I guess I should begin by apologizing.
If I had known that this was going to be the outcome for all of us, just from that little decision I made a year ago, I would have paused.
I would have stopped.
I would have rather killed myself than do what I have done.
But yet, in an odd turn of events, I am alive.
And I’m still doing it.
God, is there something wrong with me?
Spencer keeps reassuring me that I did what was best. That I helped keep everyone alive. That if it weren’t for my strange paranoia and me, we all would be ten feet underground in a coffin that wasn’t meant for us.
I like to believe her sometimes.
But then I watch her slit someone’s throat with eyes that hold nothing and hands that hold everything red, and I wonder if I am a monster creator.
Do I create Monsters?
If I create them, can I possibly be one?
Or is the only way to create one is to be one already.
Perhaps I am a monster.
That’s it.
I am the monster who invented the kill squad.
And it’s our turn to ctrl A.
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FanfictionWait for it. I’m going to give you all the answers. Unheard of? I know. But I really have no choice. Not after what A did the first time and not after what we are doing now. Never, after what we are doing now. There are five of us: Aria, Spencer, H...