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Here's a treat for the start of season 6B.

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BUZZ! BUZZ!

That sound came to my ears and I slowly open my eyes, rubbing the sleep away. When I look it's a bit blurry but I realize that I'm not in Aria's or Spencer's room. Then I also noticed that I shouldn't have been at either house anyway. I was supposed to be at the camp for Monas party, but I wasn't in the tent either.

The hell am I? I think to myself. I start to sit up, putting my hand to my head as I feel my head pounding from a headache.

I start to look around. I'm in a bedroom but I have no idea whose room it is. There are posters scattered around of sports teams. Derek Jeter was smiling at me in a poster across from the bed I was in.

BUZZ! BUZZ!

I look towards the noise and notice my glasses. My phone was vibrating on the nightstand right next to them. I see its Aria as I grab it.

I slip on my glasses. "Hello?" I say a bit sleepy and confused. I look at the time, it's a little after twelve in the afternoon.

"Where are you!" She sounded panicked.

"I..."

A knock comes to the door and Kyle pokes his head through. "Hey, you're awake."

I watch him for a second as I can still hear Aria yelling at me from the phone. "Mona said she was going to give you a ride but she couldn't find you. You weren't at Spencer's or Emily's, and you're clearly not at my house!"

"Aria relax." I give Kyle a really confused look and he starts to walk over with a smile.

"Relax!" She yells. "We've all been calling you for two hours straight without an answer."

"Okay. Sorry. I was sleeping. Now you have me." Kyle sits next to me. "I'm in your bedroom?" I whisper.

I had never been inside Kyle's room before. Mostly because he's one of those teens who has a disaster for a room, with a Do Not Enter sign on his door. Plus I'm closer to Blake and Luna.

He shakes his head. "Sean's." Now I'm really confused.

"So then where are you!"

I pull the phone away from my ear. "Stop yelling. I'm at Sean's."

She gets quiet for a second. "Sean's?"

"Yea."

"What are you doing there?"

"Honestly. I have no idea."

"What do you mean you have no idea?"

"Last thing I remember was getting into an argument with you and the girls. The rest is blurry."

"Let me talk to him." She sounded a bit mad.

"I just woke up. So I haven't seen him yet. But Kyle just walked in."

"Kyle?"

"Yea."

She gets quiet again. "Okay. Then can I talk to him?" Now she sounded pissed.

"Why are you mad?"

"Why am I mad?"

I put an annoyed face. I hate when she repeats what I say.

"Yes." I say in an attitude.

"Because you picked up and left without telling anyone."

"Who was I going to tell? Everyone I was there with split."

"You could have told Mona!" She yells. "That would have been helpful."

"Don't yell at me, Aria."

She takes a breath. "Put Kyle on the phone." You could tell she was trying not to lose her temper.

I hold out my phone in aggravation. "She wants to talk to you."

He grabs it and puts the phone to his ear. "Hello?"

I've never been in Sean's house before. Normally when I see him we are at school or at parties. I've never really been close enough to go to his house. But now here I am, waking up in his room, sleeping on his bed. I hope Hanna would forgive me for that. Speaking of Hanna...I faintly remember her being put into an ambulance. I hope she's okay.

"Blake picked her up." I hear him say.

A flashback of me getting into Blake's car came to mind.

"Because he was hanging here when she called him. Sean had a few people over and he brought her along."

I look back at him.

"I don't know why he didn't drop her off at your house. You'd have to ask him."

I could hear her yelling a bit. Either that or the phone was just really loud.

"Why are you making such a big deal? She's our friend too."

Her voice comes again.

"Aria. She's fine. Honest." His face turns a bit red. "Oh. Uh. Well..."

This time she was yelling and I could hear what she said. "You let her drink after what happened last time!"

"She was having a bad day. You didn't help the matter!"

"You are such a..."

"A what? Huh. I was there for a friend when she was having a rough time. What did you want me to do? Tell her she couldn't take her anger out by drinking because it's a no no?"

I had to hide a laugh.

"What is she five? She can make her own decisions."

"Not when she's been drinking she can't!" I hear her again.

"Stop." He says. "She's fine. She slept it off. If you want to come get her then be my guest. But don't hound her about it."

He stops talking and everything gets quiet. She obviously wasn't yelling anymore.

"Okay. We'll see you soon then." He nods. "Okay. Bye." Then hangs up.

"So I was drinking?"

He hands me back my phone. "Yea. A bit."

"Must have been more than a bit if I don't even remember coming here."

"Well according to Blake you were upset and wanted to get picked up from Mona's party."

I nod. "Yea. I kinda remember that."

"Do you remember getting hurt by Riley and her friends?"

The memory of someone kicking me and then Riley slamming her foot onto my stomach came.

I slowly nod. "Yea but..."

"You told us what happened while you were drinking."

"Wonderful." I shake my head in a bit of aggravation with myself. "I guess I need to learn to keep my feelings to myself when I drink too much."

"Talking about feelings isn't always a bad thing."

"I know."

"Especially you."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You never show your emotions. Or more like your sad side. You play everything off as if you're okay."

"Just feels better that why."

"It's not..."

"Healthy. I know!"

He gives me a look.

"It's like everyone's catch phrase for me lately."

He half smiles. "Well if everyone is telling you the same thing then maybe you should start catching on and, you know...listen?"

"Thanks smart ass."

He smiles. "I'm just sayin."

I half smile. "Don't tell Aria or the other girls about Riley okay? I wanted to keep that to myself."

"You can't let her walk all over you."

"I...I didn't. I just got her mad by, uh, hitting her."

His mouth drops. "You hit her?" I nod and he smiles. "You are such a badass." I start to blush. "They really underestimate you."

"Yea. A lot of people do." I start to look around. "I can't believe I slept over Sean's. In his bed..."

He laughs. "He wasn't gonna throw you out in the street."

I nod. "Right."

"Plus some of the others who were here stayed. You were just stressed out and the first to crash. So he brought you up here." He stands up. "Let's get you something to eat before Aria comes to get you."

I swing my legs over the bed and get up. "She treats me like a baby."

"She's just looking out for you."

I follow him to the door. "I can take care of myself. I've been through enough to know how to handle things."

He side looks at me and stops. "Jessie come on, give her a break. She hasn't been in your life for years and when she came back she found out how much your life changed. That's a lot to grasp, knowing your best friend went through something and there's nothing that can be done to change it."

"I know. It's just that I don't want her to worry."

"She's your best friend. It's her job to worry, and to make sure you're okay even if you don't want her to." He starts walking again. "Plus you should know the feeling. You're the same way. Can't blame her can you?"

I shake my head. "No, I guess not."

He smiles. "Exactly. Just make sure she knows you appreciate what she does. I think sometimes she feels you don't want her help and that makes her try harder to get you to listen."

I nod. "Right."

Before we head downstairs I make a pit stop to the bathroom. I could feel a bit of pain around my stomach as I moved so I decided to check it out. When I lift up my shirt I see it's a bit black and blue around the left side of ribs. I knew automatically that it had to do with Riley slamming her foot into me and from whoever kicked me. My eyes popped out of my head when I saw how dark and noticeable the bruise was. It didn't look broken though, I was sure it was just sore. But I needed to make sure no one would see it. I know, as usually I'm hiding things from the people who care about me but I wanted to try to handle this on my own without interference

When we finally got downstairs Sean, Blake, Luna and Noel are in the living room. The boys were playing video games while Luna watched.

She turns around to the creaking sound of the stairs and jumps to her feet. "Bout time." She walks over and the boys turn around. "Sleep okay?" I nod. But I think she could tell I was a bit distracted. So she walks with me to the kitchen. "You okay?"

"I'm fine. Just tired."

She raises her eyebrow, obviously not very convinced but the boys were in the other room, so she didn't want to push it. "So the party was a bust huh?"

I shrug. "Wasn't my thing, but it was okay." I toss a piece of strawberry in my mouth and notice the screen savor of Sean and Hanna pop onto Sean's phone that flashed on when he got a text. "Does Sean know about Hanna?"

"Yea." She gives me a look. "You told us last night."

"Oh." I say. "My memory is a bit foggy. Don't remember too much after Mona's party."

She smiles. "Should cut down on the drinking."

"Whose fault is it that I started?"

She shies away. "Shut up."

I smile and look over at Sean. "So how is he?" I nod in his direction as he sat on the couch, still playing intensely with the boys.

She looks towards him. "He's okay. Just trying to stay positive." Then turns back to me. "She hasn't waken up yet. But he's going to head to the hospital later."

I nod. "Maybe I'll go with him."

About a half hour later I'm getting into the back seat of Spencer's car. Her, Aria and Emily had been scoping out the neighborhood looking for me. I could tell that Aria was still upset because she barely even looked at me when I got in. Spencer has a mixture of relief and sadness in her eyes when she looks at me, which must have been because she was thinking about Hanna. Then Em had a giant smile and tackled me into a hug just as I settled in. Her body hit me so hard that not only did I notice the pain from my ribs but I had also slammed my elbow into the door so hard that it tingled and went numb from hitting my funny bone.

"Ay!" I half yell in Spanish. Then I add in English "Owwww." I grit my teeth and rub my elbow.

"Sorry!" She leans back. "I was just..."

"Happy to see me." I nod. "I know." I feel the car start to move now.

She smiles a bit. "You look terrible."

I laugh. "Thanks. That's always comforting."

She half laughs. "You know what I mean."

I nod. "I do."

It gets awkwardly quiet for about a minute or so. I didn't know what to say, so I occupy myself with the outside world as it quickly passes by from my view. My mind starts to over think as I see Riley's foot push down on my stomach and takes all the air out of me. I could still feel it now and I can hear my breathing slowing down. Then I feel a hand gently go on mine and I slowly turn away from looking out the window.

"We were worried about you." Emily says with mixed emotions in her face and eyes.

"I'm fine."

"Well, yea." She says. "But we didn't know that this morning."

"You shouldn't have left without telling someone." Spencer adds.

"Okay. I'm sorry." I say. "But I'm not a child. I'm old enough to make my own decisions. I can take care of myself."

"Yea." Spencer slowly nods. "But if you went through the experience of having your best friend go missing for three years then you'd understand why..."

"Don't you ever do that again!" Aria's voice echoes through the car and makes me jump.

The car kind of swerves to the side and I know it's because she scared Spencer too. I feel my heart pounding against my chest and I start to lose my breath as I panic from the feeling of the car. Then Aria's face comes into view as she turns around from the front seat, her arm follows and she punches me in the leg.

"You scared the hell out of me!"

"Para!" I say in Spanish out of an impulse. But now I can barely breathe so I don't say anymore.

"No, I will not stop it, Jessie!" Growing up with my Hispanic family she learned to understand Spanish enough to interact. "I thought you were dead!" She continues. "You can't go disappearing and not answering phone calls then not expect me to go crazy when I get a hold of you."

"Aria." I say weakly. Dark circles filled up my vision of her in front of me.

"I'm not a child. You say. I can take care of myself, make my own decisions. You say. Well then make the choice to give one of us a call next time so we know you're okay!"

She didn't notice this, but Spencer had pulled into one of the parking lots for the park after she almost lost control of the car. So it was just coming to a stop. Her, as well as Em and Spence didn't notice my rapid breathing over all the yelling. Em was also too busy watching her in shock to see that I probably looked like I was on the edge of being sick.

Aria's breathing was just as fast as mine from the adrenaline she seemed to have going through her at that moment. Then her eyebrows push together in confusion and what looked a little like anger also as I automatically got out of the car.

"Jessie!"

I was a bit wobbly as I walk over toward the empty playground. It was a bit chilly today as it had apparently been on and off raining since ten this morning. When I get to the grass I put my hands on my knees, gagging and wheezing at the same time. Then I fall to my knees and try to keep myself from falling over but I give up and roll onto my back, facing the gray sky as it was a bit fuzzy from dizziness. Drizzles of rain were landing on me.

"Jessie?" I hear Spencer's voice.

I take a breath. "I'm fine. Just..." I take another one. "Go back to the car. Give me a minute."

Now does anyone every listen to me? No, not usually. So it didn't surprise me when she sat right beside me. She gives me a bit to catch my breath and I don't hesitate to watch her as she watches me in concern. Besides Aria, she's really the only person who can get through to me. So obviously since Aria was the one who got me this way, Spence was the only one who would be able to calm me down. So I smile a bit and try to sit up. Except that was a little harder to do than I thought, so she grabs my hand and puts her other hand behind me to lift me up.

"Thanks."

"No problem."

"Sorry. Got overwhelmed."

She shakes her head. "It's understandable. Aria over did it a bit."

"A bit?" I wipe off some of the rain from my face. "That was completely over dramatic."

"Can you blame her? She was scared."

"Sure. But she could have gotten us killed."

She nods. "But she didn't. I handled the car."

I take a deep breath and look over at the car. Aria and Em were having a conversation, with the occasional look over towards me.

"You almost lost control and I almost repeated the worst day of my life because she's pissed at me."

She watches me, seeming not to know what to say. "Well...at least your panic attack didn't last long this time."

I look at her and nod. "Yea. Moving up in the world."

She half smiles and half laughs. "Okay." She stands. "We are going to the Brew. You wanna come or go home?"

I think for a second. "I'll come." She offers her hand to me and I take it. "Because I'm sure Uncle Byron is worried sick and won't hesitate to give me a talking to also. Not really in the mood for it."

She gets me to my feet and nods. "Good excuse."

I smile and follow her back to the car.