-Explode-
-Ships: Spemily vs Hanily-
-Pretty Little Liars-
-Chapter 1: Speak-
A/N: Please let me know if I should continue.
"You're terrified..." Spencers voice trails down the empty dark hallway to reach Emily. Emily shakes out of her sleepy state and looks the direction of a concerned Spencer walking her way. She doesn't speak though, she just watches Spencer's lips move as advice gets thrown at her.
"Ems, we can talk about it." Emily sighs because that is the last thing on her mind.
"There's nothing...to talk about." She says, turning back away from Spencer.
"There is everything to talk about." Spencer argues with Emily.
"You're right, you're always right." Is the last thing Emily says before getting up from the stool and disappearing upstairs. Spencer watches her speed away, with a stained frown.
"I will just give it time." She whispers to herself, walking over to sit on her couch. Her hands rubs across the surface. Feeling the soft fabric beneath her fingers. Her head slightly falls back to rest her thoughts. More like form more of them and try to sort them out.
"She just needs her time." She says quietly to the ceiling. It seems like it echoes back to lay inside her ears and soak into her brain.
'Emily has been through life and death but now it's time for me to revive her. I need her...she needs me.' Spencer centers her thoughts around Emily. It has gotten easier and easier to do so. But to get out of the cage filled with just Emily in the middle of her mind, is getting harder and harder to do. She thinks that somewhere along the way starting with meeting Emily that a lock has begin to latch itself on the imaginary cage door. And the lock is getting harder and harder to pick. Spencer begins to drift off, her eyelids get heavy. She tries to fight it but her stress takes over.
Even in Spencer's dreams, Emily is the center of everything, like the sun. In which everything else revolves around her. Spencer doesn't mind being in her gravitational force. In fact she enjoys it but it's only in her dreams. Because she knows in reality her and Emily are drifting apart.
A bright light in the middle of the night causes Spencer to wake. She sees Emily through her squinted eyes. One of Emily's hands lays on the open fridge door. The other holding a phone, as she whispers into it.
"Hanna, why are you even awake?" Spencers eyes widen, surprise to the fact that Hanna would even be up this late or early to talk to Emily. She can't hear a word that Hanna is saying, which makes her curious.
Emily tries her hardest to stay quiet to not wake Spencer up. Little does she know that Spencer is watching her every move, and hearing every sound she makes.
"Shouldn't you be laying down with Caleb?" She almost sounds angry when she asks Hanna that.
"Yes Han I am ok. Why wouldn't I be? Spencer takes care of me." Spencer almost smiles at that until Emily harshly whispers into the phone.
"Why would you even ask me that?" "Han you must be drunk or something." Emily tries to straighten out her thoughts as Hanna whispers pointless, meaningless things to her. Asking her if she is ok, if Spencer was treating her right. It didn't make any sense.
"I'm just thinking of you that's all." Hanna admits to Emily "I just had to talk to you, hear your voice. I miss you."
"Why are you acting like this?" Emily asks, raising Spencer's concern to a higher leve.
"Han you are acting like a young teenage boy in love." Something in Spencer's heart freezes then boils, and she tries with all her might not to say anything to the communication going between only Hanna and Emily. That she isn't even suppose to be hearing right now.
"Because I am...just, just not the boy part. Em...I love you, you're all I think about. I can't stand keeping it inside anymore."
Emily nearly drops the phone but instead she closes the fridge door. Spencer tries to act quickly asleep.
"Han I think you have me mistaken for Caleb."
"No, no Em I am sure of this."
"Ok well I don't know what to say."
"Just say if you feel the same or not."
"Honestly I do but Caleb is the one you should feel that way for." Emily says before, ending her phone call and tip toeing to Spencer.
"Aw I bet she's cold, I better get her a blanket." Emily whispers to herself quickly tip toeing upstairs to grab a blanket and then tip toe back down stairs.
"Here you go Spence" She says, laying the cover over Spencer and tucking her in. She smiles, and kisses Spence on her forehead.
"I'm sorry Spence I know you are trying your hardest but it's going to take time." Emily quietly runs back upstairs and doesn't come back for the rest of the night.
Spencer just cuddle with the cover that has Emily's scent rubbed on it. And searches through her mind for a lockpick before she gets locked in here.