A/N: So I know I said that I had to update CD before I updated this again, but the truth is, I CANNOT stop writing this. Last night I was watching Desperate Housewives on Netflix and at midnight I was like no no no no I need to write more RIMS and then I wrote half a chapter, and this morning I finished it up and so here's y'all's chapter. Damn lol

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I turned over in my bed, trying to get into a comfortable position. I could not sleep, no matter how hard I tried. Part of the reason might be that I couldn't stop thinking of Alison and wondering if she was okay at Hanna's. If this kept up, then I wouldn't be able to sleep properly until it was my turn to spend the night with Ali. Even then, who knew if I would get any sleep?

I squeezed my eyes closed and tried to think of anything but Ali. I would welcome anything else, as long as it helped me feel a little more relaxed. But nothing came, I was pretty sure that by the time I got up the next morning, I had maybe slept for half an hour max, if at all. I dragged my tired self out of bed and changed into clothes for school.

After I was all ready, I grabbed a quick granola bar for breakfast and left for school. I drove myself and went straight there, focusing on making sure I didn't get into an accident. Maybe it was a bad idea to be driving after getting hardly any sleep.

I met up with Aria and Spencer as soon as I got to school. "Where's Hanna and Ali?" Spencer asked, looking between the other two of us.

I bit my lip nervously and we all looked around us in front of the school, and I sighed when I saw Hanna and Alison walking up from the parking lot. "Hey," Hanna greeted as they met up with us.

"Nothing happened last night, right?" I asked.

"Did you get any sleep last night?" Hanna demanded, examining my face. I let out a puff of air and crossed my arms.

"I've got to get to chem. See you guys at lunch," I said, getting nods in return. I headed into the school, shaking off the stress I was feeling. Alison was fine, and she was here at school, where she was always with someone. I didn't need to be this worried. She was going to be fine.

We met up again at lunch. "How's it going?" Spencer asked us as she sat down, seeing that she'd arrived last.

"Surprisingly fine," Aria answered. "Nothing weird has happened today."

"We can't really expect something strange to happen every day, can we?" Hanna wondered.

I shrugged. "You never know nowadays."

"Have none of us gotten any A messages since Ali's last one?" Hanna asked us all.

"Nope, not one," Spencer answered. "It's starting to feel a little eerie. I would almost feel safer if we were getting more texts from the devil."

"Goes to show what A has turned us into," Aria muttered.

"Sometimes I wish that I could just know why A started all of this in the first place. So that I could maybe know how to stop it all," Ali muttered. We were all quiet for a moment as we tried to eat some of our lunch. My worrying was probably starting to get unhealthy, considering that after I could barely sleep at all, now I could barely eat as well.

"I just wish that we had some idea of what we're supposed to be doing, you know?" Aria asked.

"Aren't you doing that internship at Radley though?" I asked. "Have you found out anything about Bethany yet?"

"Nothing. It's really surprisingly hard to leave where I'm supposed to be and sneak into the records room," Aria answered, frowning. "And Eddie won't talk at all, especially since I told him that we've never met and I hadn't ever seen him before. If I start asking questions, he'll know what's going on. And I can't risk asking anyone else, casually or not."

"You just have to find a way into that records room," Spencer reasoned.

"Easier said than done," Aria muttered.

We switched the conversation from those things to regular things. Spencer told us that Toby was doing fine now and that he was out of the hospital, which was good. It was still so stupid that they weren't looking for what caused the gas leak in the Cavanaugh house. But then, maybe we were the only people speculating that it wasn't natural.

Then, changing the topic again, I asked Hanna, "So what's up with Caleb? How long is he staying here?"

"Don't know," Hanna admitted. "We talked some, but not much. He isn't sure if he's going to stay."

"What about Travis, how's he?" Aria asked.

"We decided to end things between us for a while," Hanna admitted.

"You both decided that?" Ali asked pointedly.

Hanna sighed. "Travis found out that Caleb is back and he figures that he's the reason that I haven't really been able to hang out with him as much. Maybe it's the best for us right now anyway. Crazy things are going on."

"Hey, I know it's my night for Ali Watch—" Aria started.

"Ali Watch? Really?" Ali demanded.

"—but I won't be back from Radley until six," Aria finished.

"I have a thing with my mom," Hanna said, frowning.

"Yeah, and I'm uh, hanging out with Melissa today. Well, she doesn't know that we are, but you know," Spencer said.

I tried not to sigh. "You can stay with me until six, Alison."

"Thanks," Ali said, flashing me a quick smile.

"I'll pick you up on my way back from Radley," Aria promised, standing up with her lunch tray and walking off. I hadn't noticed, but it was nearing the end of lunch already.

At the end of the school day, I met up with Ali and we headed to my car together. "How do you feel about Aria going to Radley every day?" Alison asked me.

"I don't know," I answered. "It's kind of creepy, I guess, but she knows how to take care of herself. She'll be fine."

Ali nodded in agreement and we got into my car. "So, did you get any sleep last night?"

"Not really," I admitted.

"What kept you up?" Alison wondered.

I sighed. "I'm a little stressed out and worried. We don't know what A is planning next, and it could be anything at this point. I don't like just waiting around to see what happens. I have a feeling that I'm going to have many sleepless nights in my future."

"Look, I'm never alone anymore, so A has to go through two of us if he or she wants to try and kill me again or something," Ali reminded me.

"Yeah, but what if while you and Aria are cooped up tonight, A comes after one of us that is alone?" I demanded. "We don't know what A wants to happen to any of us."

An uncomfortable look appeared on Alison's face, and I suddenly felt a little bad for freaking her out.

"Sorry, I'm just overly freaked out," I muttered, keeping my eyes on the road as I continued to drive to my house. When we got there, we went up to my room. I fell onto my bed with a groan. I was starting to feel tired.

"Sleep," Ali commanded, "you need to."

"But then who's watching you?" I demanded.

"I'll sit right next to you. I'll do homework. If anything feels weird, I'll wake you up, I promise," Alison promised me, and at this point, it wouldn't have mattered what she said, because my eyes were already closing.

AAA

Emily fell asleep almost instantly, and I closed her bedroom door before going and sitting next to her on the other side of the bed. I reached down and brushed some hair out of her face, and then opened up my backpack. I retrieved my Emily journal and opened it up.

I hadn't read much of it since the day before, and I was a little scared about reading it in front of Emily. Since she was asleep, though, I figured that I couldn't have too much to worry about.

Opening the journal to an older page, I started to read.

Pigskin is getting really annoying. During swim, she never takes her eyes off of Emily. I'm going to have to do something about that. Emily will never like that bitch. I wish Pigskin and her creepy haircut could just go to hell already. Emily is mine and only mine.

I know that doesn't really make any sense, but lately, I really do feel like Emily is mine in that way. I actually am starting to like her that way, a little bit. Maybe it's just me experimenting, but right now, it feels kind of right.

I glanced over at Emily, sleeping peacefully next to me. She looked so relaxed, which was a big change from how she'd looked when she was awake. I was kind of worried about how stressed out she'd been about all of this. I wished that there was a way to calm her down some. I looked back at my journal and flipped ahead. Most of these older entries weren't very helpful at the moment as much as they were painful.

The newer ones, from when I was on the run, weren't any less painful, though.

Ever since Emily nearly died in that shed that I pulled her out of, I can't stop thinking about her. It was hard enough when Hanna's life was on the line, but now that Emily was so near death a couple days ago, I'm terrified. I've done so many bad things, and maybe the worse was doing something bad enough to get A to continue going after my best friends even after I left.

I just wish that Emily could know how sorry I am for everything. I know that she remembers seeing me that day, but she probably thinks it was a dream, or a near death hallucination. Plus, I didn't get out what I should've said. I should've said "I'm sorry" or something. Instead I told her that I missed her the most, and while that is true, it sounds just as manipulative as I've always sounded.

I did kiss her though. I think that was the first time that I initiated a kiss between us. I hope she remembers that. Whether or not this will make the girls think I'm still alive or not is questionable. Hanna thought she saw me last year and still wasn't convinced. Will this change things? Or will they just shrug it off again? I don't know if I want them to know that I'm alive just yet, though. They'll try to get me back as soon as they find out, even if they do hate my guts. And I can't come back yet.

I frowned. I remembered writing these things, but it felt like it was a different person who had actually written it. Like it wasn't me. Or maybe, like I had just changed so much since then. On one hand, knowing how much I'd changed terrified me. I didn't want to be vulnerable. I wanted to be strong and brave like I used to be.

On the other hand, knowing how badly I'd hurt all of my best friends when I was that person, being a little vulnerable felt good now. I glanced at Emily again, and watched her sleeping face for a moment. She really was beautiful.

I decided not to read anymore of my old journal for now, and slipped it back into my backpack. I told Emily that I would stay right by her, so I just stared across the room. I'd climbed through there once, after the girls found out that I was alive, to talk to Emily. She told me then that she no longer managed to see the best part of me. I couldn't help but wonder if that was still true. I closed my eyes and took a slow breath. I didn't like not knowing how Emily was feeling. I used to be able to look at her and tell exactly what was going through her head.

Now, though, she had a wall around her emotions. A tall, strong wall that I was sure was built after I broke her heart, before I ran away. My heart clenched when I thought of that time in the locker room, when Emily kissed my shoulder. I had definitely been too hard on her about that. What was she supposed to think after I hadn't pulled away from her kiss in the library?

I must've drifted off into sleep for a little while, because I woke again at five-thirty. Half an hour before Aria was supposed to come and get me. I sat up, stretching a little, and looked down next to me at the sleeping Emily.

She stirred next to me, and I held my breath slightly. Her eyes flickered open and her eyes met mine. "How long did I sleep?" she whispered.

"A couple of hours," I answered. "It's five thirty."

She groaned a little as she sat up. "What were you doing all this time?"

"I slept some, too," I admitted, shrugging. "Do you feel better, now that you've slept?"

She nodded. "Yeah, I was really sleep deprived."

"Try to get some more sleep tonight too, okay?" I said, giving her a sweet smile. "I'll be fine at Aria's, and you all will be fine, too."

"You don't know that," Emily argued.

"Yeah, but you don't know that things won't be fine," I argued right back, not missing a beat. "There's no point in worrying when we can't do anything more than what we're doing to prevent problems."

Emily nodded. "I guess you're right."

"Of course I am," I joked, and she rolled her eyes playfully at me. We silently decided to start on homework, and at six, Aria arrived and picked me up. I gave Em a quick goodbye before I left, wishing and hoping that tonight and tomorrow night could be over with soon so that I could spend the night with Emily again.

Ohhemmgee can't it be Emily's turn to have Ali sleep over?

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Random thing for today hmm... well, I realized that I talk/write really weird sometimes. Likeee I say things that I don't ever hear anyone else say haha. Or at least that I don't hear a lot of people say. Like "so totally awesome" or "so super excited". Or I'll say things weird and I dunno likeee... lol likee is one of those things like when I hear it in my head I hear "Liiiiike" but I write it "likeeee" lol... I'm so strange. Also I made up a word once it's "spiffabulous" and it is a mixture of spiffy and fabulous. Oh also pyped. Yeah it's a mixture of pumped and hyped. I say it all the time on accident bc when I'm hyped I'm pumped, ya know?

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