#secretsummerplot

Angel had been feeling positive for the last few months. Since coming home from being on the run from -A, after Romeo helped her find out the identity of the bitch to keep her safe... she really had been feeling safer. More positive than she had since Alec had come to town and fucked her life upside down yet again. Angel had been traumatised by that man as a child and she was beyond angry now that he had ever been able to have power over her. He was nothing. He had always been a nothing and he’d died a nothing and Angel was glad he was gone - her only regret is that she hadn’t done it herself. Maybe she was jealous of -A for that in some way. They’d done what she clearly hadn’t been brave enough to do.

Charlie didn’t know why it happened. He hadn’t done anything. -A hadn’t contacted him again. Ruby would surely have said something if they’d gotten in touch with her, right? He figured she would. Still. It was a complete relief to open the front door and see her there. Sitting in the front garden on the grass and doing her best to grip it in her tiny fingers so she could pick it. Hope. Right there in front of him. Real. Then he was angry, as he moved to scoop her up. Not only because they’d left her out here with not one word, where she possibly could have been taken again, but because they’d stuck a massive red bow on the top of her head. Like she was a present. Yes, her safe return was a complete gift, but he knew it wasn’t meant nicely. It was juts another taunt. He took it off and promptly chucked it into the wheelie bin on his way past, letting the front door slam behind him before he turned to lock it.

The bracelet Imogen had found by Annie’s grave all those years back still sat on her bedside table, draped over the edge of the framed photograph of her and all her friends a few months before Annie disappeared—died. She had to still tell herself to keep thinking of it as the night Annie died, was murdered, but it was hard to do that when it felt like she vanished that night and then was killed years later when her body was discovered. She’d still been so alive, so vivid and real, in Imogen’s memory so it was always difficult to connect those two as… the same. If that made sense, which it did to her so whatever. Now there were three people in that photo who she'd never see again. She reached over, looking up from the book she wasn’t able to concentrate on, and grabbed the bracelet from the table, turning it over in her hands. It was strange that someone would leave it lying there like they had. Imogen liked to see the best in everyone but she was pretty sure it could easily have been stolen. Right? Maybe. Or maybe it wouldn’t have been noticed. Who really visited Annie’s grave beside her and her friends, Annie’s family, and maybe a few others? She figured it was Chloe who put the bracelet there for some reason but she’d never really bothered to ask… maybe she should have left it where it was. She suddenly started to feel guilty as she thought about it, looked at the bracelet. If Chloe had put it there it would have been for a reason, it was a memorial. God. Yeah, she should have left it… she just didn’t have many things of Annie’s left. She’d just seen it and... hadn’t thought about taking it as she’d slipped it into her pocket after recognising it instantly. So long ago now she’d almost forgotten about that day altogether.

Lauren and Darren had come to pay him a little visit, probably hoping that he would talk. Jamie just kept his usual arrogant smirk on his face because why would he give them anything now? Lauren was still stuck on this accomplice story but Jamie wasn’t an easy one to crack even stuck in this place. He was still playing his games even though he’d pretty much been taken off the board. He could still have his fun, and he needed to keep Katie safe. She had covered for him, taken him in, loved him. She was loyal to a fault and he wasn’t going to let her end up in a place like this.

He smirked up at Lauren, brushing his thumb over the empty space where his finger had been before he’d cut it off to sell his own death. “You’re wasting your time.” He muttered, shaking his head. He wasn’t going to answer any of her questions. They tried for a while. Tried to break him into saying something, anything, but Jamie had a hard shell. Eventually Lauren got a phone call and stepped out of the room. He turned his smirk onto Darren until she came back in. 

When she did, she returned with some news that would shake Jamie’s hard exterior for the first time since they got here. Sarah Clarke is alive. It wasn’t possible. How could they have found her? The Dollhouse was somewhere nobody would ever find, he had made damn sure of it. His expression dropped and he was visibly shocked. Lauren and Darren started talking, questioning, this time just focusing on Sarah and not his so-called accomplice or Hannah and Kelly... Jamie couldn’t think straight let alone respond and he definitely wasn’t giving them anything else. They had Sarah. She could tell them herself.

Another fucking loss and he was stuck in here unable to do anything about it.

Excerpt from a London Paper

Back in January of 2017, the body of tragic Sarah Clarke was found in the woods of “MurderVille”, Baberton, beside the body of Hannah Clarkson, who had been missing since the end of the previous year. At first, it was believed that Hannah Clarkson had run away abroad when there was clear updates to her social media accounts. Though it soon became clear that somebody had actually taken control of Hannah’s accounts and the case was again reopened.

When Sarah was found, her system was full of anti-psychotics and there was a suicide note found on her body. All leads pointed to murder/suicide and the cases were closed.

This should have been the end of it but, last month, new evidence was presented that proved Sarah Clarke did not kill Hannah Clarkson. There’s rumoured to be a video clip showing Kelly Sharpe (daughter of Police Chief Gregory Sharpe) murdering Hannah Clarkson. Whether this was in cold blood or accidental is not yet known publicly. Surely then, this means that Kelly then covered the murder up by hacking in to, and using, Hannah’s social media accounts to make it look like she had run away. Then, daughter of the police chief, fled the country too... with the boyfriend she had stolen from none other than the deceased Hannah Clarkson!

Was this a crime of passion? Jealousy? Did Kelly Sharpe also use Sarah Clarke as a scapegoat? Did Sarah really kill herself? The suicide note has been proven to be real so does this mean that Kelly came across Sarah after taking her own life and saw this as the perfect way to cover up her own crime? Did Kelly believe she was above the law, being the Chief’s daughter, and being the ex to one of the lead Detectives on the Annie Pierce case... the same Annie Pierce that just so happened to be Kelly Sharpe’s best friend? Or was it all, simply, covered up by the Big Bad Wolf himself, Jamie Kirk, as a means to blackmail Kelly Sharpe who, conveniently, killed herself just before this evidence broke. Did she know? 

Sadly, this may be just another Baberton Mystery that we don’t get the answers to.

Food for thought: “Once is happenstance. Twice is coincidence. Three times is enemy action.” All roads seem to keep leading back to Annie Pierce and her Girl Gang of bullies.

Mitch had enjoyed his time off work. The museum had been undergoing a few renovations before reopening and he hadn’t been in since before Christmas. He was happy about that because he still wasn’t in security, which is where he knew he was heading, but Mitch just wanted to get there now. He didn’t like being a tour guide, he didn’t enjoy leading strangers around and telling them about a time long since past that Mitch quite frankly didn’t give a shit about. So walking back into the building after his time was up was pretty sad. He’d had a good last day off though, very good, and he was just a little high still from the night before.

He messed with the keys and unlocked the place, pushing inside. “Guess Scott's not in yet.” He muttered to himself as he stepped inside and went about starting up the day. Unlocking things and getting stuff ready for the inevitable flood of people who would come in. The kids and the history freaks. Mitch didn’t mind people, he just didn’t like the work and he didn’t like feeling stuck in a rut here. It was tiring and he was too lazy and he had his sights set elsewhere.

It was a normal morning. He whistled to himself as he readied up, wishing time would go faster already. Colleagues filtered into the building. A few tired hello’s. He stepped through the back to tidy up some things and that’s when the feeling hit him. The weird feeling that something was... off. What was it? Sticky. What? Sticky. Mitch looked down Something was sticking to his shoe. What was it? “Oh... fuck.” He looked behind him again, following the trail of faint boot prints. Back to the fake coffin they had set up against the wall. Red liquid oozed round one of the corners. Congealing and he’d gone and fucking walked right through it. Blood.

“Phil!” He shouted, panicking a little. “Phil, call the fucking police!” The rest was a bit of a blur, everything went quickly. There was lots of talking. Uniforms. A body. Someone had fucking killed someone and shoved their body in the coffin. How? How had they even got into the building?! Mitchell was a bit freaked out to say the least but he luckily didn’t have to be questioned for very long. It just shook him up a bit and he overheard some whispers about the body and the situation. Then, luckily, the museum was closed again. Crime scene.

So he got those days off work after all.

Recently in a special gossip edition of a London paper

Baberton / Three girls still missing an no clues whatsoever. The police caught helpless and senseless, running around like chickens with their head cut off. But we got some exclusive insides to the background of the three missing girls and some interesting quotes from family and friends, that make some wonder, if they actually want the girls to be found. 

Imogen, a cute blonde with a habit for cheating on school tests and a confusing sexuality is dearly missed by family. While she was admitted to the hospital a couple of times for psychological reasons she still seems to have the most friends of the three girls and so it seems is most missed. With her mother, Brooke, you can see that the crazy runs in the family. The 23 year old girl, recently in a relationship with a girl, was just suspect in the murder case of Jessy Wright, seeming obsessive and and jealous of the girl and her friend. Charges are dropped now, but question is, will Imogen ever find out? “She run away for attention,” was one of the quotes people were asked where they thought Imogen could be. And there were multiple answers in that sort, some think even her mental illness is just a play for attention, as well as the marriage to a guy that got annulled quickly after. 

Kelly, the raven haired girl, who’s running the top of the polls when it comes to find a “New Annie Pierce” in Baberton. Known as the daughter of Chief Constable, the way she treats people, especially friends and so called love life it seems the only one who was concerned is her recent obsessive boy toy. While her family and some friends thought, the tomorrow to be 24 year old was just on a retreat in a foreign country, since she’s known for disappearing without any words, it almost seemed like all of Kelly’s former boyfriends, when not dead or out of town, teamed up to gather information. The least concerned is her brother, also known as the local Lothario, with words about her sister, that she’s just “flaky”. Other sources are to claim she lays in a pit overdosing on the “in-drug of the moment”, referring to her past, and maybe also recent, drug problem. Now we wonder if she just went home with the wrong guy this time, or if she’s in on Imogen’s ploy for attention.

Ruby, the invisible brunette of the three, was the last to disappear but also the one that seemed no one really noticed she was gone, other than her boyfriend, who’s also her former teacher. The 23 year old will probably always be remembered as the girl who slept with her English high school teacher in Baberton. While some just shrugged their shoulders when asked about Ruby, I got eye rolling from the rest of the crowd. The girl seemed to keep her head low after her scandal and it wasn’t even possible to find out what her job is, since there were many wrong leads about this. Some wonder if she’s a member of some secret society or a cult her lover got her into, who apparently puts all his concern he can’t put in his dead daughter now in his girlfriend, who is basically the same age. She’s the only one who doesn’t fit into the attention play from Imogen. Or does Ruby want to get out of her hole and claim up the ladder again? 

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Annie’s old friends were easy targets. This all started with Annie, after all. The game. Daisy. Jamie moving to pick up the pieces after she killed herself. His downfall. It all led here. The girls were always where most of the anger was directed and it was always too easy to go back to them. To give them the worst. But the game had grown and -A was now the backwards vigilante of the entire town. Spotting lies and deceits and vowing to do something about them. That was how they saw it. And if they got to have a little fun along the way or tell a few lies of their own to reach their goals, then so be it.

The next lie was another one for Imogen Ford. Another set up, to mess with her already weakened mental state. Not that any of their mental states were any good. The murder cases weren’t going anywhere and it was frustrating for the police, for the residents, and even for -A. Seeing someone innocent go to prison or at the very least be heavily questioned for these murders... that’s what they wanted.

So they were sending another envelope to the police for Imogen Ford. She’d done something in the Dollhouse to get herself off from being a Jessy Wright suspect but this wasn’t about Jessy. This was about Evan Johnson. First they put some photos into the envelope. The arguments between Imogen and Evan; Imogen looking angry, like she hated him. Angry enough to kill, perhaps. Then some texts. Imogen complaining about not wanting him in her life; in her mother’s life, bitter about his cheating with Kelly. They hadn’t all been sent but -A had managed to get them from her drafts folder long ago, long before they’d been deleted, and the screenshots were real enough. It was things that the police would at least have to look at. Even if it may not be as believed after the Jessy Wright thing... it wasn’t as hard hitting as the final piece of the puzzle they put into the envelope.