the long wait!
Caleb clicked around and punched a few keys on the keyboard. It took him awhile, but he was visited with a some blog. This blog contains information about Bethany. This person listed what Bethany named her dog when she was four. Her favorite foods, drinks, movies, and the type of music she listened to. In the corner of the screen, there was a picture of a girl with long, curly brown hair. They couldn't tell what color her eyes were because she's wearing sunglasses in the photo.
"Is that Jenna?" Hanna asked.
"No," Toby shook his head. "Jenna's hair is lighter than that."
"Try clicking on her profile picture," Aria suggested. "Maybe there's another picture of her."
Caleb did just that. They did find more pictures. Some of them were of Bethany with that person. She had to be a close friend of Bethany's. Caleb did manage to find a picture of Bethany's friend from when she was nineteen. The girl had light brown hair, lightly tanned skin, and green eyes. Toby thought those eyes looked familiar on the girl, but the hair made her look different. He turned his head and squinted his eyes while looking at the girl's photo. Then, his eyes flew open.
"Oh my god," he gasped.
Everybody looked at him, "what?"
"I know who Bethany's friend is."
"What!?" They all explained.
"Who is it?" Hanna asked.
Toby scrambled for his phone inside his pocket. He had yet to answer his friends who stood up behind him waiting for an answer. He scrolled through his phone contacts until he found Spencer's name. He clicked on it and waited impatiently as his phone rang.
"Pick up the phone, Spencer," he muttered to himself, while drumming his fingers on the counter top.
Toby's nervous grew higher and higher with each ring. Somethings not right. Spencer should've answered her phone by now. He understands that she's busy with Emily and Alison, but Spencer really needs to hear about what they found. Yvonne is the one who's behind all of this. She's the one who's been causing everyone trouble. How Yvonne knew where to find all of them beats him. She probably used him to get to Rosewood.
"Dammit," Toby cursed. He turned to the others.
"Toby, you're scaring us," Hanna said. "If you know who that girl in the picture is you have to tell us right now."
"It's Yvonne."
"What?" The three of them said.
"Toby, Yvonne's blonde," Hanna said.
"No, she is now because she dyed her hair."
Toby walked over to the computer and got Caleb to move. He sat down and typed in Yvonne's Facebook page. There you can see full pictures of her with blonde hair and a fake smile. Toby copies one of her photos then crops it right next to the picture of the girl with brown hair. Their faces are identical and so is the eye color. The only thing that's different is the hair color.
"Look," Toby pointed out. "It's the same face, same bone structure. The only reason we can't recognize her is because of the hair. Yvonne must've dyed it before she met all of us."
"Oh my god," Hanna said, examining the photos. "It is the same person."
"I don't understand," Aria said. "We've never met this person before, why would she go through the trouble of changing her hair?"
"Maybe she did it just in case we grew suspicious about her," Caleb suggested.
"Or maybe she did it to look like Bethany," Toby said.
"How did Yvonne even know who we were?" Hanna asked. "How did she know where to find us?"
"She must've done some research of her own," Caleb said.
"She found out about Bethany's history in Radley and what happened, but she doesn't know the full story," Aria said. "So, she's here to find out."
"Yvonne probably knows that Bethany was in Radley the same time my other was," Toby said, a tear started forming in his eye. "She started her research with me. That's how she found out other things. She knows that somebody from this town killed Bethany and she wants revenge for it."
"The only news Yvonne knows about Bethany's death is that Spencer got accused of her murder," Hanna said.
"All of those charges against Spencer were dropped, though," Hanna said.
"It doesn't matter," Toby said, coming to a relaxation. "Since Yvonne doesn't know who the real killer is, she's choosing to blame Spencer for it. Oh my god," Toby slapped the palm of his hand against his forehead.
"What?" Hanna asked.
His eyes prickled with tears, "I lead Yvonne right to Spencer. That's why she got close to me in the first place. It was to find out more about Spencer and her family. This is my fault. All of this crap has been happening because of me."
"Toby this is not your fault," Aria said. "It's nobody's fault."
"If you're just saying that because you know it's what Spencer would say if she were here right now…"
"I'm not," Aria cut him off. "Even though yes, that's exactly what Spencer would say. but it's true. What happened to Bethany was not your fault. Yvonne coming here to get back at us is not your fault, okay? None of this is your fault."
"Aria's right, Toby," Hanna said. "All of this nonsense started before any of us could even talk or walk. Except for maybe Spencer. I bet she came out of her mother's wounds while quoting the Declaration of Independence."
"Okay, Hanna that's gross," Caleb said.
Hanna shrugged, ignored his comment.
"Maybe you should try calling Emily," Aria suggested. "If you can get ahold of Emily, she can hand you over to Spencer."
"Good idea," Toby said.
Toby tried Emily's cell and she picked up on the third ring. In the background, he could hear soft piano music playing.
"Hey, Toby," she answered.
"Emily, listen. We know who Big Bad is. Can you put Spencer on the phone?"
"Spencer's not here."
Toby's blood ran cold, "what do you mean she's not there? I dropped her off at your place three hours ago. I saw her walk inside with my own two eyes."
"She was here, but she walked down the street to get us some food."
"Did she take her phone with her?" He asked.
"Of course, she did. This is Spencer we're talking about. She takes her phone everywhere with her."
"Well, she's not answering and I'm really worried. H-how long ago did she leave?"
"Now that you mention it," Emily said. "She has been gone for quite awhile. I was just about to call and check on her myself."
"Crap," Toby gripped his hair. "This is bad, Em this is really bad."
"Why? Toby, who is Big Bad?"
"It's Yvonne. She knew Bethany many years back. She's the one who killed Jason, Charlotte, and kidnapped Mona. She's the one who brought up Bethany's case. She's the one who's been causing all of us so much trouble. Yvonne's behind all of it."
"Oh god," Emily said, running a hand through her hair. "Spencer probably doesn't know. We were stupid to send her out there alone. I knew I should've gone with her."
"Toby," Hanna got his attention. "I tried calling Spencer and she didn't answer. Something's wrong."
"Emily, I want you and Alison to go to that Chinese place. If you don't find Spencer, call us."
Emily nodded, "Okay. What are you guys going to do?"
"Find her. That's what we're going to do."
Spencer woke up to a strong throbbing feeling in the back of her head. Without even having to open her eyes, she can feel herself sitting up and her hands tied in front of her. There's a loud buzzing going on in her head and everything is making her feel so woozy. Her body jolted awake like she crossed over a bump. As she began to regain consciousness, she looked around at her surroundings. It's dark and she's in a car that's what she can tell. The person driving must've gone over a train track. They took a sharp left turn sending Spencer flying across the back seat and slammed right into the car door. The car suddenly came to a hard stop causing Spencer's body to fly forward and face plant right into the back of the seat in front of her.
"What are we going to do?" She overheard a voice whisper while climbing out of the front seat.
After the slam of a car door, she heard Yvonne answer, "Just help me get her upstairs."
Wasn't Yvonne working alone? That didn't really surprise Spencer much. Of course, this person would need help pulling all of this off. But who was helping her? The back doors of the van flew open and Yvonne stood outside aiming the gun right at Spencer's face.
"Oh, good you're awake," she said. "That should make it a lot easier to get you upstairs. Trying to carry you would be way too much of a hastily. However, I'm not quite ready for you to see where I'm taking you yet. Guess we'll just have to blindfold you."
"Why are you doing all of this?" Spencer spat.
"Be patient, darling," Yvonne smirked. "All your questions will be answered in time. But for right now, just think about all of this as a really good book that you just can't get yourself to put down. The ending is coming soon and the story will end with you."
Spencer tried squirming away when Yvonne lifted a thick black piece of fabric to tie around her head in order to block her vision. She then felt two pairs of hands work to move her out of the back seat and lead her to the secret destination.
An hour had gone by since Toby got off the phone with Emily. She and Alison went looking for Spencer and couldn't find her. That meant Yvonne got to her. Yvonne got her and Toby started freaking out. What does she plan to do with Spencer? Hanna and Aria called Spencer's other family members and asked if they've heard from her.
"I'm freaking out," Toby began pacing around the room. "What if Yvonne has Spencer right now and is torturing her? What if she already killed?"
"Toby, don't go there," Aria said. "Spencer's a strong woman. She can handle herself."
"I just feel so useless sitting here," Emily said. She sat Hanna's couch clutching the pillow between her arms. "Spencer's out there and we're in here. I knew I should've gone with her." Emily threw her head in her hands.
"Stupid. Stupid. Stupid."
Alison took a seat beside her, "come on, Emily it's not your fault. It's no one's fault. Well, except with that sick twisted bitch, Yvonne and whoever is helping her pull this whole thing off."
"Wait, you think someone is helping Yvonne?" Aria said.
"Duh," Alison said like it was obvious. "There's no way she could be pulling all of this off on her own. Charlotte even had a helping hand."
"Yeah, and Mona had helpers when she was A," Hanna remembered.
"Who could be helping her?" Emily asked. "What other friends does Yvonne have that we don't know about?"
"Liam," Toby spoke up after he stayed quiet for some time.
"What?" The others looked at him.
Toby stopped pacing, "Yvonne and Liam. They were together at that dinner a few weeks ago. I bet he's the one helping her."
Emily sat up, "what are we waiting for? We have to find him and get him to tell us what he knows. Unless Caleb was able to track Spencer's phone."
Caleb shook his head, "no, Spencer's phone is off, so I can't track it."
"That bitch took Spencer and her phone," Hanna said. "What a bitch. A girl can not go around without her phone. That's like going without a brain or shoes."
"Does Liam still live in that house you worked on?" Emily asked.
Toby shrugged, "I'm not sure, but that's our best place to check out first."
The seven of them hopped into their vehicles and raced off to Liam's. If you're obeying the speed limits and traffic laws, it should take twenty minutes. Since none of them are following the laws and going double the speed limit, it took less than fifteen minutes. Toby pulled into Liam's driveway and almost forgot to put the car in park before jumping out and running up the front porch. Emily and the others followed close by. Toby knocked harshly on the front door several times. It took a minute, but the door finally opened. Liam stood there wearing a nice white shirt and black dress pants.
Liam rolled his eyes when he saw Toby, "What do you want now, Cavanaugh? You already won Spencer over, you want the house too?"
Toby reached for the collar of Liam's shirt, gave it a good twist, and shoved him across the threshold and slammed his back against the white wall. Liam looked back at him in pure shock.
"You wrinkled my shirt!" He spat.
"Where is she?" Toby hissed.
"Where is who?"
"Don't play dumb with me. Where is Yvonne taking Spencer?"
"Oh," a twisted smirk spread across the man's face. "What makes you think that my girlfriend would want anything to do with your problematic girl?"
Toby's right fist connected right with his jaw. Liam groaned and held his now throbbing jaw. Again, Toby clenched his collar and slammed him roughly against the wall.
"What is Yvonne planning? You're not seriously standing there trying to tell me that you don't know anything. First, you got with Spencer. Then, Yvonne came after me. What do you two have planned?" When Liam didn't saw a word, Toby clenched his hand around Liam's neck.
"Talk," he said in a low, threatening voice.
"Alright," Liam coughed. Toby removed his hand from around Liam's neck, but still held his collar.
"I don't know exactly what Yvonne has planned. All that I know is Yvonne wanted to take Spencer back to the beginning. That's where she plans to end it."
"Take her back?" Toby questioned. "Take her back to the ending of what?"
"Of the story," Liam said like it was obvious. "Of Bethany's story."
"Radley," Alison said. "She took Spencer to Radley. That's where Bethany's story began, so that's where Yvonne wants to end it."
Toby's eyes went wide, "we have to go." He let go of Liam's collar. "Ezra, you keep an eye on Liam to make sure he doesn't call Yvonne to warn her about us coming."
"Alright," Ezra nodded.
A sharp shooting pain shot up the left side of her body when she was tossed down on the ground. She could hear footsteps around her, but didn't know who they all belonged to. It's a big chilly and windy, so she's guessing they're outside somewhere. When she sniffed, the air smelled like rain.
"Alright, you can take the blindfold off now," Yvonne instructed.
Spencer flinched when a pair of hands reached out to untie the blindfold that was shielding her vision. At first, the figure in front of her appeared blurry. She had to blink a couple of times before she was able to identify the person in front of her. A deep gasp escaped between her lips.
"Mona."
A soft smile played across the girl's face, "I bet you were surprised to see me."
"What are you…" Spencer began angrily. "You're helping her? After everything we've been through, how could you do this?"
Mona opened her mouth to speak but Yvonne shoved her aside.
"Don't blame her. She was just simply following orders," Yvonne said.
Spencer snapped her eyes in Yvonne's direction, "who are you? Why are you doing all of this?"
"I'm getting to that and I promise to answer all of your questions," Yvonne said. "But if you want answers and reasons, I'm going to need you to shut up and pay attention. Mona," Yvonne motioned to her.
Spencer noticed Mona hand something to Yvonne. While they exchanged a few words, Spencer took the time to look at her surroundings. She's on the rooftop at Radley. They must've figured out a way to get her up here without other people getting suspicious. But, why had the brought her here? When she looked over to her right, she could see her purse lying just a few feet away from her. That's strange. Did they bring her purse up here? If Spencer could find a way to just free her hands, she can get her phone out of her bag.
Yvonne came back over with a picture of two girls. One had blonde hair and one had dark hair. One of the girls looked slightly older than the other. Spencer guessed that the blonde girl is Bethany.
"Do you know who these people are?" Yvonne asked.
"I'm guessing it's Bethany and some other girl."
"Not just any other girl," Yvonne cackled evilly. "That little girl in the photo next to Bethany. That young, sweet, innocent girl with pink ribbons in her hair. That's me."
"Okay," Spencer said. "I got it. You were a friend of Bethany's, but was all of this really necessary?"
"You stupid, insensitive bitch," Yvonne hissed. "Bethany wasn't just a friend to me. She was my sister!"
Now, that Spencer did not know. She looked at the girl standing in front of her in pure shock. It was in that moment Spencer realized that she did not know who Yvonne Phillips was. That is not the woman she had not too pleasant encounters with. This girl was a complete stranger to her.
"Wait, Bethany could not have been your sister. She was Bethany Young and your last name is Phillips."
"Yes, people know me as Yvonne Phillips. When I was a baby, my biological parents put me up for adoption. Bethany's parents adopted me and Bethany became my sister. Right from the moment we met, she and I got along like aces. Bethany was the only real family I've ever had. We understood each other and always stood by each other. When Bethany turned nine and I was five, they sent her to a mental hospital. She was sent here," Yvonne paused to look around.
"Radley. I would visit Bethany whenever I could. The nurses all saw her as a troublemaker, but I saw her as a person who just wanted a chance at a real life. It's not much of life being forced to live behind these four walls. I'm sure you can relate to that."
A strange feeling made it's way into Spencer's stomach. She looked down at the ground and almost wanted to nod. She did know how it felt to be locked in here. In fact, she still had nightmares about it.
Yvonne continued, "Bethany told me all about Charles, Charlotte, Cece. Whatever name that bitch went by. She told me they used to be friends, but something went down between them. Things changed when Charles decided to become Charlotte. I think Bethany liked Charles and didn't want him to change."
"No, what happened is, Bethany put Charles in an awkward position," Spencer spat. "It was because of your sister Toby lost his mom. Bethany pushed her and made it seem like Charles did it. Then Miss. D got involved and everything all went downhill from there."
All of a sudden, Yvonne started laughing, "is that what that bitch told you? Bethany told me a whole different story. She only did what Charles wanted her to do. He asked her to help him get rid of Marion and that's what she did."
"He didn't mean push her off the roof!"
"Whatever," Yvonne waved her off. "Things between Bethany and Charlotte shifted. A lot of tension grew between them. It got even worse when Miss. D got involved. That bitch really thought she could weasel her way in by pretending to care about Bethany? She only did that to keep Bethany's mouth shut about Charles being Charlotte and the fact that she was jumping my daddy's bones."
Spencer flinched at those words. She can't really blame either of them for being upset about that. Miss. D also had an affair with her own father. That was one of the reasons Spencer refused to ever speak to him again. Spencer looked up when a thought crossed her mind.
"You killed Miss. Dilaurentis, didn't you?"
"Oh," Yvonne smirked. "You really are the smart one, aren't you?
"Okay, so Bethany was your sister, but that still doesn't justify why you've been doing all of this."
"Be patient Spencer. I'll get to the part where you come in and soon will end," Yvonne leaned against the brick wall. "Flash forward a couple of years to the night of your little slumber party. I only did what my sister never got to do. That was to get rid of Miss. Dilaurentis for good. Bethany was so smart and had the whole thing planned out. She dressed up in the close that Miss. D dropped off for Charlotte. She snuck out and crept around their backyard. She would've gotten away with it if you and your sister hadn't gotten in her way."
Yvonne flashed her eyes dangerously at Spencer. She unearthed a gun from underneath her jacket and started playing with it. Spencer looked over at Mona who had said nothing but looked like she had a lot to say. Part of her wanted to scream that it was all Mona, but she couldn't. Letting Mona get killed wouldn't make anything better.
"Your sister saw Bethany lying there on the dirt covered ground," Yvonne said, her emotions began to rise. "Instead of calling for help, she decided to bury her. Your sister could've saved her, you know? But no," Yvonne chuckled, shaking her head. "She decided to fucking bury her in order to protect her fucking little sister!"
Yvonne walked the few feet between them and squatted down in front of her. Spencer yelped when Yvonne gripped her by the routs of her hair and tugged hard on it. She tilted Spencer's head up forcing her to meet the girls eyes.
"My sister is dead because of you," Yvonne hissed, running the tip of the gun along Spencer's temple.
Spencer swallowed and tried to keep her tears at bay. She can't cry. Not now. Not in front of those two. She won't allow. God, she wished Toby was here. He would be able to save her right now.
"Since my sister is dead because of your sister," Yvonne started. "I thought of a fun little way to get payback. Getting the cops to look back into Bethany's case didn't do the trick. It didn't give me closure, but this can. Your sister killed my sister, so I'm going to get justice by killing hers. I like to call it, a sister for a sister. Huh? What do you think it's brilliant right? Of course, it's brilliant. I'm going to kill you," Yvonne said with a twisted smile.
"I'm going to kill Melissa Hasting's sister because she killed mine. I had to get rid of Jason because he got suspicious of me the second he saw me check into at this hotel. I had to get rid of Charlotte as well, so she wouldn't blade to her sister about me. And now, it's your turn to go. I guess poor Toby won't have his pretty little wife to live happily ever after with after all."
"Now," Yvonne clicked the gun and held it against the side of Spencer's head. "Any last snappy remarks you need to get out before your brain gets smeared all over this roof top?"
Spencer shut her eyes tightly waiting for death to come. This is it. This is the end. Her life will end here. She won't get married. She won't live on with Toby. She won't have kids with Toby and raise them in that beautiful house he planned on building for them. Spencer didn't feel sorry for herself. She felt sorry for Toby. Hopefully, someday, he will find the strength to forget about her and move on.
"No!"
Spencer's eyes flew open at the sound of Mona's voice. Mona flung herself at Yvonne and pushed her out of the way. The gun went off, but the bullet didn't hit Spencer. Instead, it flew right past her and shattered right through a door. While Yvonne worked on getting herself back up, Mona freed Spencer's hand.
"Bitch!" Yvonne shoved Mona so hard that her head slammed into the brick wall.
That caused Mona to fall and pace out on the ground. Spencer looked down in horror at the small girl lying on the ground with dark, red liquid leaking out the back of her head. Spencer knew she didn't have much time before Yvonne shot her.
Screech! The tires on Toby's car came to a sudden halt when Toby stopped the car outside The Radley Hotel. He jumped out of the driver's seat and flew through the building faster than he's ever ran in his life. He could hear the footsteps of his friends trailing close behind him, but never bothered to look back. Right now, his main focus is getting to Spencer before it's too late.
"Hurry!" Aria shouted from behind.
"I'm trying!" Hanna groaned. "Do you know how hard it is to run in heels?"
"Hanna, take off your shoes and move!" Alison shouted.
They all raced up the stairs and finally got to the stairs that lead to the roof. Only thirteen more steps to Spencer. Toby got half way up the stairs, but paused when he heard the horrifying sound of a gunshot. The other's paused behind him and stood puzzled. Somebody just got shot, but who?
Cliffhanger! Who just got shot? Were they able to make it and save Spencer on time or were they too late? Was Mona working against them the whole time or with them? You have to wait and see. Thank you for reading and please, don't forget to review. Especially considering this was a pretty big chapter.