Alison had broke. she had watched the one person she had ever loved get hit by a car, she had waited and waited for her to wake up after that, she was hopeful, she was positive that Emily would open her eyes and be completely fine, that she could have Emily, that Emily would want her. Sadly Emily's eyes stayed closed, her body stayed unmoving and her heart was slowly dying. Emily had been in a coma for six months now, everyone had lost hope. Pam and Wayne had left months ago, they had knew Emily was gone. Hanna, Aria and Spencer visited once in awhile, they tried to keep up hope, but none of them had visited Emily all month. Alison, the one person who swore she would never leave Emily, the one person who said she would never lose hope...was losing hope.
Alison was sitting next to Emily, she was half asleep, her head leaning on the wall, and her eyes flickering like a dying flashlight. Months ago, Alison had hope, she swore she felt Emily squeeze her hand more than once...but nobody believed her. Emily's doctor told Alison last week that Emily's heart was failing and she was slowly dying. Alison felt sick when she heard that, she felt as though she was dying too, which isn't that far off, considering her other half was dying. Alison had thought of nothing but Emily since she heard that news, she knew that Emily was in pain, that she was dying and Alison couldn't take it.
"Em" Alison whispered "I love you baby." and then she slowly fell asleep.