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Got A Secret

"We spoke before I left for Milan. She's fine. She's enjoying the beautiful beaches of Malibu and the hot chicks that go along with it. She gets laid practically every night. She went into many very detailed descriptions," Hanna lied.

"She what?" Alison choked.

"Yeah. She loves girls. I mean, it's obvious because she's gay," Hanna said.

"You sound like you're trying to cover something up Hanna," Alison said suspiciously.

Hanna laughed to herself nervously. "No, not really. I mean, it's not like Emily is inside the closest right? All the girls in Malibu are gay now because of her."

Alison was starting to become slightly annoyed with hearing about Emily sleeping with a whole bunch of random girls. Her and Emily had never slept together. The thought of them ever doing more than just kissing was simply that. A thought.

Though Alison couldn't lie to herself. She had thought of it many times. She couldn't not imagine waking up next to Emily after a long night of nonstop love making. She figured if all the other girls got to experience it, why couldn't she?

Emily had even gotten to experience it with Paige. It was bad enough thinking about Emily in California. But the thought of Emily in California with Paige drove Alison up a wall.

"Yeah, yeah. Hanna, I get it," Alison snapped.

"Wow, somebody's being a bit touchy today," Hanna said.

"I'm sorry. I have to go. I promised Charlotte I'd visit."

"How is the she-devil by the way?" Hanna asked with a smug grin on her lips.

"She is Charlotte. And she's fine I guess. She mainly just sits in her room and stares at the walls," Alison said.

Hanna could hear the buzzing sound of the heavy metal doors being unlocked from the other side of the phone.

"Are they still keeping her on severe lockdown?" Hanna asked.

Alison laughed coldly. "They still think she's borderline criminal. She should be allowed to go outside every now and again like the rest of the patients."

"Ali, no offense, but Charlotte IS borderline criminal. She locked us up in a fucking dollhouse and toyed with us for years. Not to mention, she ran you out of town and tried to KILL us all," Hanna said.

"You don't know her like I do," Alison said.

Hanna heard another loud buzz. How many more doors is she behind? She thought to herself.

"You're right Ali. I don't. But I do know one thing. The only thing keeping her out of jail is the fact that the girls and I let her plead insane instead of just guilty. Otherwise she'd be behind bars getting raped with a stick of butter," Hanna scolded.

"Stop," Alison demanded. Her voice had turned cold as ice.

Hanna knew she struck a nerve. She sighed. "I'm sorry, Ali. That was uncalled for."

"You think?" Alison snapped. "She's my fucking sister."

The line was dead for a couple of seconds. Hanna stared at the letter on her desk and ran her fingers over where Emily had crudely written her signature.

"You still there, Hanna?" Alison asked quietly.

"Yes Ali," Hanna responded.

"I'm sorry I snapped I'm just," Alison paused, "I'm just overwhelmed. And I miss you guys. And I miss Em."

Hanna shrugged even though Ali couldn't see her. "She misses you too."

"How do you know?" Alison asked.

Hanna thought of what to say. She decided it was best not to lie about everything.

"I know she misses you Ali. Because she told me she did."

The line was quiet again. On the other end she could slightly hear Alison sniffle. At least, that's what Hanna thought she heard.

"I'll talk to you soon, Han. Good night," Alison said softly.

And although it was daylight in Milan, Hanna couldn't help but slightly miss Rosewood and the Brew where her and her friends would hang out after school days. It all seemed so far away now. And just like Alison, Hanna also missed Emily. She couldn't help but think that if Emily made it back from Afghanistan alive, she'd be the one to kill her.

"Goodnight Ali."

Hanna hung up her phone and held it against her chin for a couple of seconds before folding Emily's letter back up and stuffing it in the envelope. She tucked it into the folds of her jacket and continued on with her work.

For now, Emily's secret was safe with her.