Fan Fiction for Pretty Little Liars ** Please note this is all made up in MY head, it has no affiliation with ABC Family, Marlene King, or anything else related to Pretty Little Liars, just my OWN mind, ** Still trapped, the Pretty Little Liars have no where to go. They have given up trying to trick Charles because now they have realized that the best thing to do is to do as told. A has finally won, and their minds are set on that. "We are never going to get out of here!" -Aria cries out with tears starting to run down her cheeks. "This is a game, we have to play the game!" -Spencer declares to her. Aria always looked up and trusted Spencer's instinct, but at this day and time she questioned her. #TeamSparia "That bitch thinks he has won, but I would love to see him try to beat us" -Hanna says out with a tiny smirk on her face. Hanna always wanted to try to turn everything into a joke to try to lighten the mood, which is why everyone loves Hanna. She won't let anything bring her down! "We have to work together and play the game. Continue doing as told, call me Alison, but at the same time we have to be smart and figure this out. I've been here the longest and I know Charles is hiding things. There are so many rooms I haven't had a chance to get into yet...But I am going to." -Mona says with confidence. The alarm suddenly sounds, It's time for bed according to Charles. Everyone hurries back to their rooms. Emily sits alone on her bed, staring at the ceiling. "This is such b.s." -she whispers under her breath. Hours go by, Emily is still tossing and turning and she can't sleep. She gets out of bed and starts pacing the room, shouting at the walls. "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!?" "LET US GO HOME!" "TELL US WHAT YOU WANT!" "WHAT DID WE DO TO YOU?!" From the weakest link, Emily has grown into such a strong individual, she won't ever back down and won't ever let anyone hurt her friends. Everyone can always count on her. Emily's rage is growing, she starts throwing objects around her room, she starts jumping on the bed, crying. She walks over to her "Dollhouse desk" and picks up the photo of her friends and Alison in the middle. She stares at the picture and remembers that day, she remembers the first day she met Maya, she remembers her family, tears start pouring down faster and she throws the picture against the wall shattering it. Whilst shattering the picture frame, a tiny key falls onto the floor. Stunned, Emily wipes her face and kneals to the ground to pick it up. "What is this?!" -she said to herself. She looked around the room, she started to go through everything trying to find something that this mysterious key goes to. She pushes her bed to the side, and to her amazement she sees a trap door under her bed in the floor boards. She stares deeply at the trap door, then to the shiny brass key in the palm of her hand. She starts breathing heavily almost hyperventilating. She sat down on the edge of her bed thinking about what to do. She has been playing A's game for years now, and she couldn't believe that this was that simple. "Is this a trap for myself?" "Is this a mistake by Charles?" "Where does this go?" "Should I wait to tell the others?" So many thoughts were running through her mind, then she gets the courage. "Screw it! The weakest link wants some payback!" -Emily darts to the trap door, and inserts the key. She turns the lock and it pops right open. She is terrified to open th trap door, but she thought about the fact that this could be her and her friends only way home and safety. She closes her eyes tightly and lifts the door open. She opens her eyes and she sees a dark staircase leading down to another hallway. it was very dark, but she could still see peaks of light coming from inside of the tunnel. Emily takes a deep breath and slowly starts making her way down the stairs. She knew if she got caught, Charles would torture her like nonother. She was terrified, shaking, but she kept her head help high. She finally gets to the bottom of the stairs and looks down the long, dark hallway staring back at her. She looks back up the stairs, looks back at the hall way and starts very slowly making her way down the hall. The hallways seems to be going on forever, she looks back and she can barley see the staircase. "This place is demented" - she whispers under her breath. She continues walking, her heart pounds with every step and every breath, and then finally, she comes across a door. She can hear someone on the other side. Her heart starts pounding faster, and louder. "I know this voice" -she says under her breath. Her mind is spinning with confusion, her eyes are widening. She reaches for the doorknob and to her surprise the door was unlocked. She slowly pushes it open, and what she saw made her instantly faint to the ground. Emily woke up about 10 minutes later tucked in a bed. She figured what had happened was just a dream, and then sees what she saw again sitting at the edge of her bed staring at her. She wiped her eyes, thinking maybe she was just seeing things, but she was still there, still sitting at the edge of her bed. Emily slowly sits up, confused and whispers, "Maya?" "Hello Emily." -Maya said to her with a slight smile and her eyes filling up with little tears. "What? How?" - Emily started to cry, she couldn't believe Maya was here in the flesh looking at her, next to her, TALKING to her. "Emily, there is so much you don't know, and you don't want to know. This is so confusing and dangerous for everyone." -Maya starts "First, you should know, I have been friends with Alison since we were 3 years old, Shana is my twin sister, we met at my Grandmothers house." -Maya continued Emily's mind is spinning, she couldn't believe anything she was saying. Emily looked around the room and realized she memorized where she was, in Maya's bedroom. "Did Charles kidnap you?"- Emily cried out "It's complicated, Emily. More than you even know. Charles has been good to me. I knew who tried to kill Ali, and they were after me. " "What?! Who?! How can Charles be good to you, he's demented and insane!" -Emily was crying she just couldn't gather all of these thoughts in her head. Maya is such a calm person, Emily was just so confused how she could be so calm. "There are alot of people you and your friends think you can trust, but you can't. They've been after Ali for years. " -Maya continued. "Who can't we trust Maya? Please tell me! JUst tell me everything" -Emily was crying so hard. "I don't know if I am the one to tell you Emily. You need to think about every person in you and your friends life and figure it out. But Emily, you need to get back to your room before Charles finds out you are gone and found me. It's part of our agreement, you can't know I am here." "Wait, Maya! I can't leave you, I can save you, please come with me! "I don't need saved Emily. It will all make sense soon, I promise." -Maya opened the door to the hallway and told Emily to leave. Emily left Maya's room, heart pounding and tears continued flowing down her cheeks and onto the floor. She got back to her room and layed in her bed and just stared at the ceiling. A few hours later, all of the bedroom doors opened and the liars continued to do their chores for Charles. Emily had a shocked look on her face, and wondered if she should tell the others about Maya being alive or not. But she remembered what Mona had said before, they needed to stick together and trust eachother if they ever wanted to escape. "Guys," -Emily started when she first saw them, her voice was quiet, she was trying to hold back the tears. "What's wrong Emily?" Aria said softly. She went on telling them how she had a breakdown and started throwing objects all over her bedroom and then found the key. She told them about the trap door, the staircase and the hallway...then she got to the biggest of them all... "Maya is here, in the Dollhouse." -She stated with tears now starting to pour down her cheeks and she saw everyone else's eyes fill up with tears in disbelief. Emily could see everyone's minds confused and most likely thinking about the night the Rosewood PD had discovered Maya's body. "Emily, What the hell are you talking about?" Spencer stated. "Are you sure it was her? She's fricken dead Emily!" -Hanna shouted out. "With every ounce, I swear, it's her, she's alive! She said she wasn't kidnapped, she said Charles saved her, and that we can't trust people we think we can trust. Trust me, I am just as confused as you all are." ...to be continued
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