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Chapter 2-"Cry"
If anyone asks
I'll tell them we just grew apart
What do I care if they believe me or not
Whenever I feel your memory is breaking my heart
I'll pretend I'm okay with it all
Act like there's nothing wrong
Emily's life was in shambles, her father had just passed away recently and then to add insult to injury Hanna had called to tell her that Alison was engaged to a fucking doctor. Emily couldn't resist making the obvious joke.
"What is he her doctor?" She asks sarcastically.
"I wouldn't put it past her." Hanna says laughingly. "But, no he was originally CeCe's shrink though!"
"Are you fucking kidding me?!" Emily says incredulously.
"I wish and also he is about as exciting as watching paint dry!" Hanna says disdainfully. "He has like absolutely no personality what so ever!"
"So Miss Queen Bee is settling." Emily says with a hollow voice.
"Em she still loves…"
"Hanna!" She shouts. "Please don't…" She says in a defeated whisper. She can't go there; if she thinks about if for too long she can feel the cracks reforming in her tattered heart.
"Em…" Hanna says in a serious tone, "Please, please promise me you will not do something stupid!" She says apprehension lacing her voice.
"Hanna you know me better than that." Emily says with a dark chuckle.
"I love Em!" Hanna says fiercely.
"Love you too Han." She answers sincerely.
Emily had recently come home from the Middle East after some very difficult times while deployed. She is a Private First Class in the Marine Corps and had received a Medal of Valor. The last few weeks, her drinking has started spiraling out of control. She goes to the bar and does shots till she can barely stand. She knows the effect she has on women so she has her pick of whom ever she wants to go home with on any given night.
This night she made the mistake of trying to take home a hot fiery redhead who already had a girlfriend. When she walked into the bar she saw her sitting near the bartender and her laugh is what drew her to the redhead. The laugh was almost exactly like a familiar blonde haired blue eyed girl she used to love, okay truth be told still loves. She approached her in her uniform and gave her the trademark Fields smile that made the dimple above her left eye pop.
"Of all your beautiful curves, your smile is my favorite." Emily says sliding into the seat next to her. She gives her a giant goofy grin as she looks at her with her stunning brown eyes.
The girl couldn't help but laugh at the slightly cheesy line. "Buy me a drink?" She asks her green eyes sparkling.
As the night wore on and Emily gets progressively drunker, she starts to get touchier and the other girl doesn't seem to mind. She whispers into her ear and leaning her toned muscular body into the petite redhead as she speaks.
"Wh-What do you say we go to your…your place." She says slurring her words.
She is about to answer when a dark haired woman grabs Emily. "Get your hands off my fucking girlfriend!" She says spinning Emily around to face her.
"Well obviously you can't satisfy her if I can swoop in and just..." Emily was cut off by a slap to the left side of her face.
Emily shakes it off and rears back to punch her full in face when a huge muscle-bound 6'5 guy catches her fist. "Take it outside." He says in a dark no nonsense tone.
"O-okay, okay." Emily says stumbling towards the exit. "She hits like a bitch any way." She says with a dark chuckle.
The dark haired girl pushes her way to follow Emily outside. The next thing she knows there is a female officer in her face and she is trying to get away from her to take care of the bitch who keeps screaming at her.
"Say that to my fucking face!" She screams at the woman as she tries to get away from the officer.
"I will end you bitch, your life is over!" The dark hair woman says a safe distance away.
"You don't think it isn't already!" Emily yells with an edge of desperation.
"Stop resisting." The female officer says for the third or fourth time trying to calm Emily down.
"Fuck you!" She screams in her face.
"Fine, we will do it the hard way!" The officer says firmly.
The officer wrestles Emily to the ground, cuffs her, and throws her into the back of a police car.
When she arrives at the police station she refuses to speak to any of the officers. One of the female officers pats her down and finds her military I.D. and a picture with the name Alison DiLaurentis and a phone number. She gives it to the arresting officer, Officer Green.
He tries once more to get through to Emily, "Private First Class Fields, are you going to work with us or not?" He says forceful with a hint of pleading.
Emily juts her jaw out defiantly; she did not owe any one an explanation.
"Fine we can hold you for 24 hours and then you either go for a psych eval or you will be transferred to the local jail and formally charged." He tells her hoping to shake her enough to speak. "Nothing? Also you have the right to make one phone call."
She still refuses to say anything and stares back in insolence.
"Alright take her to a cell!" he tells the female officer.
Emily lies back on the hard cot as her head throbs, she's slept on worse. She falls into a restless sleep.
The bomb was supposed to fall a half a mile outside of town, someone had royally fucked up. It was chaos every where she looks, there are women in the streets holding the bodies of their children who had been killed in the blast. They are sobbing uncontrollably rocking their tiny bodies in their arms. One woman was speaking in Arabic saying the same thing over and over again, tears running down her cheeks "my baby, my baby!" Emily tries to get away but all she can hear is the woman cries.
The cries are too much; she turns to see the women pointing at the building engulfed in flames. She can hear the faint cries of a child trapped inside. She takes a few deep breaths before turning and running towards the burning structure. She firmly kicks the door wide open and runs inside instantly being surround by thick dark smoke. She calls out and listens closely for any answer; she is blindly wandering through the building as pieces fall all around her. She hears a small cry a few feet in front of her. She gets down on her hands and knees feeling around till her hands close around a small form. She picks up the small child gently wrapping him in her jacket and running back towards the door. As they make it to the front a huge explosion rocks the whole structure bring it down. Emily shields the boy with her body as her ears ring from the earth shattering sound of the bomb.
Emily wakes up in a cold sweat, tears streaming down her face. She curls up in the fetal position and rocks herself back and forth. Eventually she falls into a dreamless sleep.
Emily is awoken to a familiar voice drifting down the hall. She sits up shaking her head to clear out HER voice. She hears footsteps coming down the hall and Officer Green smirks at her.
"It's your lucky day Fields!" He says with a glint in his eye.
"You were fired?!" She asks with a bit of sarcasm.
"You should be so lucky!" He says smiling at her with a chuckle. "You're fine has been taken care of and you are free to go." He says as he opens the cell.
She looks at him with a repentant smile, "I'm sorry about last night." She says with a bit of a blush.
Officer Green smiles at her, "No worries, I know when I see a broken hearted person."
She tries to smile back, am I that obvious she thinks to herself.
She follows him down the hall looking for Hanna or possibly her mother. When she rounds the corner her breath catches. She has really grown into a beautiful woman; her body has filled out very nicely with sensual curves. Her blue eyes are piercing and her hair falls into natural luscious curls. Emily looks away quickly, "Uh oh mom's here!" She says with a snarky giggle.
Frustration bubbles up inside Alison as her eyes are drawn to the striking brunette standing there in her uniform her heart warring with her mind. Emily has bulked up a bit but it is all lean muscle, she is even more stunning than Alison remembered if that was possible. She swallows a bit nervous as her mind wanders to thoughts of Emily's sexy body her hands running across her toned bronzed skin, worshipping her…Damn it Alison get a hold of yourself! You are engaged and you love Elliot! Remember?!
"She's all yours!" Officer Green tells Alison as he sits down at his desk to finish his reports.
Alison flushes for a second and steels her resolve. "Let's go Em!"
Emily pushes past her and growls, "Don't fucking call me that!" as she walks at the precinct doors.
Alison tries to shake it off, she turns and thanks the officers and walks out to find Emily.
She finds her pacing back and forth in front of the parking lot looking angrier and angrier with each passing moment. "Em…" She starts to say but catches herself, "Emily, what the hell is going on with you?"
Emily rolls her eyes and refuses to look Alison in the eye. She mumbles under her breath, "Like you give a flying fuck…."
Alison moves closer trying to catch what Emily said. "What was that?!" She asks the DiLaurentis temper flaring to life.
"Nothing…it's all fucking nothing okay!" Emily yells, clenching her fists at her side. "Where's your car." She asks trying to calm down and not yell and scream or hit things.
Alison fights back the urge to snap back and tear Emily to shreds. "It's the red one…" She says between clenched teeth.
Emily walks over to it and waits as Alison hits the unlock button, she slides in the passenger seat and sulks. Alison sits in the driver's seat and puts the car in gear. "Can you please put your seatbelt on?" Alison says trying to be kind.
"Like you fucking care or it fucking matters!" Emily blows up, why is Alison acting like she gives two fucks about her.
"Emily Fields don't you dare go there! You know I have always cared for you!" Alison says her fury boiling over before she gets a hold of it once more.
"You have a funny way of showing it." She says bitterly.
Before Alison can say anything in return she asks, "Can you drop me off at the base?"
"Fine!" Alison says curtly.
"H-How long are you staying?" She asks a little nervousness showing in her voice.
"As long as it takes for you to dry out and stop running for your problems." Alison answers flatly. As they pull onto base and stop at the gate.
A severe looking man looks over his glasses at the pair. "State your business." He says briskly.
"I am returning Private Fields to base!" She says in a braver voice then she feels.
He shuffles through some papers with scowl, "Ah Private First Class Fields…yes, Sgt. Major Saunders would like to speak with you. If you follow this rode all the way to the fork and take a left, his office is on the 3rd floor. He should be there waiting for you."
"Thank you." Alison says with a small anxious smile as the gate swings open.
Emily swallows audible next to Alison as she takes a few deep shaky breathes.
It takes everything in Alison power not to reach across the small gap and grab Emily's hand. "Em…" she pauses and starts again, "Do you want me to come with you?" She tries to ask indifferently.
"No, I'm a big girl!" She says scornfully.
Alison sighs in defeat, "I will be here then." She says, she has a feeling that despite Emily's obvious disgust with her, she is going to need her help.
"Fine!" Emily spits as she gets out of the car, shutting the door forcefully.
As she sees Emily disappear into the building she loses control and sobs rack her petite frame.
She decides that she will allow herself to fall apart for 5 minutes and that was it. She starts taking a few deep breaths to collect herself and she wipes her eyes. She reaches into her purse to pull out some make up and she finds the wrinkled faded picture of her and Emily.
Aria had decided to bring her camera to school to capture their last day at Rosewood High. She had been trying most of the day to get candid shots and photos of the girls together. So far she had gotten a photo of everyone together except Ali and Em. She knew it wasn't going to be easy with all that happened between the two but truth be told she really loved the two of them together.
She had cornered Emily after her finally class of the day and practically begged her to do one picture with her, Hanna, Spencer, and Alison. Emily had reluctantly agreed mainly because she was already pretty buzzed. What she didn't know was that Hanna and Spencer weren't really going to be in the photo.
Emily made her way to the quad to meet Aria and the others, she took one more swig from her flask as she sees Alison giggling and talking with Aria. Emily made her way over to the two not even looking at Alison as she spoke with Aria, "S-so where are Spencer and Han-na?" She asks with a bit of a slur to her voice. Alison notices that Emily is well on her way to being smashed and it breaks her heart.
"Unfortunately they both forgot and left already, so I thought I could get one of you and Ali." Aria says with a smile trying to act nonchalant.
Emily fought the urge to turn and walk away because Aria very rarely asks her for much. "Fine!" She huffs out in frustration as she stands about a foot away from Alison.
"Okay," Aria says in a sweet voice, "Can you move a little closer Emily and act like you know Ali?"
"I guess…" Emily says stepping a bit closer and lightly putting her arm around Alison.
Alison tries her best not to be upset but it is killing her that Emily is being so distant with her, they use to be inseparable.
"How about a smile for me, Em please?" Aria asks in a slight pleading tone.
Emily plastered on her best fake smile because she could never resist Aria's kind smile.
She starts to reapply a little make up to cover the puffy redness around her eyes, when her phone rings. She looks down, it's CeCe.
"Hey Ce!" She says trying to mask that not 5 minutes ago she was a bawling mess.
"Okay, tell me what's going on! Right now!" CeCe says going into full over protective sister mode she can hear it in Ali's tone, something is wrong.
"It's nothing CeCe, Emily is just so volatile." Alison says with a deep sadness.
"Do I need to come down there and kick her ass? She better not lay a hand on you." Cece says defensively.
"No it's not like that Em…Emily would never hurt me like that." Alison says with conviction as she sees Emily walking down the stairs looking distrait. "Hey Ce I got to let you go, call you later." She says hanging up before CeCe can say anything back.
