Totally Inappropriate:
The young woman's eyes began to flutter open, their mind trying to push them out of the dark fog that lingered around them and instead taking in their new surroundings they were based in.
The white walls and green tiled flooring below covered the small room she was situated in, opposite where she was laying down on a large white bed was also a large window, but the blinds were down on it, just like the blinds were down on the doors to the right of her.
She could just make out that it must have been evening time. It looked dark out. Or maybe it was during the early morning sunrise. Whatever it was and wherever she was. The sheer panic she felt to be waking up in an unfamiliar environment, as well as the pain her body felt was enough to cause her stomach to drop suddenly.
Hundreds of questons flooded through her, wanting to know why she was here, what had happened, why she was laying in a bed in the middle of a hospital room, silence around her apart from the heart rate monitor beside her, that was already beginning to annoy her and the sound of her heart beating rapidly caused more panic to come over her.
The woman blinked a few times, trying to focus properly on what was going on here and fight off all the uneasiness she felt. Slowly she looked down at her right arm, seeing an IV drip going into her skin, with some form of liquid drug inside that she was sure knew was trying to fight off the pain she felt.
What had happened to her? Why was she here?
It had been a long time since she had been in the hospital. A very long time.
She began to freak out, overthinking every horrible situation she could as to why she had ended up here. Her first initial thought was that she had drunk herself to death nearly, that she had relapsed over some matter. But right now, she had no clue what that reason would be and why it would make her do something so stupid.
Nothing was making sense in her mind. It was making her feel more awful than she felt. Her heart rate was picking up the more her body flooded with anxiety, her fight and flight trying to protect her from the danger she felt about being in the hospital room alone.
Right now, she needed a distraction from how she was feeling. It was too much. She needed to find out what was going on and why she was even here.
Her eyes spotted a card and a teddy bear sat on a small wooden table to the left of her. Mustering up as enough energy she could and also fighting off the pain she felt erupt over her sides when she brought her arms up to grab the objects.
Holding the bear under her arm, she took a hold of the note off the front of the pair and slowly opened it up, shock and fear coming over her almost instantly when she saw what the note said, everything slowly began to make sense to her and the reasons why she was lying in a hospital bed feeling how she did.
Stop pretending to be a good girl when we all know the real you. Next time it will more than a bump to the head - A
How the hell did -A? Alison? Holbrook? Whoever it was even get inside her hospital room and be able to leave these two items here.
Carly felt sick to her stomach to think -A had done to this to her. She suddenly remembered the accident. The bright lights. The sheer panic she felt. It was just like she felt now. The impact of the crash. Being left there alone. The darkness taking over her.
Screwing up the note in her hands, she made her hand into a fist with the note still tight in her hand. The tears began to prick her eyes. Never in her life had she been made to feel so attacked and hopeless. This was so awful.
Thankfully the sound of the door opening, brought her attention away from her fears and instead on the man she wanted to see out of anyone appear from behind it. He was dressed in his usual attire when he was working, the white lab coat and green theatre suit, his glasses tucked into the top of his top and what differed was the concerned expression that had fell on his face to see her.
"Carly." John, her Dad, said closing up the door and coming over to the side of her bed.
"Dad." Carly burst into tears, relieved to see him, but also terrified as what had happened to her and what would happen when she was out.
-A was so on to her now.
"It's ok, shhh," John tried to calm her down, grabbing hold of her hand and squeezing it, knowing how hard this was going to be for her on her anxiety, waking up here after the terrible accident, "you're ok now. You're safe here."
Carly knew that was far from the truth. -A had left her note on the side of her hospital bed. She wasn't safe. -A could just walk right in and leave it for her. It could have been worse. They could have tried to kill her right there and then.
Instead, she decided to focus on the pain rather the emotions, "It hurts. So bad. I don't get what happened."
"I know it's hard to get your head around, but you'll be back to your old self in a few weeks," He explained to her, hating seeing her like this, but he had to be there for her more than ever before, "You're going to be fine."
"You promise?" She asked him hopeful, all her optimism and positivity had gone.
Carly was terrified right now.
"Of course," John flashed her a light smile, wanting his daughter to get through this, he would do anything to make sure she would, "Come here."
Pulling her closer to him, Carly slowly wrapped her arms around his body and suddenly winced when pain erupted over her front, "Ouch."
Backing away from the embrace, John glanced down at his daughter with a sympathetic smile, knowing full well why she was feeling pain like she was and probably wasn't the best idea to get her to move a lot.
"Sorry, Carls."
"Dad," Carly looked down at her body, realising she hadn't found out what injuries, aside from emotionally, she had endured, "What's wrong with me?"
"Nothing too serious, don't worry," John assured her, taking a seat down on the side of her bed, "a few bruised ribs, a graze on your head and a few scratches. But you were so lucky to not get off worse, Carls."
"You mean I've not broken anything or nothing internal?" She asked, somewhat surprised.
This pain was unbearable, she couldn't imagine if it had been worse, Carly would have been screaming and kicking.
"Nothing at all," He smiled at her lightly, "You're going to be fine. Just a few days rest and you'll be well on the way to recovery."
Forcing a smile onto her lips, she was the one to grab hold of his hand this time and squeezed it lightly, thankful and grateful to have him here. Carly would have hated any other doctor to have to treat her or support her other than her Dad. He always made her feel better and got her to look at things in a different way.
Maybe he was right, she had got off lucky and it could have been worse.
She wanted to believe so hard that it wasn't -A, but part of her knew it had to be. But she wouldn't tell him that. He didn't need to know about -A just yet. Plus she could already imagine he was worrying about how her anxiety would be after this accident.
Carly wouldn't let it win, just like she wouldn't let -A win however afraid she was, Carly was going to punish -A just like they deserved to be. Now Alison was locked away, it all lead back to Holbrook, either being her helper or being -A himself.
She was going to prove that.
Jason began to flick through some paperwork and files his Dad had left out on his desk at the office. After everything that had happened last night, Kenneth, hadn't managed to come into work today, which left Jason having to come in for him and carry on what ever needed to be done in his absence.
The man was stressed out and shocked that this had happened, but unaware that Jason's information had been the real reason as to why Alison had been took away by the cops last night, arrested for the murder of Mona and god know's who else.
As much as Jason was confused and angered by this whole mess, his mind was occupied more with worry about someone else. He had heard the news about the car accident happening down his road when he kept seeing flashing blue lights out of his window hours after the cops had left with Alison.
Jason wanted to know what was going on and if it had anything to do with the case, because in a town like this, new evidence and twists always occured after something was slowly getting solved. He began to wonder whether they had found another body or something much worse.
Heading out of his front door, Jason headed up the track toward's where the incident was occurring. As he grew closer to it, he could make out two cop cars, a fire truck and an ambulance. Whatever had happened here must have been pretty serious.
It wasn't until he grew closer to it and came to a halt in front of the police tape, not letting him progress any further that his eyes set on the crumbled up car in front of a tree trunk. The car looked so oddly familiar, that when Jason twigged as to who's it was and what must have happened, he felt sick.
It was Carly's car. He had started to recognise the number plate after growing closer with her. It had to be her. But there was no signs of the girl around. Maybe they had already taken her body in another ambulance or worse maybe she was dead.
He had to find out. Jason couldn't just let this slide. He needed to know if she was hurt or what was going on with her.
Jason had called a cop over to him, explaining that he lived up the road and wanted to know what had happened here tonight. The cop informed him that a young girl crashed tonight, but she's in hospital and going to be fine. Jason felt his stomach drop in relief that she was going to be ok. But it didn't make him feel at ease that this had happened to her.
Nor that he couldn't go see her at the hospital, be there for her and comfort her through this horrific time. There was no way he was going to be able to. Her Dad worked there. No doubt he'd be the one over seeing her and being with her as much as he could. There was no way Jason could just turn up.
Her Dad would be furious, not only at him, but his daughter also that they were in talks again and also involved with one another. Jason couldn't go see her. It was far too risky. But it didn't make him feel better knowing she had crashed near his house and he couldn't even let her know he wanted to be there for her.
It wasn't like he could even send her a text or call her. No doubt her Dad would be guarding her phone and the rest of her belongings until she was out and better again.
That was the whole reason why he had been so stressed and on edge that day. He thought work could be a good distraction from how he was feeling, but in all honestly it was just making him overthink everything to do with Alison and Carly.
Ashley Marin, Hanna's Mom, and also someone who worked with Jason's Mom, Jessica, at the real estate business, was also in the office with him today, helping Jason with the work and sorting through Jessica's things.
After witnessing how distressed Jason looked, Ashley jumped to her feet and tried to make a conversation with him, knowing he was probably struggling with what was going on with his sister and also his own problems.
"So I opened everything that looks work-related and I just figured eventually I would forward your mother's mail to you."
"Thanks." Jason responded, when she came to stand near him and he closed the file in his hand, relieved he could just talk to someone rather than be consumed by his own thoughts, "So how's Hanna?"
"She's focusing on the future," Ashley informed him, somewhat proudly, "She's actually leaving later today for a weekend away at Ballard College. It's a big decision."
"Look's like you've made one too," Jason commented, a little more bitterly than intended, but his mood was getting the better of him today, "I'm guessing since you're faxing out your resumé."
"Yeah," She nodded slowly, feeling bad and awkward he had to find out like that, "I saw something that looked potentially interesting and I thought I should..."
"You leave and I'm stuck working with some stranger," He began to express his concerns, wanting her to rethink this, "someone who'll ask a lot of questions about my family."
"I have a few about your sister myself," Ashley informed him, causing Jason to sigh lightly at this whole mess, "Honestly, Jason, maybe you would be better of just starting fresh with someone new here."
The woman began to wonder back over to her desk, feeling like things were getting a little too tense now and Ashley didn't want to upset him when he was going through such a hard time. She could see how stressed he looked.
"I don't agree," Jason told her, laying the files down on the edge of his desk and looking at Ashley, "Is there anything I can say to get you to stay for one month? Just till I feel confident enough to say that I belong here and really believe it."
Ashley stared back at him, unsure of even how to respond to that, part of her felt sorry for the guy and the other just wanted to be out of all of this already. It was so exhausting for her as a mother of one of the girl's involved.
"I don't know, Jason."
"I get it," He nodded slightly, before he picked up the files again and headed over to the filing cabinet, "Did you hear about the accident near mine last night?"
"Oh yes, I did," Ashley responded, thankful Jason was moving on from this subject, "it was that new cop, wasn't it? Carly Monroe."
"Yeah that's the one." Jason kept his head turned from her, not wanting to show how he really felt about the mention of the girl that meant the world to him.
"Must have been awful for her," She continued on, remembering her from when she dropped Hanna home that night for drinking, but Ashley decided not to mention that out of embarrassment and it would surely be triggering for Jason, "never any good news in this town."
"I know," Jason agreed, filing away some files now, trying to hold it together, when all he wanted to do was storm out the office and run to the hospital to be with her, "but she's in safe hands most probably. Her Dad works at the hospital."
"Oh," Ashley was taken back slightly at how much Jason seemed to know, "does he? You know about her?"
"Uh she's a few years younger than me," He found himself mentally hitting himself for dropping himself in it slightly, now he had to cover his tracks and make it out like he didn't really know her, "everyone know's everyone in this town."
Before Ashley could quiz him any further on the matter or even just move on from this, the telephone's around the office began to ring out, causing her to lean forward and retrieve the call from her desk, whilst Jason was busy looking at the files in the corner of the room.
"Uh, no, Alison," Ashley spoke out loud after a while, causing Jason to stop in his tracks when he realised it was his sister on the other end, "It's Hannah's mom."
"Mrs Marin," Alison greeted her from the other end, her voice was sad and desperate, "is my brother there?"
"Your brother?"
Jason's head turned to look at Ashley, he gave her a look as to say 'no', he didn't want to speak to Alison. The guilt and sadness he felt about what happened was too much. There was no way he was going to keep going over the same stuff with her. He had to move forward.
"Can I speak with him, please?"
"He's..." Ashley paused, looking at Jason, who shook his head once again, before turning back around, "...not able to do this right now. Can you call back tomorrow?"
"I need to talk to him." Alison demanded, close to tears.
"I'm sorry, Alison," The woman felt so guilty for doing this to her, but she had to follow what Jason wanted, "You'll have to call back another time."
Before Alison could press further and Ashley could feel more guilty, Ashley slammed the phone back down on the handle and looked at Jason. He slowly turned back round to her with a sorrow look on his face.
"Please don't make me do that again."
"Saying no is not as hard as taking the call." Jason explained why he couldn't talk to his sister.
"Have you seen her since..."
"Once," He informed her, earlier this morning he had gone to see her, but he would never go back, now it was gone midday, he knew his father would be making more visits through out it, but Jason wouldn't be coming along, "I can't go back. I can't even look at her now without thinking she might've had something to do with what happened to my Mom."
Laying in the hospital bed, Carly stared out at the window a few yards away from her, the sun was shining bright in the sky and she wanted nothing more than to climb out of bed, head outside and walk about in it.
No matter how exhausted she felt and how much pain she was in, Carly really hated staying cooped up inside all day long and particularly stuck in bed with nothing to do, but watch people walk past the window and coming to check on her throughout the day.
Her Dad was suppose to be coming back shortly to sit with her through some police questioning, which Carly really wasn't in the mood for and was quite anxious about. She was so use to being on the other side of the questions, the person asking them and figuring out what the victim or suspect really meant.
But now she was going to be the one not knowing what they'll ask, how she was going to cover her tracks about her real reasons behind going down the DiLaurentis road, knowing her Dad was already probably fretting over the same thing.
Yet as much as she was fed up of laying there and nervous about the cops coming in, Carly's mind kept flickering to Jason. She was worried about him, how he was doing with all of the Alison situation and how he was coping with regards to her. She didn't even know if he knew about her situation and if he did, Carly hoped he would be doing ok and not worrying too much about her.
She wanted him there beside her in the bed more than anything, bringing her flowers and a cute card, cuddling up to her and stroking her hair, letting her sleep when she needed the rest and making her laugh when she felt fearful when her mind flash backed to the situation.
But that would never happen. It was way out of ever being possible. Her Dad would never allow it. It would risk everything him showing up here and being there the way she wanted. All she could do was hope he was alright and that she would see him once she was better.
The sound of the door opening broke her out of her thoughts and in came her Dad, followed by two cops that she recognised from the station. Two that she hadn't had much interaction with, so it didn't make her feel at ease whatsoever that they didn't really know her.
John pulled up a chair and came to sit beside his daughter's hospital bed, whilst the two male cops stood at the end of the bed, one of them had got a notebook out of their inner jacket, along with a pen ready to write down some notes on her answers.
Carly knew the procedure and she just wanted to get it over with.
"Hi, Carly, I don't think we've full met before," One of them began, both of them presenting friendly smiles, but it still wasn't enough to ease her anxious mind, "I'm officer Williams and this is officer Snow."
"We've come here today just to ask some questions regarding the crash last night," The other, officer Snow explained, "It's just a police procedure, as you are most probably aware we have to do these things."
"We know that you're not feeling your best and probably still in shock about what happened," Officer Williams took over, "so if there's anything you can't feel you can answer because of how you're feeling or anything you want to know that you're unsure of then let us know."
"Ok." Carly nodded slowly, looking over at her Dad for reassurance and then back at the officers.
"Great, well," Williams looked over at Snow, urging him to start the questionings, "let's stall shall we..."
"So what were you doing yesterday leading up to the event?" Snow asked her first.
"Um, well I was at work most of yesterday," Carly began, leaving out the part where she had actually been with Jason at his house, "I had an afternoon shift, so I was finishing later on in the evening. We had some new information brought in a few minutes before I was due to clock off,"
The officer was writing down everything she was saying, knowing that job too well herself,
"so I went with Lieutenant Tanner to carry out the investigation, then by the time that was done I was finished for the day. So I clocked off and got in my car."
"Ok," Williams nodded, then finished what he was writing, "But you never headed home? Your car was found 10 minutes away from your apartment address."
"That is correct," She nodded her head this time, feeling the pressure starting to mount slightly, "I saw some cop cars pass by on my way home and I recognised one of them as Tanner's. The inner detective in me wanted to find out what was going on, so I followed them to the lead."
"And so you headed down there and then what happened?" Snow quizzed her for more.
"I saw that Tanner and the rest of the cop cars were coming back up as I had just got down there. I thought I better turn around and follow them back to the station," Carly explained, knowing this was far from the truth, but she couldn't say her real reasons for being there, her Dad would go crazy,
"I really wanted to know what the new lead was or if they had carried out the arrest they were planning on."
"And then?" Williams pressed.
"And then...car lights...from the opposite direction came out of nowhere," She found her stomach dropping when she retold the story, the sheer panic she felt when it all occurred hit her, her hands began to sweat and her heart began to pound,
"They were on full beam. I could hardly see anything. The more they grew closer, the more I had to squint and look away," Carly began to feel tears hitting her eyes, she hated crying in front of people, she didn't want to be weak anymore,
"I couldn't see anything."
Upon seeing Carly beginning to get in a state, John grabbed his daughter's hand and squeezed it reassuringly, whilst the two officers decided to take a more relaxed approach, not wanting her to get more distressed.
"Are you ok to continue?" Snow asked her, before she slowly nodded back in response, "so the lights shining in front of you made you crash? It wasn't anyone coming into contact with you?"
"No," Carly shook her head slightly, before a light frown formed on her face, "but the other driver came racing towards me like they wanted to hit me. I didn't want to crash directly into them, so I swerved out of the way and went straight into a tree."
"Ok," Both of them nodded, Williams writing down what she had told them, as he continued to question her, "And this other driver, did you recognise them?"
"No." She shook her head again, "I couldn't see anyone at all. Just these bright lights."
"Do you have any idea who could have been driving the car?" Snow pressed.
"I have no idea." Carly lied.
John gave her hand another squeeze, causing her to look over at her Dad with a forced smile, glad to have him by her side through this horrible time. But it was also a reminder to her of what he did not know about her life.
He didn't know about Holbrook's threats, -A, Alison, Jason or that she was close to Spencer. John was so oblivious to it. It made her feel so guilty. But it was better this way. John couldn't know about those side of her.
He would so get her out of town and far away from all this. Carly didn't want that. She wanted to be in Rosewood working as a detective and she wanted to be with Jason, as well as help the girls.
Carly was staying put, just like she was in this hospital bed for the rest of the night.
Shutting up his car door, Jason locked up the car and headed toward's the front door of the house he had driven to after spending a long day stuck in the office. He really didn't fancy being alone tonight in some hotel in town, since his father had kicked him out earlier this morning and had urged him not to return.
Plus it was too risky to go to Carly's apartment for a few days. Her Dad could pop in any minute to check in on the place or gather some of her things to bring to the hospital. It was best he stayed away from everyone.
Last night he had and he had hardly got any sleep. Jason had stayed away most of the night tossing and turning, thinking if dropping Alison in like that was the right thing to do, hoping that Carly was going to be ok and also that he was going to be able to cope with all of this.
He had his own struggles. The alcoholism inside of him never went away, no matter how hard he tried. It was always there urging him to drink whenever he was alone. The drug side of him had calmed down a lot over the years, particularly after one incident that changed everything and he swore never again to touch any kinds of that stuff.
But alcohol it was different. Alcohol was easy to get and a quick release. Jason didn't want to be at home by himself or even with Kenneth around. He needed to keep his mind occupied and focused on something else.
Knocking lightly at the Marin household, Jason took a step back slightly and looked down at the file in his hand. Ashley had left him to go home for the night around two hours ago, but Jason had stayed and had decided to come over to seek her help with something he had found after she had left.
Plus it was going to be a massive distraction from his own thoughts and keep himself busy with someone who wouldn't judge him. Also he needed to still persuade her to stay working with him.
After a few moments, the door opened up and Ashley appeared behind, surprised to see Jason behind it, "I didn't expect you to be home,"
He told her, looking down at the files in his hand and then back up at her friendly face, "I was just gonna leave these."
"Oh what are they?" Ashley asked, interested to see what Jason had wanted to show her.
"Just some paperwork," Jason informed her, "but some of it didn't make sense. We have a tenant whose lease expired three years ago."
"I'm happy to take a look at it and see if I can sort it out." She offered with a warm smile.
"Great." Jason nodded, happy she would be on board.
"Do you want me to drop it off to your house tomorrow or..."
"I'm not staying at home," He informed her, somewhat sadly, "I'm staying at the Edgewood. Oh. My father made it very clear I'm not welcome since my sister...left."
"Why?" Ashley asked, confused why Kenneth would do this.
That man had already put Jason through enough over the years.
"Probably because I'm the one who got her arrested." Jason confessed.
Feeling shocked and saddened for the man in front of her, Ashley pulled open the door a little more and ushered him inside, "Have you eaten?"
"Uh no," He answered her, realising she wanted him to come in, so he slowly wondered inside and allowed her to shut the door behind him, "I haven't."
"Come on through," Ashley began her way toward's the kitchen, wanting Jason to follow her in which he did, "we can look over that file."
Carly had just finished a tub of fruit the hospital cater had brought to her a while ago, along with some soup and bread, that she had tried to eat but she just wasn't hungry. Everywhere in her body ache. She was tired. Carly was anxious and freaking out. But most of all she was lonely and missing Jason more than ever.
Her Dad was now undergoing his shift for the rest of the night, since he had been looking after her for the past twenty four hours, his boss had urged him to go home and rest, but John had reassured him once he had finished the rest of his shift today and made sure his daughter was ok before she slept tonight, then he would head home and be back as soon as possible the next morning.
But apart from her Dad, Carly wasn't expecting anyone else aside from the nurses to check on her. She didn't really have any friends here. Brooke probably didn't even know what had happened to her and it would be pointless of her to come all this way when she would probably be discharged by the next day.
So it completely through Carly when she saw Spencer enter her hospital room a few minutes later, a sheepish smile on the teenagers face when she saw Carly's confused one from the hospital bed she was sat up in.
"Spencer," Carly said, surprised to see her, as she pushed the fruit pot away from her and laid her hands on her lap, "What are you doing here?"
"I heard about the accident," Spencer told her, coming over to the side of the bed and taking a seat down on the chair John had been in and out of all day, "I thought I better come check on you."
"Is everything ok?" Carly asked, when she stared back at Spencer and could see the girl looked upset.
"Uh it's nothing," The teenager brushed it off, wiping under eyes, worried she had left some tear stains, "just Toby drama."
"Oh no," Carly felt more tense at the mention of the cop who had integrated yesterday and still didn't like her, the whole reason she had wanted to go be with Jason so she could rant away to him, "Want to talk about it? I could do with ranting about him."
"Oh no it's fine," Spencer shook her head, not wanting to go into what the argument with her boyfriend had been about, Carly couldn't know about it, "I am sorry he still hasn't warmed up to you."
"It's fine."
"So I've come to see how you are," Spencer wanted to get back on track as to why she came, instead of focusing on her drama's, "you look better than expected."
"Well thank you, I think ," She smiled back at her lightly, not knowing whether to take that as a compliment or not, but she did know that Spencer had probably come here more for the sake of finding out why the crash had happened,"but I get it. You want to know what happened."
"Did something happen?" Spencer began, looking between Cary's body and then her face, "I mean aside from the crash, but did something happen to you?"
"I was in a car accident, Spencer," Carly reminded her, wanting to play this cool and not reveal too much, only her concerns for -A, "the other driver tried to come at me and I swerved out of the way."
"This was around the same time Alison got arrested, right?" Spencer presumed.
"Yes," She nodded lightly, "but that doesn't mean I don't think this was -A."
"Why?" Spencer asked, a little surprised Carly actually thought -A could do this to her, things still didn't make sense as to why -A would target Carly, but they all thought Alison was -A and she was pretty occupied in hand cuffs at the time of the crash, "Alison couldn't have done this."
"I know," Carly agreed with her, but this person who had tried to hurt her wasn't going to back down, "but the other driver wasn't going to stop until I got hurt. They were there for a reason, maybe not to hurt me, but when they saw that I was there, they took the chance."
"Why?" Spencer needed to find out more, she couldn't let this slide now -A her possibly purposely tried to hurt Carly, "why would they want to harm you?"
"Because -A is out to get me just as much they are out to get all of you," Carly explained to her, a lump forming in her throat, "if Alison was arrested last night when the crash happened, then she had to have someone working with or we know for sure now that someone else is -A."
A = Holbrook.
"Ok," Spencer nodded, understanding why she would think that, because they believed also that Alison must have had someone working with her, after what had happened to them last night also, "I can see your point. We all agree. Something happened to us too after Alison was arrested."
"What? What happened?" Carly asked worried.
Had this been why Toby and Spencer had fallen out?
"Just some crazy fireworks display from -A that sent a message to us," Spencer kept it brief, causing Carly to frown back at how crooked -A was to do that, "but that doesn't matter, because right now, I need to know why -A would do this to you."
Carly looked back at her, uncertain of how honest she wanted to be with the teenager, when she had vowed to herself never to talk about her past to anyone who did not know. But since coming to town she had regrettably informed Holbrook and was now even contemplating telling Spencer some of her secrets.
The secrets that might make Toby trust her and also give Spencer a clear message as to why -A would target Carly too.
"The summer Alison went missing, I did some pretty reckless things," Carly explained to her, her voice quiet and sad as she briefly confessed, "reckless things that no one would ever believe I would be capable of."
"Like what?" Spencer questioned further, seeing how much it took for her to open about it.
It had to be pretty serious and had been hard on her to act this way about it.
Carly kept up such a guard all the time.
Her eyes flickered down to her lap, unsure of how much she wanted to reveal now, that had took much out of her just to say that. But now Spencer was urging her further than Carly would have wanted.
"Stupid things, stupid choices," Carly answered, that guard still there and overpowering, "stupid people I hung around with. Bad mistakes. Bad consequences."
"We've all been there." Spencer tried to assure her that it was ok to her the truth.
"I know," She nodded slowly, knowing all the hardship Spencer had been through over the years, her own drug struggles and trip to Radley, "but I've grown up since then. But -A can't seem to understand that."
"-A doesn't get anything."
"Holbrook doesn't get it," Carly corrected her, suggesting her theory once again, "I'm convinced it's him, Spencer. He went to Alison for dirt on me and I told him something personal months back. It makes sense to me that he's -A."
"I can see where you are coming from," Spencer nodded, but she still wasn't sure it was him, "Hanna's gone to track him down and question him."
"Really?" She was surprised to hear this, Hanna was a lot braver than she felt right now.
But Carly was determined to not let her fears ruin her chances of pushing him back off his pedestal.
"Yeah," The teenager said, before she looked down at the watch on her hand, "I should probably head back now before visiting hours end."
"Uh yeah," Carly sent her a small smile, as Spencer climbed up from the seat, "thanks for coming."
"No problem," Spencer assured her, "I'll work on Toby. He should come around soon. Thanks for telling me about what happened and your past. But you really don't have to hide anything from me."
"Trust me, I would love to open up to you, but I just can't," Carly explained, tears starting to prick her eyes and she swallowed away the lump in her throat, "it's too complicated and messy."
"I get it," Spencer knew the feeling, "but we're a team now. So I'll be all ears when you're ready. Get better soon."
"Thanks, Spencer."
"Have you seen Jason?"
Carly frowned back at her, trying to hide her embarrassment and uneasiness, but her cheeks were already starting to flush and her heart was beating so hard in her chest, more than it had when Spencer had first got there.
"Sorry," Spencer shook her head, a nervous laugh following after, "totally inappropriate."
Going over to the door, the teenager put her hand down on the handle, wanting to leave and get rid of her embarrassment for totally intruding on Carly's life again, just like she had just by coming here.
"No," Carly called out, just as Spencer pulled open the door, causing her to stop for a moment, looking back at the woman in the bed, "I haven't."
Carly didn't know what came over her, but she felt like she could trust Spencer with the whole Jason thing. He was her half brother. They shared the same blood. They had confided in each other before. Carly confided in both of them all the time. Carly could trust Spencer not to spread the information round like wildfire, because she knew it was Jason on the line too.
Nodding back at Carly, Spencer gave her a small smile and then slipped out of the hospital room, leaving Carly to sink down on her hospital bed and sigh to herself at how messy this situation was. But more than anything she wanted Jason here with her.
Author note: Ahhh Carly managed to survive! Of course I wouldn't kill her off, she still has to be with Jason, get pay back to Holbrook and find out who -A is!
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Oh my god, *SPOILERS* but have you guys seen the promo for next week's PLL? Oh my god, Jason! His hair. I kind of like it. It so suits him. I can't wait to see next week's episode now and to see what his and Aria's little secret is going to be ahhhh.
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