DEAD GIRL WALKING. moseying around the grounds. eyes looking dark and dim. sunken in. dead girl walking. morbid vivd dreams to touch. nightsheds the veil, where hidden truths lie behind the surface.
independent spencer hastings from freeform's PRETTY LITTLE LIARS. heavily crossover and canon divergence dependent. est. feb 2014, portrayed by tori.
❝ YEAH. but —— i didn’t know who daisy was. no one did. ❞ another lie. she knew that maggie was piper’s mother; she knew that piper still had a TIE to this town, and that was exactly why she found her in the first place —– it would give her enough motivation to HELP audrey in what she needed. but her desires and her goals were much different back then. back then, she was angry, taking actions that were derived because of the rejection she felt from emma ( both in a romantic sense and by her friendship. ) it was no excuse, but that didn’t mean she had to suffer the rest of her life for her mistakes —- did she? if she claimed not to know who daisy was, she could pretend she didn’t know emma’s relation to her. she scoffed, her hands moving to her hair to tug on it out of frustration. ❝ spencer, you’re trying to paint me as the bad guy, and i’m NOT, ❞ she quickly shot back. ❝ i knew piper shaw, MY FRIEND. i didn’t know piper shaw, KILLER. ❞ she had her suspicions, but she was with piper the night her girlfriend died —– and that was exactly why she couldn’t blame piper. given that she had lost her best friend to a crowd of people she HATED, she needed someone like piper. she made her feel better. she knew she couldn’t explain that to anyone; they didn’t want to see humanity in her. ❝ you could BELIEVE ME, for one, ❞ she quickly shot back. but even she would understand why she wouldn’t —- that didn’t make it any easier. ❝ can you blame me? look at how you’re reacting! there’s never a good time to say, ‘ oh, by the way, i was friends with the killer before i knew she was offing all my classmates! i’m innocent though! ‘ ❞ words came out in a mocking tone as she rolled her eyes. ❝ i know how BAD it sounds, i’m not stupid —– there’s enough going on right now, i didn’t want to bring this up. and did you ever think that maybe I’M HURT too? ❞ she asked, brows raised back at her. ❝ maybe it’s a little difficult for me to talk about one of my best friends who turned out to be a KILLER. not exactly girls-night-out gossip, ❞ she told her. it was hard to talk about piper being her friend. THIS was hard. ❝ i wouldn’t exactly call EITHER of them smart, ❞ she corrected, but she knew this wasn’t the time for insulting her previous enemies. ❝ —– fine. if you really think i’m some kind of killer, then don’t waste your time. but that’s exactly what the real killer wants. that’s what’s going to give them the advantage, if you all turn on me. ❞
SHE SAID NOTHING BACK , trying to process everything they had thought to have known and everything that audrey was telling her now. it looked bad on the outside. but it wasn’t as if spencer was the holy truthful TELLER OF TALES. ( she was still paying the price for it. ) an alleged pretty little liar as proclaimed by a whole town. the killer had done a number on her paranoia , to the point where not only was her sanity being questioned ———- , but so was everyone else and their motives. everyone started looking guilty. it was amore diabolical game that made her wish they’d justcut to the chaseand jam their knife right through her insides. instead of this twisted mind torture. despite how horror movie cheesy it all was. they were all still just pieces in someone’s game. AND HOW FAMILIAR THAT WAS. to be pawned. WILL YOU EVER GAIN CONTROL OF YOUR LIFE AGAIN? ❛ i believe you. ❜ she finally cut in , quiet sincerity laced in husked tone. a slight sigh puffing out of lips as body shifted , no longer looking at audrey. to think , of all the encounters with the brandon james mask they had still so cleverlyGOTTEN AWAY before any of them could get the chance to pull it right off of them. ❛ this was probably part of piper’s plan all along. everything looks so black and white on the outside but in the end you just end up right back where you started. which apparentlyis nothing. ❜ and now it wasworse. everyone was raising an eyebrow at each other ( normally highly logical brunette was certainly guilty of that. ) , while others were left scraping what was left of their sanity. but mostly , she was downright terrifed of losing someone. anxiety and nightmares over it made that apparent. especially in light of what happened tojake and brooke. that could be any one of them. hands threw themselves up in the air before half-heartedly smacking back down in her lap , turning back with an expression that was a kaleidoscope of different emotions. brows arched while lips were slightly parted open. ❛ i’m sorry , okay? sometimes , i just jump to whatever worst case scenario. i wasn’t , ——– trying to accuse you of anything. but that doesn’t mean it can’t be anyone else we know. ❜ words lingered in the tension-filled air. there was a reason spencer didn’t trust many. guard was kept up most of the time , in a protective armour around one’s self. it was a subconscious coping and defence mechanism. and it sometimes pushed people away.