EMILY'S P. O. V
I was sitting on my bed and staring at the ceiling wondering about Maya. She
hasn't texted or called me since the time Spencer told her mom about Maya
smoking pot. But why hasn't she been talking to me?
"Emily, can you come down here for a minute?" called my mom.
I walked down the stairs with my back straight and my palms sweaty; because
my mom usually comes upstairs to ask me to do something. This might be
something serious.
"Yes mom?" I asked as I entered the living room.
My mom stared at the TV watching the show, Lost, on DVD. She was completely
obsessed with that show, and when it was still airing, she would never let me use
the TV when Lost was on.
"Mrs. St Germain just called." she replied.
"Yeah so?" I asked and sat on the loveseat.
"She wanted to tell you this because you love Maya." my mom stated.
"What is it?" I asked; scared.
"One of your friends, Spencer Hastings, has confirmed that Maya has been well,
taking drugs. When Maya's mom asked Maya whether it's true she said yes it was
but she also mentioned that you knew about it." answered my mom.
I gulped loudly and stared at my mom. She had her hair down in a cozy style,
I can tell she had barely any makeup on, and she was wearing her striped
bathrobe that my dad gave to her a couple years ago.
"Y-yes. I knew about it." I replied.
"Then how come you haven't told anyone?" my mom asked; confused looking.
"Because; Maya asked me not to." I answered with a frown.
"But it would have been for her own good." my mom said with a sigh.
"I know that mom, but I love Maya and I didn't want to get her into trouble. I
mean, she's my girlfriend and things can get a lot worse." I explained.
"Listen Emily, this is not the only thing that's new. Maya's mom and dad are
thinking about sending Maya off to rehab." my mom stated.
"What?" I yelled and stood up.
"I am so sorry Em." she said with sorrow in her eyes.
"I can't believe this is happening!" I cried and held my tears back.
I took a last look at my mom, she was looking at me; her face was turning pale.
Then that's when I ran out of the house hearing my mom screaming,
"Emily where are you going?"
I ran towards Maya's house which was about 2 miles away. The sun was heating
my chlorine damaged hair and that's when I realized I picked the wrong day to
wear jeans because the sun was really attracted to them! In a few minutes, I
arrived at Maya's house. Or you can also say Alison's old house. I stood
beside the big tree that was planted in their front yard because it provided me
shade. I remember that Ali always mentioned the tree when we were roasting
marshmallows in her front yard. She would always say that there were a bunch
of rumours on these types of trees. Saying they were an unknown tree type. But
I have never believed her, thinking that it's some common tree. But since living
in Rosewood for almost my entire life, I have never seen another tree like this.
Maybe Alison was telling the truth; I thought as I climbed onto Maya's porch.
I took a long look behind me, staring at the tree. Then I knocked on the door,
taking long, deep breaths.
"Hi Emily." said Maya once she opened the door.
"Are you alone?" I asked.
"No, my mom's home." she answered with a frown.
"Can you come out?" I asked.
"We need to talk."
-10 minutes later-
After Maya convinced her mom to let her go outside with me, we arrived at one
of the parks that had a lot of shade. Alison and I would always come here in the
summer time, to stay away from the heat. I also remembered that Alison always
made me bring chocolates and candy while she would bring popsicles. We would
always avoid lunch and come here, to enjoy sweets.
"What did you want to talk about?" Maya asked as we took a seat on a bench.
"About your parents thinking about sending you to rehab." I answered.
"Yeah um, how did Spencer know about this?" asked Maya.
"I told her; but it came out accidently." I told her.
"You told her one of my darkest secrets?" asked Maya loudly.
"I am so sorry, it came out very suddenly." I explained; thinking about 'A'.
"It sure did Em. But why would she tell my mom?" she asked sadly.
"I can't explain that." I answered, wiping some sweat off my forehead.
"Why not? I am your girlfriend, and I told you everything." she said.
"I know that I really appreciate your trust but-" I said.
"But what Em?" she asked; her eyes filled with sorrow.
I knew that I couldn't tell her about 'A' and about how he or she asked me to
do this or else. But what could I do?
"Maya, I love you. That's all I can tell you." I finished.
"If you would really love me, you would tell me the truth though." she explained.
I sighed and my eyes swelled up from the tears I was holding back. That's when I
noticed that Maya was tearing up, some tears dripped down her cheeks.
"Don't cry Maya. Please!" I begged.
Maya didn't respond at all. She was just crying and looking at me; sadly. I felt a big
temptation to tell her about 'A' and about all the problems I went through but I
couldn't, or else something bad awaited me from Aria and Spencer. But that's
when it came to me, I trust her. Why not just tell her my deepest secret?
"Maya?" I asked.
"What?" she asked with a loud sniff.
"I can explain why Spencer told your mom about you know." I said.
"Then what is it?" she asked.
"There's this person that haunted and still haunts Aria, Spencer and me. They go
by the letter, A." I explained.
"Keep going." answered Maya.
"They know all of our secrets including the ones only Alison, the dead Alison
knew. They make us do terrible things to friends and family. One of them is to
tell your mom about you smoking pot or else they would do something worse.
In Spain we found who A was and it ended up in being Alison's secret twin." I said.
"Did she die?" asked Maya.
"It's unofficial yet, we don't know." I answered.
"Did you tell the police?" she asked.
"No, we were too scared. All we said that there was an unknown person chasing
us." I replied.
"Who killed Hanna."
"That's horrible." said Maya.
"A is returning again and I don't know what to do." I told her.
"I don't even know if it's the twin or not."
"It will be okay, now I know your troubles." said Maya and hugged me.
"But what about you going to rehab? I won't have you beside me." I said.
"That's alright. I won't be gone for a long time." she said with a smile.
"You won't?" I asked.
"No, maximum half a year." she answered.
"In bad cases maximum a year."
"That's still a long time." I said.
"No it's not. You won't even notice how long I will be gone." said Maya.
"Anyways, I am sorry about this whole rehab thing." I apologized.
"You are crazy right? It's nothing to be sorry about." said Maya with a smile.
I sniffed and wiped Maya's tears that were there before. Then I kissed her, not
even noticing that we were just arguing.
"Thank you Maya." I said.
"No, thank you Emily." she said.
"For what?" I asked.
"For being with me and loving me even though I am such an awful person. Thanks
to my drug problem." said Maya.
"I don't even mind that." I admitted.
Maya smiled and kissed my forehead then she hugged me; tightly.
"I better get going now or else my mom will be mad." said Maya with a frown.
Once she stood up, I walked her home but she stopped on the front porch.
"Em-" she started.
"Promise me that everything will be just the same when I come back."
"I promise." I answered.
"Okay." said Maya.
But when she turned, I grabbed her hand and kissed her with teardrops dripping
on our lips and my cheeks.
"I will miss you Maya." I cried.
"I will miss you too Emily." she said quietly; holding back her tears.
Then she walked inside her house slowly, then I noticed her standing through the
door; waving at me and trying to smile. I waved at her and then she disappeared,
that's when I walked back home feeling depressed than ever.
"Emily is that you?" shouted my mom once I stepped inside my house.
"Yeah." I answered quietly.
"I was so worried." she said and came up to me.
"I didn't know where you went."
"I went to Maya's." I told her.
"Is she going to rehab?" my mom asked.
"Yes she is mom." I replied sadly.
"Oh my god Emily, your makeup is all ruined." my mom stated.
"You look awful and messed up."
"It's because I cried mom! Can't you support me one bit? I won't see my girlfriend
for possibly a whole year!" I screamed.
My mom's expression went blank and her face started to turn pale again. I
walked away upstairs and inside my room. After lying down for a few minutes,
a thunderstorm approached and shook my room. Rain poured down on my
windows. That's when I became even sadder. At that awkward moment, my
phone made a ding sound. I stood up and picked it up from my desk. The text
read: 'Poor Emily, watching your heart breaking was terrible. But your mom was
right, it was for Maya's own good. Now I am just going to watch what's going to
happen a year later, when Maya comes back everything's going to be different.
You know what I mean Em. –A.'
