I have good news!
I'm pregnant!
............................. Um... No. Jk, jk. I decided to keep writing this book. But I'm sure you already knew that...
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Alison POV:
Emily holds the picture up and I tense.
"Who's Charles?" She asks in a hurt, confused and slightly angry voice.
Her face has all the same emotions written all over it.
"Uh... My um, uh, m-my... Uh..." I stutter and gulp while fidgeting with my fingers. "My, uh... D-Did y-you look through al-all of the, um, Radley f-files?" I ask nervously.
"No. I just assumed my girlfriend was crazy and never told me." She says angrily.
"You're joking, right?" I say quietly.
Emily scoffs loudly. "No!"
I flinch at her tone.
"I thought maybe you were acting like this because you were on your period! But then Hanna mentioned something about a box and your attitude!" She yells at me.
Tears start welling up in my eyes.
"Who's Charles, Alison?" Emily questions through gritted teeth in a demanding voice.
"He's, my, um... My brother." I say flatly and shrug with a blank expression.
"W-What...?" Emily asks as she tilts her head to the side and furrows her eyebrows. "Jason is your brother."
"Charles is my oldest brother." I say without looking at her.
Emily lets out a dry, humorless laugh.
"God, why are you lying, Alison?!" She says with a pained voice.
She's trying not to cry.
"I'm not." I say, still not daring to look at her.
"Well, then, care to explain what the hell is happening?!" She asks as she throws the picture and birth certificates.
I go over and sit on the floor across from her.
"Obviously you didn't look at these." I say.
I pick up the birth certificates.
"This one is mine." I say, showing her the paper with pink accents.
"Alison Lauren DiLaurentis, born on June twenty third in 1995. Weighing four pounds and seven ounces. Place of birth, Rosewood, Pennsylvania. Mother is Jessica DiLaurentis, father is Kenneth DiLaurentis." I say and hand it to her.
(A/N Charles's information is completely made up.)
"This one is Charles's." I inform her, showing her the paper with blue accents.
"Charles DiLaurentis, born on September seventh in 1989. Weighing six pounds and eleven ounces. Place of birth, Roswell Georgia. Mother is Jessica DiLaurentis, father is Kenneth DiLaurentis."
(A/N I hate myself. XD Rosewood and Roswell.)
She looks at the birth certificate in shock and confusion.
"Why and how do you have this?" She asks.
"My parents just had it sitting up in the attic collecting dust. I found it and took it." I tell her.
"Well... Where is he know?" She questions as she looks at me. "Actually, why didn't you tell me about him?"
"I...I..." I sigh, giving up on telling a lie. "When I was eleven months old, he tried to drown me in a scorching bath tub." I tell her. "He hated me."
Emily's jaw is wide open.
"How did you get out?" She questions.
"My dad came upstairs. I was supposed to be taking a nap. Jason was in the garden with my mother." I say.
"I'm just... Going to tell you the full story." I sigh.
"My parents knew there was something wrong with him from a very young age." I say. "Then, after he tried to kill me, they sent him to Radley. He stayed there until sixteen." I tell her.
"Well... Where is he know?" Emily questions.
"He... He, um... He killed himself." I choke out and my voice cracks on killed himself.
"If you don't mind me asking... How?"
"Pills." I say simply.
Emily nods her head with a pained expression on her face.
"I'm sorry." She whispers.
"It's not your fault." I say with a sad, broken smile.
"I mean I'm sorry for getting mad at you."
"It's fine." I tell her. "Really."
"Please don't get mad at me or anything for asking this..." She says quickly with a face of uncertainty.
"What is it?" I ask.
"How come you never told me about him?"
"I guess I just forgot about him. And that's horrible! I forgot about my own brother." I laugh dryly and sniffle.
"Hey. Hey, it's fine, Alison." Emily assures me and pulls me into a hug.
"Wow... That's... Wow." I hear Hanna's voice say.
"Oh, my god. I forgot you were here." I say and try to quickly wipe my tears.
"Wow. You forgot about me? What, am I dead?" She asks.
"Hanna!" Emily scolds her with a look I can't quite place.
I know it's a mixture of "shut the hell up" and "what's wrong you?!"
"What? Too soon?" Hanna asks. (😁)
"It's fine." I chuckle quietly. "You're just trying to lighten the mood."
Hanna gives me a closed mouth smile. "I'm sorry." She whispers.
"It's fine. Really." I assure her and lightly nod my head.
"I'm glad I came when I did." I hear another familiar voice say. Spencer.
"Everyone heard." Another voice I know. It's softer. Aria.
I turn and see Spencer and Aria in the doorway.
"Heyyy, guys." I say quietly and nervously.
They come and sit down.
"Caleb and Toby heard all of it?" I ask.
"Yep." Spencer sighs.
"Obviously Jason already knew." Aria smiles lightly.
Spencer looks in the box.
"Do you mind if I...?" She trails off, referring to the box.
"Go ahead." I smile at her.
"Wait... Why is everyone here?" Hanna asks confused as she finally sits up.
"We're all eating dinner together, Han." Emily tells her in a tone that says "what the fuck?"
"Oh, yeah." Hanna giggles. "Duh."
"Hey, Ali?" Spencer says. "You said...-"
"Charles." I say.
"Yeah, I just didn't know if-"
"I get it. Continue."
"You said he used pills to... You know-"
"Kill himself." I say bluntly as I stare at the wall.
"It says here he donated his organs. That's impossible." She says.
"What do you mean?" I scoff.
"The pills would've made his liver trash. Nobody would want it." She tells me. "Nobody would want any of his organs if he intoxicated them with the chemicals and shit from the pills."
"What are you saying?" I roll my eyes.
"Either Charles didn't use pills, this paperwork is wrong and he didn't donate his organs or Charles is... Alive."
A/N Dun dun duuunnn!
Honesty... None of this was supposed to happen.
I mentioned the name Charlie last chapter and all of this went off of the one name.
Because Alison used a nickname for Charlotte. Yay for me.
I congratulate myself.
I'm all over the place right now. I'm adding this on right now.
School starts tomorrow. And I'm all over the place right now, especially with my anxiety. I'm so nervous. Updates may be slow.