#texts from a

[pearlsforlucy]

[duncanxmitchell]

You ever just feel outta place Dunky boy? Like you don’t belong there with your sisters & you’re the outsider looking in. GOOD. YOU SHOULD BE. You’re nothing, you never will amount to nothing. You think the life you live now is so perfect, well it isn’t. You and I are going to get along just swell Dunky boy & you’re going to keep this to yourself if you know what’s good for you. Don’t think I’m done with you yet, Duncan. You’re going to do something for me. Put those archery skills of yours to the test & get those hands of yours dirty. If you’re not down with that, then I’m going to make sure your mom has one hell of a day at work. Maybe I’ll pay a visit to your sisters to.

-A

His hands are shaking at this point while holding his phone & at this point he doesn’t know how he’s dropped it. Duncan feels so outta place sometimes even though he knows he shouldn’t even with the reassurance from his mom’s but hell that isn’t enough. He sets his phone in his pocket and runs a hand along his face to get his composure back some, before taking a few quick looks around him & being sure he wasn’t followed before continuing on to his archery range.

[phoenixfoster-blog]

my oh my, if it ain’t victoria grace foster. y'know, always thought you were one of a kind. but then again you’re also nothing more than a fuckin’ failure. the blood of that anarchy member is on your hands, grace. and you gave up his life for who ?? some cold blooded killer who calls himself king cobra ?? none of your gang is safe around your stupid ass. your own sister isn’t safe around you. you won’t get a knife in your back, you’ll get a fucking AXE. slip up, and i can guarantee lola will be the first to know about this dirty little secret of yours, and i’ll be sure you watch when i gut your sister like the fish she is. 

- A.

Vicky could handle a lot of things. She could handle being responsible for the death of a friend. She could handle screwing up bad enough to ruin her life. She could even handle what she and Quinn had done to make it out of their home. But what she couldn’t handle someone threatening her sister. Her sister was her lifeblood and no one would get between the two of them. So she deleted the message and shoved her phone back in her pocket, driving her fist hard into the punching bag in front of her face.

[shawshanknoredemption]

M - He wore a grey sweater today, and I did too. He wore a blue one last Wednesday and I did too. He wore a beige one Monday and I did too.

A - Are you guys planning outfits now?

M - We always wear the same colours, I swear to god.

...

M - Do I want to be WITH him? Or maybe all this time I want to BE him.

A - I think you actually want to be him.

M - Yes. Eliminate him. Take over his life. That's not aggressive is it?

A - It's the only way a woman can make it in this world, I support you.

[noelofrp]

Never believe everything you hear. Remember, boys play with toys but girls play with boys. -A

Noel had been attempting to keep himself busy all day. His mind had raced, wondering what he wanted to believe and what he didn’t. He’d hoped Ali wouldn’t lie to him, especially when he’d helped her so much, but he had to be realistic. This was Alison. Manipulative. Deceiving. Secretive. She’d done it so well, maybe it had become second nature. But why would she lie? He shook his head, sick of the thoughts overtaking his mind. 

On one hand, he could just smile and nod, and let her continue lying to him, if she was. She hadn’t hurt him yet, why would he have any reason to be concerned unless she’d given him a reason to? At first, he’d believed her so easily, knowing she was hated in Rosewood. Sure, killing was extreme, but he’d known that she was attacked. It was when she began talking about A that he questioned it.

She’d told him first, and when the news had come out about Emily, Aria, Hanna and Spencer being attacked by Mona-as-A, thing’s had gotten too suspicious. Why hadn’t she come out of the shadows then? Why wasn’t it safe? He sighed. He was better off going to the police.

Noel hesitated, tempted to grab his jacket. His iPhone chimed in his pocket, causing him to jump a little. He rolled his eyes at himself. He pulled out the phone, turning on the screen. Unknown number: one new text message. It was probably Ali. He opened it and almost instantly, his heart stopped. His eyes felt frozen and fixated on his screen as he reread the message over and over.

"No," He looked around at every window in sight. Nobody was there. He shut his screen, tossing his phone to the side. "Damn it!" He shouted, smacking his hand into the wall. For years he’d been safe, free of A. Suddenly, he’d lost all hope in believe Alison.

[prettylittlegossipgleek]

Texts from A: Season premieres.