The Sixth Doll~ Pretty Little Liars

Monsters in the End

"Apparently, no one does," Caleb nodded.

"Why would you do that? Why would you risk everything, just so that you could make a couple bucks?" Isabel blurted, her voice rising. "Hanna really cares about you. I really care about you. And you lied to both of us."

"I know, and I'm really sorry," Caleb agreed. "I know I shouldn't have-"

"Shouldn't have what, Caleb? Spied on your sister and girlfriend?" Isabel shouted. "For a vindictive blind girl? Is that why you couldn't 'crack' the phone?"

"I really am sorry, Isabela," he swore. "I don't have a place to live, you know that-"

"Of course I do. I never did," she snapped, and stormed off.

-

The next day, the girls were gathered in Emily's room.

"A key?" Isabel scoffed.

"That's what I said," Hanna agreed.

"Was it a key to Ali's house?" Emily guessed. "Her locker at the tennis club?"

"Why would Jenna want that?" Aria argued. "What was she gonna do, sniff Ali's old gym socks?"

"If Jenna's 'A', she's looking for any information on us she can get," Spencer pointed out.

"I cannot believe that he went through my closet and my nightstand," Hanna shuddered. "What a jerk!"

"He's a total creep," Spencer agreed.

"He's an animal," Emily added.

"Easy, guys," Aria nodded at Isabel, who was on the verge of tears. "He looked through your stuff, he didn't invade Poland."

"Why are you sticking up for him? He broke her trust," Spencer retorted.

"He went behind her back," Emily chimed in.

"He stuck his hands in her panty drawer!" Spencer yelled. The all stared at her. "I'm sorry."

"Okay, all I'm saying is that somebody can look through someone else's stuff that they're not supposed to be looking through," Aria shrugged.

"You wanna translate that into speech?" Spencer frowned.

"You're not talking about him anymore, are you?" Isabel added.

"I saw Ezra's website page," Aria sighed. "Look, I-I knocked his desk, and his laptop screen came up."

"So? big deal," Spencer shrugged. "What's the juiciest thing on his status update? 'Ezra Fitz has joined the Mark Twain fan page'?"

"How 'bout he has a double life?" Aria huffed.

"Wait, I thought that you were his double life," Isabel frowned.

"Fine. Triple life," Aria corrected herself. "There was this picture of him cozying up to some girl wearing an engagement ring in Italy."

"What's her name?" Hanna asked.

"Jackie," Aria scoffed.

"How do you know she wasn't his cousin?" Emily remarked.

"'Cause in picture number three, they were licking each other's gelato," Aria explained, annoyed. "I mean, guys, seriously, what do I do?"

"Ask him, then," Isabel suggested.

"Yeah. Be honest with him," Emily added. "Explain what happened and see what he says."

"Yeah, and remember, people can look guilty of something even if they're completely innocent," Spencer nodded.

"Okay, you know what? Screw that," Hanna scoffed. "Make a fake profile, 'friend' Jackie, comb through that skank's page, and nail his ass to the wall."

"Seriously, Han?" Isabel said, voicing everyones' thoughts.

"Or we can do what Isabel and Emily say," Hanna muttered.

-

Isabel spent the day studying. Caleb texted her, saying he was going to Arizona (seeing as she ignored his seventeen calls) but she didn't reply. She also decided to stay home from the festival. She didn't really have anyone to go with, so...

Hours later, Isabel was doing her English homework.

'Name one reason Smith distrusts Julia.'

How intriguing. This was 1984, anyway. Her phone beeped, saving her from boredom.

'We found The Key. Meet up at this storage place near Hollis. (Link to directions)- Em'

-

"Isabel! There you are!" Aria called. Isabel ran up to her. "Where's Hanna?"

"There," she pointed to Hanna, who was running up to them.

"Why didn't you answer your phone?" Aria huffed.

"I left it at the booth," Hanna said.

"You didn't get Emily's text?" Aria frowned.

"She found the key, the key that Jenna was looking for," Isabel explained. "She wants us to meet her at that storage place near Hollis."

"Where's Spencer?" Hanna asked.

"I couldn't reach her," Aria told them.

"Hopefully, she's on the way," Isabel gulped. She stared at the ground as they hurried off.

"Is he going somewhere?" Aria asked, and Isabel's head shot up. Caleb was boarding a bus a few feet away from them.

"I don't know," Hanna snapped.

"Arizona," Isabel muttered.

"Who cares?" Hanna scoffed.

"Hanna. Hey. Go over there and say something. Go... before he does," Aria urged. Isabel kept staring at the ground so that she wouldn't have to see her brother leaving her again.

"I can't. Now, come on. Emily's waiting for us," Hanna replied, and off they went.

-

The four of them opened the storage unit.

"Guys, look," Aria said, pointing to a lone object: a kid's metal cartoon lunchbox.

"It's Ali's old lunch box from when she was a kid," Emily explained as Hanna opened it. Inside was just a flash drive.

"What is that?" Aria frowned.

"Have you seriously never seen a flash drive before?" Isabel scoffed.

"I don't know, but we're taking it," Hanna said, grabbing it.

"You guys, it's a flash drive," Isabel sighed as they left.

-

Back at Emily's, the girls watched the videos that were on the flash drive. They were of the six of them as teens, undressing, talking, all sorts of perverted stuff.

"Someone's been spying on us for years," Emily realized.

"And Ali didn't take the video. She's in it," Aria pointed out. "She's in a lot of 'em."

"Oh, my God, that's July 4th," Spencer gaped as they watched another video.

"She always said it was Toby peeping on us, but..." Isabel added.

"No, there's no way that this is Toby," Spencer huffed.

"Well, then, who is it?" Hanna snapped.

"How 'bout why?" Aria frowned.

"Why did Ali have these videos?" Isabel nodded.

"Did the person who took this know she had them?" Emily gulped.

"Is this why she was killed?"