A/N I've been so scared to look at the comments, mostly because I don't want it to affect how I'm writing the story. In saying that, you all seem to like it and want more so here we are, kinda short but the next chapter will make up for it I promise xx
The drive back to Alison's was quiet. The radio kept them company, but both were lost in thought until they were walking through the front door of Alison's place, snapping out of the trance the car ride had put them in.
Emily had walked in first, Alison trailing behind her. She feigned guilt, eyes downcast. She wanted to tell Emily to get over it, maybe Alison would do it again, after all, the only way to get Emily to stop sulking, was if she grew accustomed to it. And she'd have too, Alison was still squirming with ecstasy, the image of Emily teasing her, knowing she could see it again whenever she wanted.
Emily hid herself away in the bathroom for the time being, locking the door. Her hand trailed over her neck, fingers trailing over the sorest spots of her neck, hissing when it hurt more. She eventually let her hands drop, turning away from the mirror.
Her mind was racing, the events playing out over and over again. Alison had choked her, placed hands on her, bruised her for the world to see.
If it had been anyone else, Emily would've run for the hills, called Spencer for some back up, run, as far away as she could. It was just...
Alison.
Alison, who never even looked her way, who kissed her for practice, who never loved her before.
Alison who now held her, looked after her, made her laugh.
Alison now, was different. Emily melted in her arms, craved her embrace, Alison who looked at her with love, told her she loved her.
Alison who wanted her and only her.
Emily struggled to fault her.
She wanted to love Alison, be loved by her.
"Emily?"
Brought out of her thoughts by her name, the knock at the door following, Emily turned back to the mirror, splashing her face with water, drying herself quickly, opening the door and stepping out, colliding with Alison.
"Oh-"
"Are you-"
"I'm fine-"
Alison laughed, steadying the two of them, her hands grabbing Emily's. She delighted in the way Emily gave a small smile, and an eventual chuckle.
"You sure you wanna go tonight Em, I can always make up something for the others, if you wanted to stay home." Alison offered, dropping one hand, but clasping Emily's other and leading her to sit on the bed.
"I want to go. They're all moving soon, we might not get another chance for a while." Emily said, careful not to bring up college. She didn't want anything else spoiling this day.
Emily sat down on the edge of Alison's bed, expecting the other to follow her. Instead, Alison decided to stand in front of her, parting Emily's thighs to stand between, wrapping her arms loosely around her shoulders, fingers brushing Emily's hair gently.
"I love you, more than anyone else I've ever loved, you know that right?" Alison started, smiling as Emily began to reply. She swallowed it with a kiss, pulling away to finish what she'd begun saying.
"I've done a lot. All for you Em, I'm here for you, I wouldn't want you living here, being here with me otherwise." Emily nodded slowly, frowning when Alison laughed.
"You wouldn't understand.
I want to devour you Emily.
I want to cut you open and hold your heart in my hands, it beats for me, I know it does. I want to hide you away from everyone, from sunlight itself. I want to get you so pregnant, they'd be mine somehow, till you couldn't move. Our own home, in some small town where no one knows who we are, where none of your ex's or family would try to take you from me. Just you and me. How it should be anyways. "
Alison's hand came to rest over Emily's heart, fingernails scratching lightly through Emily's shirt. Emily's lip were parted, words escaping her. She blinked repeatedly, trying to process everything Alison had just said.
Heart.
Sunlight.
Hide.
Pregnant.
Secluded.
Alison.
Alison watched it whirl around in Emily's mind, leaning in to kiss her. Emily didn't respond to the light peck. She hardly breathed. Instead she pulled away, backing away, away from Alison, who only followed her. She backed away as much as she could until Alison planted herself on Emily's lap.
"Are you scared? Let me take care of you."
Alison cupped her cheeks gently, kissing her softly. Soft hands and soft lips coaxing life into Emily who hesitantly kissed back. Stroking her cheek with approval, Alison deepened the kiss, tongue swiping across Emily's lip until she opened for her. Emily's hands were awkwardly in the air, shyly planted themselves on Alison's back, kissing back finally with some life in her.
The kiss didn't last long. Nothing did. The shrill of Alison's phone caused Emily to jump, pulling apart quickly, hands retreating, Alison pulling away with a growl. Who had the right to bother them? Disturb this, their peace? What were they thinking?
The phone stopped, only to start again. Emily gave her a little push, nudging her in the direction of it, there was no point ignoring it. Whoever it was would only keep ringing. Alison sighed, getting up, going through her bag for her phone.
"What?" Alison snapped, turning her back on Emily. Spencer's voice filled the line, questions without breaks filling Alison's head. She turned to look at Emily, apologising as she took the phone from the room, prepared to give Spencer an earful.
Emily breathed. She took large lungs of air in, exhaling them out as quietly as she could in an attempt to fool Alison she was fine.
She wasn't.
Emily shifted, trying to decide how she currently felt about the situation. Aroused, scared, wanted. Were they normal emotions to feel all at once?
Moving to prop herself up against the pillows, Emily looked around for her phone, realising she hadn't touched it at all today. Frowning, Emily tried to dismiss it as she settled in, eyes clothing briefly. However overwhelmed she'd been, it took a toll as she relaxed.
"If I've said we're coming to dinner, I've agreed to a time, a place, is there any need to call me to check? A text would've been just fine." Alison argued stubbornly with Spencer, groaning as the girl continued to talk.
"Well, I couldn't get a hold of Emily, she wasn't sure what she was doing, seeing as you two are attached at the hip, it was only reasonable I call you. Can you put her on?"
"No. She's busy." Alison padded back to her room quietly, smiling as she saw Emily how she always wanted to see her, at peace.
"With what?"
"Imagine what you interrupted and why I might be so bitchy, and go with it."
There was silence for a moment, Spencer seeming to struggle for words.
"You're together then."
"Good job Spence, finally figured it out." Alison mocked, considering clapping down the line as the girl finally used the brain of her she was always complimented on.
"Since when?"
"I think, humour me here Spence, I've left my girlfriend much to long to talk to you, no? Keep your questions and your nose out of my business, no questions tonight or else. No need for you to make Emily uncomfortable or upset with your prying. If I hear so much as a peep from you, you'll regret it." Without waiting for a response, Alison hung up, bringing her phone back with her, her anger dispersing as she sat beside Emily in bed again, cradling her face until her eyes opened.
"Sorry about that. Spencer's a mood killer." Alison whispered, delighting in the way Emily giggled, and kissed her softly.
"Another time."
Silence fell between them, eyes closing, hands linked. There wasn't a need to move, or talk, or even to be awake as both girls drifted off together beside one another.
Dinner with Aria, Spencer, Hanna, Emily and Alison went over smoothly. They went to some artsy-hipster recently opened diner that Aria picked out. Towards the end of the evening, they all ended up at Spencer's for coffee and more conversation, spanning wilding from current boyfriends to college to high school memories.
Alison and Emily were the last two to leave Spencer's, watching the others leave, hugs going around. Hanna and Emily pulled one another to the side, talking quietly with promises to text and call and write letters and stupid emails to complain about their workload. It was hard to pull away, knowing Hanna was confident in where she was going, having to leave first, before the others to have enough time to settle in.
"I think, I'll miss her most." Emily whispered to Alison when Hanna's car finally pulled away. What should've been a flare of jealousy, was instead a twist of guilt in her stomach.
"I could make her stay." Alison offered.
Like I'm making you stay, she thought, reaching out to finally grab Emily's hand now that the other two were gone.
"No, she's wants this." Emily said, squeezing her hand gently in thanks.
"It was so good to see you, Em. You'll have to come around before I go." Spencer said, pulling the two out of their bubble, arms wide and wrapped around Emily quite suddenly, kissing her cheek, hugging her tightly.
"We'd love to come around again." Emily answered, smiling as she hugged her back.
"Take care. Call me if you need anything, alright?" Spencer pulled away, hands holding Emily's shoulders, holding her gaze. Emily nodded, words stuck in her throat. Spencer let go with a small pat and turned to Alison.
Neither of them had anything to say. What was there anyways? If it went in any longer, Alison was going to take it as a challenge and strangle the girl herself.
"Come on Em, lets go home." Alison said, holding out her hand. Emily took it, waving over her shoulder to Spencer, and smile so genuine it hurt, Spencer wondered if she was doing the right thing, letting Emily walk away.
Alison smirked, just for herself, and considered this a win as she walked home with Emily.
Just another step in making Emily hers.
For good.
