Pretty Little Liars belongs to Sara Shepard.

Also Credit to ABC Family.

I do now own.

Today is the funeral for Alison. I debated for the longest time whether I should go or not. I finally decided I would, to support the girls. It was the least I could do after everything they've been through.

I sit in Spencers room, waiting as she finished getting ready. I honestly have no idea what to say to her. We haven't really talked since they found her the other day, and that's only because I wanted to give her space. I did the same for the others. The only one who's really bothered to try and have a conversation is Aria. But she's been very distant and I can't say I blame her. I understand what they are going through, but it doesn't make it any easier to help out.

I watched her through the mirror. "What?" She finally gets out after ignoring that I was looking at her.

I shrug. "Just waiting."

"For me to talk?"

"For you to be ready to talk."

She looks away. "I'm fine Jessie."

I nod. "Right." She looks back. "Fine would be believable if you could have at least one conversation without it leading to you only half listening to me by the end of it."

"And that gives you the impression that I'm not okay?"

"Spencer I know you." I watch her to see if she would say anything, but she didn't. "You're almost never upset. I can tell when you're not in a good mood. I know you to the point where I can figure out what to do to make you feel better."

"Then what's the problem this time?" She half yells.

I'm taken by surprise. But at the same time I saw it coming. "That you won't let me help this time. It's like you're trying everything not to be happy."

"Look whose talking."

I shift around from feeling uncomfortable. Then I get up. "I'll just meet you in the car." I see her look at me through the mirror just as I turned away.

I told Veronica and Peter Hastings (they are trying to get me used to calling them by their first names now because I've lived with them for so long) that I would take Spencer to the funeral and meet them there. So when I got downstairs it was empty. I mean it's usually empty, nothing really new about that. They are always busy with work and have almost no time for their kids. I find this a bit heartbreaking, but what can you do.

I go out through the backyard to head to my car. I always park in the back of the house outside their gates because I'm still trying to space myself from becoming a Hastings. They lecture me about it of course. "You live here too." They say. "Don't be shy to call this your home." I don't consider this my home. I wouldn't tell them this though. I would feel too bad to say that. But using their garage, their things outside of what I need to use would mean that I'm comfortable being added and seen as part of the family, but I'm really not. They took me in, yes. But I can't help but feel sometimes it was out of popularity rather than being nice. The town became even more admired by them for being generous about adopting me. That's what this town is about and it really gets on my nerves sometimes.

I'm a bit heated as I walk to the gates when I hear. "'ello Jessie." I turn around and see Wren walking out of the Loft. "You seem to be in a bad mood. Fancy a chat?" I don't know about you, but I love accents. Especially British ones. I was trying to concentrate on what he just said but it was a bit hard. "Jessie?"

I snap out of it. "Oh. Uh. Sorry." I shake my head. "I'm fine. Just going to wait for Spencer in the car."

"Were you close to Alison?"

I shake my head. "No. Just knew her from school."

"Nice of you to go even though you really didn't know her."

I nod. "That's me."

He half smiles. "Well I'll let you be off then. See you later." He smiles again and starts to walk towards the house. I watch him for a second and then turn around.

I sat in the car for awhile. It felt like forever, but obviously that's not the case. How long I was sitting there though I couldn't tell you. I was just watching out the window in a daze. The radio was playing lightly in my ears. The sight of the DiLaurentis house was now even more creepy than it had been a week ago. Knowing she was missing was one thing, but her dead body being found there is a whole other story. Do I wonder who could have done it? Of course, it's only natural. But there's never been a specific person to pop into my head. It could have been someone from out of town. That's a lot of people's theory. But frankly, as horrible as it sounds, the entire town hated her. It could have been anyone.

The door opens and it brings me back to reality. I watch as Spencer gets in the car. Her eyes were a bit red, which means she's been crying. "Ready?" I say in a bit of a low voice.

She looks at me. For a second I thought she was about to burst into tears. But then she just nods and looks away. I felt really bad. Since we were kids I had been an ass about the fact that Alison was a bully, even when they were friends. I never took into consideration that maybe she really did care about her. That this situation was hard for her and I haven't been able to help. I said I knew her enough to make her feel better. But I haven't done much since her body was found. Am I a bad friend?

I didn't know what to say. So I just turned on the car and took off. For a couple blocks my mind was racing. "Should I say something? She needs me right now. I need to say something. But how do I bring it up without making her upset?" When I finally decided to look at her she put the radio louder. I already knew that this meant she didn't want to talk. I wasn't going to get a conversation in now. When she got into this thought process it was almost impossible to get her to even look at you.

I pulled up across the street from the church. "There are your parents." I look at her. "You go meet them. I'll look for parking."

She opens the door. "Thanks for the ride."

"Of course."

She starts to get out, then turns back to me. "I'm sorry for giving you attitude." This took me a bit by surprise. "Didn't mean to."

I shake my head. "Don't worry about it. You've been through a lot."

"Doesn't mean I should take things out on you."

"Spence. I did the same after the accident. So I get it." I smile at her. "I'm always here for you. No matter what. Just remember that it's okay to let go once in awhile."

She smiles. "Thanks Jessie."

I nod. "Love you kiddo."

"Love you too." She leans over and hugs me. "See you inside." Then she gets out.

There was more people here than I thought there would be to be quite honest. I found parking a block and a half away. On the walk over to the church my name is called. I turn around and a smile comes across my face.

"Hey babe." Andrew was walking towards me.

He pulls me into a hug when he gets to me. "What are you doing here?"

He kisses the top of me head. "Support. Just like you."

We go hand in hand into the church, finding seats towards the back. The Montgomerys, with the exception of Aria were next to us. The Hastings were further up with the Fields. Then Ms. Marin was in the bench across from us. The girls sat all the way in the front with each other. I was a bit surprised to hear that. Apparently Mrs. DiLaurentis wanted the four of them to sit with her and her husband in front.

It was really awkward to begin with but what made it more awkward was how everyone went dead quiet and started staring towards the back of the building. I was extremely confused, so I turn to see what they were looking at. Nothing unusual really. Just two people who walked in. But the whispers surrounded us. "What are they doing here?" I heard a girl in front of me say.

Then I recognized them. "Is that..."

"The Cavanaughs." Andrew says nodding. "Yea."

Step siblings Toby and Jenna Cavanaugh. His dad married her mom maybe a year before I moved? I haven't seen them in awhile. Jenna was in the same grade as us, while Toby is about a year older. Toby did something that made Jenna go blind, and that got him sent to Juve. Jenna had went to some school for the blind after whatever happened and Toby I'm not sure what he does now that he's out but if he comes back to school I heard he'll be in our grade now. I don't know much about him but he has always been very mysterious. Could never decide whether in a good or bad way because he always seemed to keep to himself.

They took seats in the middle of the room. Everyone was still whispering about them. I didn't know enough about them however to interact in this environment. So I just looked forward and ignored all the gossip that was going on. Then the ceremony starts and everything gets quiet. I can't wait to get out of here

"Need a ride?" I ask the girls when I got out of the church to head to the cemetery sometime later. They all seemed to be on edge as they look up from their phones. "You guys alright?"

They all looked at each other then nod. "Fine." Aria says.

"Um. Okay." I was a bit suspicious but I didn't push it. "So...ride?"

Aria and Spencer both nod. While Em and Hanna shook their heads. "No." Hanna and Em say.

"But thanks." Em adds.

I nod. "Well I'm parked down the block."

"Let me tell my parents." Aria says.

"Okay. I'm going to the car. Meet you there." She nods and walks away.