Alison is crippling, frigid. She takes the air straight out of your unfilled lungs leaving you gasping for more. She is the human personification of living ice. She is evil,ruthless,viscous at a most untouchable level. Her crystal blue eyes can pierce your soul and latch onto your dirtiest deepest secret only to use it against you at your weakest of moments. Her prefect light pink lips can at one moment give you everything you need with just one simple kiss just to have it ripped away when those sugary lips turned into a twisted smear dripping with refined unsettlement. Alison's endless beauty shields her malicious, calculating interior that doesn't shy away from acts of nothing but pure torment, extending to lack any hints of remorse in her deceivable syrupy sweet voice. Loving her is almost a sure fire sentencing of everlasting misery drugged with rare instances of bleak hope of one day she will be able to learn to love with only just for a second. She could bring you to the point of no return and would hesitant for a brief moment before pushing even farther and much harder to bring you to your knees. Her thirst is only quenched with the tears are her fallen victims, the slumping of their worn shoulders in inevitable defeat, the look of exhaustion embracing their tiresome faces. Her hunger satisfied with unrequited longing,craving,begging to never be returned on her chilly behalf. Alison is the simplest of term is a monster, a beautiful monster unrivaled by any other force in her wake.
That was until she met her biggest downfall in one Emily Fields. Emily was nothing but innocence,patience,loyalty in human form. She didn't just embody such traits, she was them. Her smile was equipped with honest feelings of pure happiness littered with genuineness. Her soul so gentle she is naive to her own capacity of her own potential and power. When Alison broke down, she was the one person that could lend her hand and fix you. Her heart holds nothing against another, she forgives almost instantly at what most wouldn't dare ever to consider She wears her heart on her sleeve time and time again even though passed experience has taught her better. Her goodness clashes in a way that stifles the force that is Alison. Together is something that should damage and wound each other and at time it does just that, but sometimes they melt away the flaws of one another and enhance the purifies. Ali turns almost human in her stance, while Emily is empowered to establish her inner strength. Together is something completely different. Together is something that shouldn't exist, but it still does beautifully so.
Alison can't remember when her frozen heart began to splinter at the warmth radiating from one Emily Fields, but every minute,hour,day, slowly but surely is liquidizing the chilled organ. She thinks its the time Emily does the exact opposite as what herself would do. Its when someone bumps into her in the hallway at school and she apologizes profusely though she isn't at fault, it's when she holds the door for the aging woman at the grill, it's when she pats gently on Hanna's back as she cries. Each gesture brought a drop of chill to drain from the cold appendage that lives in Ali's chest. Alison would never call what she feels towards her as love possibly enticement maybe at best attachment. She could never keep Emily under her thumb for any real amount of time. The only person she couldn't see through like a streak free glass window. She was the one person to make Alison question her motives, and most importantly herself. One time that stands out the most in Alison's mind and she will forever be locked in.
It was a some lame attempt at a back to school bash at Noel Kahn's cabin. The residence was filled with drunk teenagers dancing wildly to horrid techno tunes dripping from the stero system. Ali spent the night moving around throwing glassy glares, and crass words at inspecting party goers. As she walked people parted like the red sea. They didn't dare to look her in the eyes as if she was the Greek god Medusa and one stare would cause them to turn to stone. She went dumb boy to dumber boy toying with their eagerness to please and hinting at the fact they will never get what it is they desired most...Her.
As she makes back to girls sitting stiffly on the old couch she notices that Emily has departed from her previous position in sandwiched among Hanna and Spencer. Her eyes then scan the room to fall on Emily talking closely with a jock who was obviously trying his best to persuade Emily into some sort of after part fun. Ali wouldn't say she was envious just taken back by Emily's sudden confidence. She flawlessly makes her way over to the pair when she approaches Emily is giving her the same smile filled with her undying love. "Mind if I take my dance partner?" Alison asks but giving much room for an answer as she clutches Emily's hand and drags her to the open floor where people are dancing. The fast upbeat tempo swiftly drifting away leaving a seducing sultry slow ballad in the air waves surrounding them. Emily begins to pull away already cautioning Ali will no longer desire to dance. Something deep inside Ali wants to prove her wrong even for just a split second whether to just better string her along, or for one rare moment of just wanting to be close. So she grasps Emily's hand and pulls the girl close sliding her hands behind her neck. Emily is evidently shocked as her body goes rigid but soon relaxes as Ali settles her head into the crook of her neck. They don't speak, just sway and let the music, the moment, and the feelings overcome them. Soon the song is through and Ali is back to her same cruel behavior, and Emily is left with a foul sense of hope stinging in her core. Alison wouldn't called it love what she felt, just closeness tainted with glimmers of affection and admiration.
Their odd relation only grows and deepens as time passes. There are rules in their undisclosed world. Expectations are never to exist. Ali is toying with Emily and tells her that she will let her down, and she will end up getting hurt in the end not with her words but more with her distinct actions. Emily seems unfazed by these remarks on their bond. The vastly bizarre connection they share isn't easily expressed in words, but in the chaotic moments surrounding them. Like when they are celebrating Valentine's Day together just the two of them. The celebrate with cheap strawberry wine and tasteless romantic comedies. They spend the day obvious to the rest of the world gobbling down corny heart shaped candies. Alison can feel Emily's eyes burning with consideration staring at the side of her head, and could feel her heart calling out for Alison and forever only Alison. Ali then takes the remote off the bedside table and hits off button to the television, Emily turn to her with a confused look upon her face. Ali only smile back at the unsure look. It's hard to believe loving someone as much as Emily loves her. She definitely isn't easy to love she knows that. The unwavering love Emily embodies is interesting,enchanting even. And sense it is the day of love Ali decided to throw the hopeless girl a bone, and kisses her plump lips. The kiss is almost over before it begins. Emily is left flustered and grinning like a fool in love, because that is exactly what she was. Alison just takes the girl in, smiling back before heading towards the door for a date with some mystery guy. And just like that Ali isn't so sure she wants to leave, but does so wouldn't call what she feels love just attraction and sparks of comfort. But her heart seems a bit more open and a bit more welcoming. The darkness weighing down her shoulders is slightly a little less heavy.
As time passed so did the ever changing feelings inside Alison's heart and mind, while Emily's never seem to falter. She no longer feels a high when she tears a person down, she doesn't get a fix from having someone shatter at her hands. What once filled her now only leaves her with a faint ache. She notices the shame in Emily's eyes when she spills her cruel words, the quiver in her upper lip when she raises her voice in distaste. Emily has somehow unannounced to either of them managed to burrow a soft spot into Ali. She can no longer live in denial that this is all a sick game to feed her inflated ego. She couldn't pretend that Emily had no effect on her any longer.
One night was the most obvious turning point it the plot to whatever it was they seeked in one another. Ali had just arrived back in Rosewood after her latest visit to her grandmother's. The girls had planned a welcome back sleepover for her return at Hanna's house that night. But when Alison had failed to make an appearance Emily decided to go and check on the young girl. As she walks up the the Delaurentis's family home she takes notice to the fact that both family cars are gone from the driveway. Emily slowly walks to the front door and knocks but there is no answer just stillness. She is about to leave when she sees a window open in Alison's room, and she knows this wouldn't happen unless she was home. Emily goes through her bag to retrieve the key Mrs. Delaurentis gave her in case of emergencies. She opens the doors and heads up the stairs towards the creamy door of Alison's room. She slowly opens it to reveal blond hair in a disheveled mess laying sprawled out upon the even turning around Ali knew it was Emily staring at the back of her head. Tears are falling down her porcelain cheeks like a stream. Alison will never tell anyone what lead to the tears to fall,she would never expose what made her weak. She hears Emily's gently and careful foot steps coming closer to the bed. "Ali?" she hears a tiny voice say. "Alison?" the same voice calls only now more frantic in its tone. She remains facing the wall hoping the girl will think she is fast asleep. But Emily only pushes forward and sits on the edge of the bed before lying down completely in the same position as herself.
They remain in this comfortable silence for quite some time before Alison's better judgment falters and she turns to face the girls tears and all. Emily's face is riddled with sorrow,pain,weakness seeing Ali like this. Then Emily does something so Emily of her, she holds Alison close as she cries. The Alison that exists outside this room would have pushed her off with a rude laugh but for the moment she was content to break down and only be held together in the protective walls of Emily's arms. Even more time passes without a single word falling between them, until Ali asks the one question she already know the answer to "Em. Do you love me?" Emily doesn't squinted her eyes in thought or even take a second to process before saying "Yes." That was all it took for Ali to crash their lips in a desperate kiss and molding their bodies into one form. She let herself feel the moment, let herself be cloaked in Emily's love. Her tears holding them to reality and staining their passionate kiss with the taste of salt. Emily pulls back with a look of "Are you sure you want to do this?" Ali only responds by kissing at the expose skin on Emily's neck. Emily runs her hands up and down her back leaving a trail of goose bumps causes Ali eyes to involuntary roll in the back of her head. Hands are exploring new territory on one another's bodies. They are memorizing every mire inch,curve,edge of their lover's form. Soon clothing is left in a cluster on the floor and all that is left is a disarray of limbs entanglement,lust filled air,and fireworks going off. Emily is soon fast asleep clinging to Ali for dear life. One part of Alison wants nothing more than to run far , far away from this this. But the other part think maybe just maybe she wants nothing more than to stay like this for the rest of her days. For the first time Alison couldn't say what she felt couldn't be explained with the use of the word love. Because what happened in those tussled sheets sure felt a lot like making love. And it scared the hell out of Alison.
To think her power is being plagued by moments made tender by the sweet brunette was concerning to say the least. She slowly saw the person was fading to the background ever so slowly but ever so surely at he hands of Emily. When she decides to disappear to save her life she doesn't miss much because there wasn't much there. She didn't miss Jason, her mother or father. She never let anyone close enough to get attached enough to very miss except Emily. Emily was always the exception to the rule of Alison. She was the one person in this world that was specials enough for her to miss. Alison ponders while Emily can be her strength she can also be her only weakness. She wonders when pretending became reality, when plastic became concrete, when flirtation became so much more. Because of Emily and only Emily she can feel herself surely becoming the person she always has dreamed of becoming. A person people would love and could miss. Her soul once home of ice is now just a slushy mess inside her ribcage remains. Alison has a storm in her mind at all times but Emily was like the sun that slowly rises and calms the storm. Alison comes off as hard to get and even harder to keep. There is a reason for that. She been through a few things,seen a few things, she's been there and she's has done that. She's built a fortress to protect her heart from further damaged and disappoint. Emily is different and Alison believes it because she has proven it not by words but by her actions which means so more.
Alison can't help but see the look of so many emotions running on Emily's face at the sight of herself. Emotion,hurt,shock,anger,but most of all was the still the glimmers of hope in her eyes that Ali had grown to miss so much more than anything. All it takes it is a simple "Ali, don't leave again." for her to have to gulp down the tears threatening in her eyes. She wants to tell Emily she wants to tell her everything she wants nothing more than to be back home, and never leave again unless Emily would be beside her. She wanted to show Emily is was finally a person Emily could love proudly. But again an interruption break up the reunion and she back to running. Alison walking around the dingy warehouse the faint noise of metal clacking, and water dripping to concrete. And then she is there, the person Alison has thought about hard day after hard day for the last two Emily turns around there is no sign of hurt,anger,anguish, just the hope remain a constant. They embrace and for the first time in Alison's short existence she feels at home. It lasts for what feels like hours but at the same time only mire seconds. When they break apart so does a small piece of herself. She studies her faces as Emily speaks. Her eyes have a new sense of strength and her smile still beholds the same radiant flow of caring. She was still her Emily after all this time. Then there is a loud crash of a noise and Alison knows Emily has told about their secret meeting she always could be over trusting. So Alison has to leave once more again as the elevator door slams close tears fall from her ocean eyes not because of angry but another lost moment that could have been theirs. They lost another chance at making up for so much lost time.
She hasn't seen Emily in quite some time, she is now in New York of all places. It a city of millions of people she has never felt as lonely as she does in this place. But as she watches her five old friends moving around with uncertain looks on her faces, she feels a little less alone. Noel had gotten them here. They were here. Emily was here. As she walked carefully towards them each as a different emotion coming off of them. Hanna is uncertain, Aria is confused, Spencer is reluctant, Emily is happy. Hanna soon hugs her old tormentor, and Alison hopes she can make up for all she has done to the other soon follows after. In that moment Ali has a decision to make, she can hug Emily as if she is like the others, or she can stop running. Ali is tried of running. So she does something the old Alison would never think to do. She takes Emily's hand into her own and intertwine them perfectly. To most its a simple gesture but with that imitate act She is giving Emily all she has to offer. Alison lightly squeezes Emily's hand and Emily squeezes back. It's a pact between them for as long as their hand are one they wouldn't have to face the world alone. Emily is smiling at the sight of their hands molded together and Alison sincerely smiles back.
At that moment she knew only word in the world could be described by one word that word being...Love. She knew this was the last time she would let go. She knows that since what they have in one another ins real honest heart wrenching love, they can learn to wait much like they have already been doing. Because maybe right now they aren't meant to be together today but meant to be in the future, and then forever after that. Alison thinks loving Emily is a mistake. Loving Emily is her favorite mistake. She knows expectations are the root of all heartbreak but she was finally willing to risk that for Emily and only ever Emily. Emily truly was the exception to the rule of Alison.