Liar Till The End
Lies, lies, lies... they are so exquisite, so easy to pronounce... they grow in you, they become you, all you... all you will ever be... and, no matter what you do, you cannot get rid of them. They haunt you, even when you're dead...
"Oh GOD!" Spencer almost throws up when she enters into the crime scene and see the cadaver of her new case. Mike is not shocked about her reaction, this crime scene is sick...
"Forensics, tell us. What do we have here...?" Mike says while he lends a tissue to Spencer, so she can cover her mouth and nose. The brunette is thankful by the gesture, the smell is unbearable...
"By the smell, the texture of the skin and the temperature of the body. My guess, it's that he died 3 days ago..." The forensic leader of the team says to the detectives that are looking around the apartment...
"There are no broken windows, or, signs of a forced entry by the door..." Mike tries to see if the culprit left something behind, but, till now the work seems to be very clean...
"Could it be that the culprit knew the victim and had a way to get in?" Spencer knows that she shouldn't presume anything, but, if there's no evidence that someone forced his way in, then, it's highly probable that the victim let the culprit in, ignoring of what was going to happen...
"Maybe. Let's check who got in and out of the building..." Spencer takes note to ask for the videos of the surveillance cameras in the building...
"Cause of death?" Mike asks when he looks at the tortured, dead man...
"I can't say. We will need to do an autopsy..." The forensic wants to move the body to the morgue as soon as possible. There are signs of torture, but, till they don't do a complete analyse, they cannot really say what caused his death. And, before they take it to the morgue, there's something the brunette detective wants to know...
"What about all the marks in his body?" Spencer asks when she points out at all the cuts infringed on the body. "Were they done post mortem?"
"No, the culprit definitely did them when the man was alive..."
"Geez... who would have done such thing?" Mike wonders, a little terrified to find out who could do such thing...
"Whoever did this. It's very clear that the killer wanted to leave a message..." Spencer says while she stares at all the cuts infringed. Cuts that are actually one word written in blood, many times repeated. With a sharp weapon, the culprit wrote over the skin of the victim many times the same word: LIAR...
"The culprit sliced the word 'LIAR' over his skin, more than a thousand times. Why?" Mike wonders and Spencer wonders too. Whoever did this, he really had a vendetta in progress, that probably wasn't going to end here...
After all, everyone lies... everyone... even you. And, there's no one who hates more a liar than...
"AD!"
Someone screams her name when the blonde gets inside a big house, outside the city. Alison deviously smirks when she sees all the men, running away from her, scared. Her eyes become black when she lets Venom take control. The black symbiote finally appears in front of the slave traders. A gang of men that was luring young, naive, undocumented girls to be sexual slaves under the lie of getting a visa.
It was a fucking lie, deep down the girls knew it. But, even then, under the despair, the fear of getting deported. They fall into the scam. As soon as Alison found out about their hideout, she didn't doubt on coming in and stop them. One by one, Venom takes its time to kill them...
"Please, NO! Please, let me live!" They plead for forgiveness. But, AD doesn't forgive, AD doesn't give a second chance, especially to liars, to people who scam.
Alison vividly remembers when she was the victim of a scam under the hands of those she called her 'friends'... under the hands of the person she loved the most in this world. And, maybe that's why, she takes her time with them, in breaking their bones, one by one. She cannot kill those who scammed her, she doesn't have the heart to look for a revenge but, she can definitely take her rage out in others, like the men she's destroying right now...
'For someone who doesn't want to feel a thing, you're really enjoying this...' Venom viciously says inside Alison's mind. And, the blonde can't deny what he's saying. Taking care of human garbage has become her favorite hobby...
They kill everyone, the walls are red now, and when Alison looks at her reflection in a mirror, She sees herself, covered in blood without expressing any emotion at all. She really feels nothing now. What does that make her...? Evil...? Heartless...? Or, just broken...?
(At the Police Station, at night)
"Newbie, are you still here...?" Mike asks when he finds the brunette still working on the case. She should have left the police station hours ago, but, she's still here. Why?
Spencer is getting obsessed with the case because they have no real suspect for the moment, and, Spencer doesn't think she'll be able to sleep without at least make a real breakthrough... she needs to find a lead on the case... anything that could put her on the correct direction to catch the killer...
"Sometimes, these things take time, Hastings..." Spencer nods, she knows that not all the cases will be the same, she knows that she needs to be patient, but...
"I can't let this go... I need to find something... anything that could lead us to the killer..." Mike sighs, he doesn't stop her, he's too tired to argue with a stubborn Spencer. The only thing he does before leaving, it's asking her not to stay till very late.
The old detective leaves, thinking that Spencer wants to show off and be the one who solves the case. But, he's wrong. Yes, Spencer loves to be right, but that's not the reason she can't let this go...
"Liar... the culprit believes the victim was a liar..." Spencer mumbles to herself while she stares at their case board. What lie could have caused so much damage, and be killed like this? What kind of liar was the dead man...? Are all the liars in this Earth going to end like him? She wonders because she's a liar... she was a liar, a really big liar. And, somehow Spencer wonders if she doesn't deserve an end like this one.
Just thinking about it, what does that make her? A bad detective, because she's getting emotional on the case...? Or, just a broken person, haunted by the errors committed in the past...?
The events which happened in Rosewood, broke more than one person... And, everyone involved is trying to keep living, to recover from such horrors. But, to put the pieces together, they might need help... help of each other...
(Later, at AD's clubnight)
"Here, a dirty martini..." Spencer frowns when Noel puts the drink in front of her. She didn't ask for anything...
"On the house, for old times..." He says before leaving her alone. Spences looks scepticale on drinking it, she doesn't trust in Noel, what if...
"He put something in it? That's what you're wondering, Am I right?" A devious blonde whispers in Spencer's ear. And, the brunette rolls her eyes, she hates how easy Alison is able to read her. And, the blonde who approches from behind, is smirking when she sits beside the brunette and, steals her drink...
"Hey! What are you doing?! It's my drink!" The brunette protests when Alison takes a sip of her martini...
"Relax, see, I drank it, and, I'm fine... so, you can drink it too..." The blonde slips the drink back, towards the detective.
AD has strange ways to make a point, but, in any case, it worked, because now, Spencer is drinking her martini without any issue...
"What are you doing in my club, detective...?" Spencer sighs, asking herself the same question. What the hell is she doing here? After getting nowhere in her new case, instead of going home and try to get some sleep; she's here... why?
"You don't want to tell me what brought you here. Fine. Don't tell me. Just finish your drink, and, leave. I don't want you here..." Spencer feels a little hurt by the harsh words of the blonde who walks away without saying anything more.
Spencer is not surprised to see that she's not welcome in Alison's place. Was she too naive to think that solving Rebekah's murder could resolve their issues and bring back the friendship, she lost years ago...?
Too tired to think about anything. Spencer finishes her drink, and, as requested, she leaves the club with no intention to come back... But, that's the thing about life, we never know where destiny will drive us... or, towards whom...
(The next day, at the police station)
"Coffee...?" Spencer nods when her partner offers her a cup of coffee...
It's nearly 7am in the morning when Mike arrived at the station and found the brunette already writing hypothesis on the case board. He's impressed, but, also worried. The last thing he needs, it's an overworked partner because if Spencer's senses are not sharp on the field, it could be lethal for the two of them...
"New rule newbie. Working hours: 8am to 7pm..."
"But Mike, I..."
"You need to stay awake, sharp. I don't care if we're nowhere, in a case, you will not make extra hours..." Spencer doesn't like the rule, but, Mike is not asking, and like the chief said, she has to do what he says so...
"Fine! Let's get to work..." Mike smirks, when the upset brunette leads the way to the morgue.
They were looking at the results of the autopsy when they receive a call... another body was found with the same word written all over the dead body. The word: LIAR...
(At AD's club, at night)
It's very late when Alison comes back home, and, decides to check the finances of the club. Alone in her office, she expects no interruptions, but...
"Busy day?" Noel asks when he refills the empty glass of his boss. She was gone all day, Noel doesn't need to know why, or, where she was. He prefers not to know, to be honest. He has seen AD in action, she saved his life years ago, and, he's grateful for that, but, also scared. That's why, each time he has something to say to the blonde, something he knows, it will piss her off, he hesitates to say it...
"Noel, whatever you need to tell me, just say it..." Alison takes a sip of her drink while she stares at the books of the business. She's in charge of everything, she trusts no one. She needs no one, that's what she tells herself, and, till now, it has worked for her, but, just because she doesn't think she needs someone, that doesn't mean that, the rest of the world doesn't need her...
"AD, well, you see..." Noel stammers his words till the blonde looks at him with a lethal gaze, making him known that he better start to talk now, or he will really piss her off.
"Someone got inside the VIP section without authorization... I... I tried to stop her, I told her that you don't want her here, but, I'm afraid she will not leave, if you don't make her leave..."
"What?! What do you mean...?" The blonde has no idea of what he's talking about, so through the videos of the surveillance cameras, Noel shows her about whom he's talking about...
"OH. HELL NO!" The blonde snaps, leaving her office in a fussy mood caused by the girl who's trying to interrogate her VIP customers without a warrant...
"She has to be here..." Spencer says while she walks around the VIP section of the club. Mike told her not to stay till very late at the police station, but, he said nothing about what she could do with her free time after work...
Trying to make someone talk without a warrant, it's against the books. Spencer knows she's making a stupid move. But, when she saw on the social networks that the only common person between her two victims was coming here, to AD's club, she didn't want to wait to get a warrant... she decides to take this a chance, to really make a breakthrough in the case...
The detective Hastings walks between celebrities and powerful people, trying to find her person of interest when someone strongly grabs her by the arm...
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Spencer gulps hard when she sees the raging blonde who's holding her back...
"Let me go..." The detective says, it sounded as an order even if she didn't mean it to sound like that...
"Who do you think you're, to give me orders?" AD angrily says. And, the detective ponders on what to say next. The last thing she wants to do, it's to get into an unnecessary fight with Alison...
"I'm not giving you orders, I'm just asking you to let me go, so I can do my work..." Alison raises an eyebrow, the brunette will need to say more than that if she wants AD's help.
"Two paparazzi were found dead this week..." Alison releases Spencer from her grip when Spencer stars to talk about her cases. The blonde is not surprised about the awful death of the two men...
"So, Karma finally got to them..."
"What do you mean?"
"They were bad people. Dush men. Always selling lies to the tabloids..."
"How do you know they were selling lies to the tabloids?"
"Please... I know a liar when I see him... and, both of them, they were definitely fucking liars. Bastards without scruples, who had no issue on selling lies about the life of others, just to make it to the tabloids and fill their pockets with money... Nothing sells more than a lie, I guess..."
Spencer takes note about what Alison says. She might will need to corroborate it later, but if the blonde is telling the truth, their bad reputation might explain the reason why they were found, with the word 'LIAR' written all over their entire bodies...
"Do you know about someone who would want them dead?"
"I don't know... every celebrity in town? I mean, they really pissed off lots of people..." Alison replies. The men were famous by the hate of those whom they defamed, and the list of enemies is not short... but...
"The two paparazzi have something in common. They recently got a restriction order from a pop star. Katy Peers. You know her?" Alison nods, the party girl is a regular customer in the club. The blonde even confirms that she saw her tonight at the club...
"Exactly! She's here, in your club, so..." The detective tries to resume her search for the pop star, but once again, Alison grabs her by the arm, stopping her...
"Where the hell do you think you're going?"
"I need to get answers... I need to find her and talk with her..."
"And, I need to see your warrant..." The blonde smirks, raising her eyebrow. She's sure that Spencer doesn't have a warrant, and, she wasn't wrong...
"Please, Ali..."
"Don't call me..." The blonde bares her teeth, already feeling the anger filling her chest, once again, just because the brunette dares to almost call her by her real name...
"Sorry, sorry... please, AD. Just let me talk with the girl..."
"NO! Get out! Now!" The blonde tries to drag her out of the building. Spencer's cases are not her problem, finding out who killed the fucking, bastards paparazzi, it's not her problem, but...
"C'mon! I took a bullet for you... help me just this time!" Alison rolls her eyes, she cannot believe that Spencer is playing that card against her. It will not work... not with her, but, it might work with someone else...
'Let her do her job...' Venom says inside Alison's mind...
"WHAT?!" Alison mumbles in shock, she cannot believe what her inner demon is saying. Is Venom really pleading in favour of Spencer...?
"What, what?" The detective wonders about what Alison is talking about, but, maybe she should really ask to whom she's talking to...
'She wants to catch a bad person... a killer. Maybe I can eat it first...' Alison is not happy about Venom proposal, she feels there's something more in what the symbiote is telling her, but, she's too exhausted to argue with her second inner half, so, Alison just rolls her eyes when she accepts to help the detective...
"Fine, I'll help you. Go upstairs, to my loft. I'll bring her to you..." Spencer smiles, she mumbles a 'thank you', but, Alison doesn't care. She's doing this, for Venom...
(Later, at Alison's loft)
"I'll not speak with you without my lawyer..." The pop star is not willing to talk with the dear detective who's standing in front of her. But, the arrogant girl quickly changes her mind when she looks over Spencer's shoulder, and her eyes meet with the lethal gaze of AD...
Alison is standing behind Spencer, and with just one stare, she forces Katy to talk...
"I-I changed my mind. Ask me whatever you want, detective..." Alison smirks, proud of how easy she can spread fear over the heart of anyone...
(Some hours later)
"Wow, that was more exhausting than what I was expecting..." Spencer says when she throws her tired body over the sofa. Her pad is full with notes. And, that's because...
"She fears you..." Alison deviously smiles when the brunette says those words...
"You seem surprised? People have always feared me..." Spencer knows that Alison is right. But, it's not the same to scare a bunch of teenagers in a little town than a group of powerful people in a big city as NY...
"Why people fear you so much...?"
"Because..." Alison deviously smirks when she says "I'm the Devil..."
Spencer chuckles, not understanding how Alison dares compare herself with the worst evil on Earth. But, what the brunette doesn't understand yet, it's that Alison is not figuratively speaking...
"Anyway, you got what you wanted. Why you're still here?" Alison says while she walks towards her bottles of liquor...
"Allow me to rest a little bit. My feet are killing me..." The brunette hasn't taken a break since this morning, all those hours up, it really wore her out...
Feeling a little pity for the tired detective, AD serves two glasses of whiskey, one for her, the other, she softly drops it, beside Spencer's head. The brunette mumbles a 'thank you' and, starts to drink when Alison sits in the armchair that's beside the sofa where Spencer has laid down...
"Did she tell you something useful?" Alison asks while she takes a sip of her glass...
"I'm not sure..." She looks into her notes and says "She filed for the restriction order because the paparazzi trespassed into her home, looking for a naked picture..."
"I told you they were bad news..." Spencer rolls her eyes, and, Alison smirks under her reaction.
"I really don't know what direction I should take in this investigation... if they really pissed off so many people like Katy, by their bad behavior... anyone who appears in the tabloids because of them, could be a suspect..." The brunette deeply exhales, she seems lost, and for a reason AD can't understand, she doesn't like it...
"Do you have the files of your cases with you?" Spencer nods, she made a copy of everything so she could study them at home...
"Show me..."
"What? Why?" The brunette doesn't understand why Alison wants to see her files...
"Because, it's obvious you'll not leave me alone till you make a breakthrough, so... shop shop..." Spencer looks annoyed by the fact that Alison thinks that she needs her help to solve this case.
The last thing Spencer wants, it's to increase Alison's ego, but, two heads are better than one, so... what does she have to lose, right?
"Wow, they really got tortured..." Alison says when she looks in the pictures of the crime scenes...
"The culprit wrote 'LIAR' all over their skin. In thin cuts..."
"They died by the cuts?"
"No, according to the autopsy, it was an overdose that killed them..." Alison hums. Finding odd the real cause of their death. The blonde is thinking something, and, Spencer asks her what is it...
"I just find odd that the killer took so much time to torture them, to cut them, writing the word 'LIAR' all over their bodies, just to kill them at the end, with an overdose? I mean, you don't find it strange?" Spencer nods at what Alison is saying. She has a point...
"Well... now that you put it like that. The culprit could have killed them by so many ways, but, he chose an overdose... why...?" The detective wonders...
"The word 'LIAR' it's to make a statement. Could it be that the overdose could be an easter egg too?" Spencer is not sure what they are looking for, exactly. But, Alison's words get stuck in her mind, especially when another body is found the next day...
(The next day, at the morgue)
"Miss Janine King. 23 years old. Blogger. Still to be defined if she has any direct connexion with the two previous victims..." Spencer nods when Mike reads the chart of the body. They need something solid to link the 3 deaths, even if they seem to be done, by the same culprit because...
"She has the word 'LIAR' written all over her entire body too..." Spencer mumbles while she stares at the dead woman who's lying down the table. Could this be the only thing in common with the dead paparazzi?
"And, that's not the only thing, detectives. She died too of an overdose..." Spencer looks shocked by what the forensic is saying. 3 bodies... same mode operandi... that means...
"We might be facing a serial killer..." Spencer gulps hard when she hears Mike's presumption. Spencer has no idea how to face a serial killer, but, thankfully, someone else has lots of experience dealing with that kind of evils...
(At Spencer's place, at night)
"So, a serial killer, huh..." AD smirks, looking happy about it. She's reading the notes of Spencer's pad. And, the brunette wakes up when she hears her talking...
"What the hell?! How did you get in? How do you know where I live?" The detective jumps from her couch, she doesn't know what Alison is doing here. How the hell did Alison get in, while she fell asleep on her couch...?
"Don't look so shocked, I told you I've eyes and ears all around the city. It was a piece of cake to find where you live. Now, you know what I feel every time you appear at my place without notice..." Spencer rolls her eyes, if she has to deal with Alison after such exhausting day, she needs caffeine and maybe some food too.
When was the last time she ate something? The detective wonders when she opens her empty fridge and finds nothing more than an expired yoghurt...
"Here... coffee and food..." Alison raises a bag of food she brought with her...
Spencer smiles when she smells the Italian food that Alison brought today, she closes her fridge and settle the food over the coffee table. Her apartment is small, tiny to be precise. But, Spencer is fine with it, her salary doesn't allow her to have a bigger place, and, she refuses to ask her parents for extra money, so here, she's...
"What are you doing here, really?" Spencer asks, she doesn't seem upset by the visit, but, she's intrigued to know why is Alison who's reaching her out, this time...
"He forced me to come..." The blonde whispers...
"What did you say?" The brunette asks when she starts eating, because she didn't hear what the blonde whispered...
'I didn't force you...' Alison rolls her eyes when Venom tries to convince her that, he just requested to eat Spencer's killer. Why such interest in this killer? Alison wants to know. But, her inner demon doesn't answer why...
"Why are you really here, AD?" Alison is not sure what to reply. The blonde cannot say she's planning to feed Venom at the expenses of Spencer. So, she decides to play another card...
"Well... someone is killing in my city without my permission, I need to do something about it..." It wasn't false that she was upset that someone was killing without fear of the consequences of pissing her off. If she doesn't make a statement, if she doesn't stop him, her power might be left in doubt...
"Are you really trying to tell me that people need your blessing to do bad things?" Spencer might be mocking about how Alison sees herself as the Queen of the underground, as the dictator who decides who lives and who dies, but, AD presence's is necessary in a city where the corruption and money let bad people do whatever they want...
"Every kingdom needs a ruler. Someone to keep everyone in line..." Alison looks at Spencer in the eyes, and says with a devious smirk "Who better than me, to rule the reign of darkness in this city..." Spencer chuckles, seems like once a Queen, always a Queen...
"Do you have any suspect...?" Spencer shakes her head, now with the new body of the blogger, they are back to square one. At least, that's what she thinks because...
"Wait a minute..." Alison recalls something, she looks for something on her phone. And, Spencer is intrigued to find out what is the thing that the blonde is looking online...
"What are you looking for?" The detective's not a patient person. She wants to know everything, especially when she sees how Alison's lips twist into a big smirk...
"A few months ago, there was a big scandal about the suicide of a young soccer player..."
"And, that's linked to my cases because...?" Spencer doesn't follow where Alison wants to go with this but, when the blonde shows her the news releases concerning the suicide, Spencer's eyes get bigger and bigger as she finally got the breakthrough she yearned for...
Lies... they are so exquisite, so easy to say, so easy to believe. That you always underestimate the consequences of telling them, till they cost you everything... even your life...
(At the Hamptons)
"She has no business here, newbie..." Spencer gulps hard because Mike is really upset about the presence of Alison with them. She's a civil, but, she's also AD, the ruler of the underground. And, someone who Mike really don't want to have any to do with, but...
"Sorry, Mikey. But, it's thanks to me that you're here. So, I'm going nowhere..." The blonde says while she eats a bag of chips. She's here for the show. And, because she wants to see with her own eyes if Spencer has what it's needed to make power people confess their own sins...
They knock the door, and, they get into the house of...
"Mr. Phillips... we would like to speak with you about the suicide of your son Matt..." The man nods, he doesn't understand why he needs to talk with the police about what happened again, but, he sees no harm in letting them in. Everyone settles in the living room, her wife joins them, bringing cookies and tea...
"Can you tell me what bring you to my home, detectives and...?"
"AD... you can call me: AD..."
"We don't see your badge. Why...?"
"I'm not a cop. You can see me more like the brain of the team between these two..." Both detectives roll their eyes with Alison's comment. Enough of pleasantries! Spencer thinks, and, decides to start the real talking...
"A few months ago, your son died of an overdose due to a depression he suffered when a scandal ruined his career as a soccer player. Am I correct?" Spencer presents the facts, and, when she sums them up, it's obvious that the parents don't look happy to re-open that chapter of their lives... she needs to push harder to make them talk about it... she needs to push their buttons...
"The scandal was very nasty. A blogger accused him about losing a big game on purpose. There are photos about him, accepting a bribe to play badly, right?"
"THOSE PHOTOS WERE FAKE! WHAT THAT BLOGGER SAID ABOUT MY SON WERE JUST LIES!" The father says, very angry. He knew his son, he played bad that day due to a muscle injury in his leg. But, of course the entire country decided to trust more on the lies of a famous blogger than believe in the word of his son...
"They dismissed him from the team. And, no one else wanted him in their team either..." The mother says, with sorrow in her voice, recalling how crushed was their son, looking at his dream of playing soccer, getting crashed down...
"He lost his dream... he lost his friends... he lost any reason to live..." The father says with a wrenching voice. A tear fall from his eyes. Everyone gave them the back to Matt, and the dear young man couldn't take it...
"You sued the paparazzi and the blogger. But, the damage was done... your son would never be the same..." Alison says with a bitter voice, because she knows how much a lie can destroy a life...
Spencer notices the pain in Alison's eyes, and, gulps hard. Understanding better the kind of pain that Alison must have felt back then because of the lies her friends and beloved said to the blonde. Even if Emily and the liars will always justify their actions, saying that they were compelled to do what -A said, it doesn't make them free of guilt... after all, it's the lies of those who're closer to you, the ones that hurt the most...
"I prescribed him some pills for the pain in his leg, but..." tears "I-I-I never thought he would use them to..." The dear mother cannot keep talking, she gets a knot in her throat when she burst into tears, just recalling how they found their little Matt, dead...
As a doctor, the woman has always been good at delivering bad news to the families of those patients who doesn't make it, she never thought that she would be one of those families...
"I can't imagine the pain you must have felt Doctor. But, it's that reason enough to kill 3 people?" Spencer says with a cold voice, it's the moment of the truth...
"What are you talking about?! How you dare to accuse my wife of such thing, how...?" Spencer cuts off the husband, showing the pictures of the 3 bodies, of the 3 people who ruined their son's future...
The man almost throws up when he sees the bodies. His wife... in the contrary, she looks very calm... even happy?
"The thin cuts infringed in the bodies. That kind of precision to cut the skin, just a doctor can do such thing with a scapel..." The woman says nothing, so Spencer keeps going...
"The 3 victims were found dead in their apartment. Apartments which are located in buildings of your possession. So, as the owner of the buildings, you have an easy access , without forcing your way in, isn't it?"
The woman keeps in silence. The detectives have no idea of what to say, how to push her to confess... But, thankfully, they have someone else, someone who knows how to corner the people, and, make them talk without even knowing it...
"It's exquisite, isn't it? Get revenge... make someone scream of pain, and, know they can do nothing to stop you, right...?"
'What the hell is she doing?!' Spencer & Mike wonder, but, when they see how the mother, the doctor smiles. They decide to let Alison keep talking because she's getting into the woman's head...
"But, if you really want to revenge your son's death, you should kill yourself too... I mean, after all, you gave him the pills... the pills that killed him..." Alison looks at the woman in the eyes, and, says "He died because of you... you lied to him too, telling him that his pain would just vanish with the pills, but, it was a lie. No matter how many pills he took, the pain never vanished... so, you're a LIAR too..."
"NO! I'm NOT a LIAR! I was just trying to help him!"
"But, you couldn't help him. There's no magic pill that can cure the sorrow caused by a lie... so, you're a LIAR, a LIAR who's responsible for the death of her own son..."
"No, no, no! I didn't kill him!" She points out at the photos of the bodies and says "They killed my son! They killed his dream! So, I kill them too..." Spencer and Mike smile when the woman confesses. And, the detectives look very happy, but, AD doesn't look happy at all...
(Later, at Alison's loft)
Alison is alone. Sitting in her armchair, drinking her whiskey, and, looking at the emptiness of the room... of her heart...
'We didn't eat her...'
"She wasn't a bad person, Venom. Just a broken woman who didn't know what to do with her pain..." Alison knows what feels to be broken, she's not different from that woman, Alison thinks. She kills people, bad people to ease her pain... but, in the end, the pain is still there. Deep down inside her soul...
Venom cannot erase her pain, he can numb the feelins, but the feelings are there... waiting to emerge again, and, Alison doesn't like it, she doesn't want to think about it. So, what should she do? Alison has no idea, she just finishes her drink, and refill her glass over and over... she's using the alcohol to avoid her pain, when her elevator opens, revealing the unexpected visit of soeone...
"I need to put a code in that elevator..." Alison says with a tipsy voice when she sees the brunette who emerges from it...
"You left without saying a word..." Alison shrugs, she helped them to get the killer. She didn't feel the need to kill the poor woman, neither a reason to stay any longer to see what happened next...
"Lies can kill... I never really believed that, till the day when you... you know..." Alison doesn't reply, she just finish her drink again, and, gets ready to refill her glass. But, she's stopped by the detective who's right now looking at her in the eyes, with so much regret... with so much pain...
"I cannot erase the lies of the past. But, I can promise you that from now on, I'll not lie to you... I'll never lie to you..." Spencer was being honest, really sincere, maybe for the first time in her life.
And, maybe it's the liquor running in her veins, or, the need to believe in something... whatever was the reason, Alison decides to trust in such promise...
"Okay..." Spencer smiles, but, that smile doesn't last long since she feels the need to say something more...
"I talked with Emily..." Alison's eyes get bigger of shock. She wasn't expecting to hear that name... like never...
"She doesn't know you're alive. I didn't tell her. I haven't say a word to anyone. So, I'm asking you. Do you want to keep lying, or, are you ready to say the truth about who you're to the world...?"
"Why I would do that?! I'm AD! Alison is dead!" Spencer sighs, it's obvious that she cannot force the blonde to come back to life, to a life she doesn't want back. The detective gets ready to leave, but, before leaving she puts a piece of paper over Alison's palm hand...
"What is this?" The blonde asks, looking at the folded white paper she's holding now...
"Emily's phone number..." Alison's eyes get bigger of shock, her heart pounds strongly, making her feel numb. The detective says nothing more, she leaves deciding that whatever happens next, it will be Alison's choice... She left her with a choice, a choice that Alison is not sure if she's ready to make... but, even then...
"Hello...?" Alison gulps when the brunette answers the phone on the first ring...
"Who's there...?" Her voice hasn't changed, and, it's a bittersweet feeling for the blonde. Memories of the past come back to life, buried feelings get to the surface and, Alison's tears fall in silence while she holds the phone, without being able to say a word...
"I'll not ask again, who's calling?" Emily's voice is getting anxious, and, she's not the only one. Alison is feeling anxious too...
Can they really stop telling lies? Or, are they condamned of being a liar till the end? Just time will tell if these ladies can change the course of their lives. After all, no one is ready to make another trip to stabby town...
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