Hello beautiful people! I come bearing another chapter. I've been sick for like three weeks but I absolutely refuse to see a doctor because I'm stubborn. Being sick sucks, it makes me all slow and dizzy and today is actually Wednesday, did you see the sneak peek?! Holy mother of Jesus! I just died and went to heaven thanks to that Emison phone call. Anyway! Let's begin :)


Samara's POV

Today is Wednesday, just an average day at the club, except Emily isn't working today. She had to call in sick, there's some weird cold going around and Em can barely stand up on her own. I woke up to Emily laying on the bathroom floor, dry heaving, soaked with sweat just waving me away insisting that she needed to go to work today. I put my foot down and practically had to beg her to call and insist that she take the bed for today.

I check in whenever I can and she sounds almost as bad as she was looking when I left. It's a day that I just wish Pam and Wayne were still alive, we wouldn't be in this mess, and she wouldn't be home all alone.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts when someone asks me for two shots of tequila.

"You got it." I locked eyes with this person and smiled. "Hey, aren't you Hanna?"

"Yup, I brought Ali with me too." She scanned the area. "Is Cleopatra in? Ali wants to see her."

"Oh? Ohhhh, no she's not feeling very well." I bit my lip. "Sorry, she looked awful this morning."

"Do you like live together or something?"

"Well, yeah, we're old friends." I raked my hand through my hair. "More like sisters actually."

"Really? You look nothing alike."

I looked down. "Oh, we have different fathers."

"Huh, interesting, Ali! Come here, she's out sick." She called and waved her towards the bar.

She sighed and walked over slowly, dressed in a simple pale pink dress and plopped next to Hanna. "That sucks."

"Yeah, she's the favorite." Alison looked up at me with confusion in her eyes. "Dancer, you know, her job here...if you wanna call it that." I clarified.

"Right, I forgot." She admitted.

"How could you forget your first lap dance?" Hanna lightly elbowed her.

"I didn't, I just wanted to see her today. That's it."

"It's not my business to ask, but what were you hoping for?" I tried to help.

"Oh, nothing...I'm going to go to the bathroom. Be right back."


Hanna's POV

"I don't really know why she's so upset about Cleopatra not being here." I downed my shot of tequila. "I mean she's nice and all, but she made it seem so important to come here tonight. I'm not complaining though."

"You're a good friend, I don't know much about you, but you helped persuade your friend to stay." She put the bottle of tequila back on the shelf. "It's a bold move."

"Thanks, do you like bold?" I winked.

She smirked. "Maybe. Why?"

"I think you're cute, I wanna take you out sometime. When are you free?" I smiled.

"I'm free on Sundays, that's when I'm not working."

"Oh really?" I pulled out a pen and jotted down my phone number and address on a napkin.

"Maybe, you give me a call if you aren't too busy this upcoming Sunday." I winked as I slid the napkin towards her.

She looked down and smiled. "I just might have to accept your offer."

"I know you don't get paid much around here, so it's on me...and don't fight me on this, you deserve to be spoiled a little bit."

"Awww that's sweet of you, thanks Hanna."

"I hope Cleopatra feels better. Is that her real name? It can't be."

"It actually isn't. Between us, her name is Emily, she's been through a lot within these last couple of years and she's the strongest person I've ever met."

"Wow, she doesn't even show it." I sighed. "Ali has too, her parents put her through hell. She's been a trooper though, she doesn't really like talking about it."

"Sounds like Ali is a lot like Em in a way."

"Yeah it's a little weird when you think about it right?"


Alison's POV

"Hey you, it's been a while."

That voice, could it be?

I whipped my head around. "Jason?!"

"Hey kiddo," He grinned. "how have you been?"

I hugged him. "I've missed you. But you know, just keeping busy with school..."

"Annnd coming to a strip club. Haha what for?"

"My roommate Hanna really likes it here. This is only my second time, it's not a regular thing for me." I playfully punched his shoulder. "What have you been up to?"

"Working, making sure no crazies get past me or people that aren't welcome here anymore don't have an opportunity to get in." He shrugged. "Nothing too special; I was gonna mail this but since you're here, I can give it to you."

"Jason, you didn't have to-"

"But I wanted to," He handed me a small, neatly wrapped box. "Happy late Birthday, Alison."

I smiled and unwrapped it, inside was a gorgeous gold necklace with a cursive A pendent hanging from the gold chain. "Jason this is beautiful, thank you."

"Here let me put it on." He took it out of the box and clasped it around my neck. "I'm really glad you like it, it looks great on you."

I smiled. "Thank you, again, have you heard from mom and dad?"

He shook his head. "I wouldn't answer them anyway. How dare they do something that shitty to their own children? Fuck them, they've always treated us bad, and shipping us across the country is where I draw the line. I couldn't care less if they wanted to talk to us, they ruined our lives, Alison."

I nodded. "I don't know why I thought this year would be different." I laughed lightly. "They screwed up but I don't know why I hope that one day they'll apologize or feel bad for what they did to us."

"Well, I guess we got the shit hand in life. Not everyone can be winners, but they can always pick themselves back up, do you understand what I mean?"

"Yeah, thanks Jason. It was nice to see you."

"I work Monday's, Wednesday's and Fridays. If you need anything I'll be around, I promise."

He smiled. "See you around?"

I smiled back. "Of course."


Emily's POV

"Emily I'm back!"

I groaned and rubbed my eyes. "Hey, how was work?"

"Soooo boring, you have no idea. Hanna and Alison came in today. Hanna asked me out and Alison wanted to see you."

"Really?" I sat up slowly. "Why?"

"I dunno...business? She came specifically for you. Isn't that cute?"

"Oh, can I talk to you?" I bit my lip.

"Of course," She walked over and plopped on the couch. "what's up?"

"There was a reason I came home early on Sunday," I began slowly. "Alison sings at the bar I go to on Sundays."

"That's really cool. Is she good?"

"Yeah, I think she's great...in more ways than I can figure out right now."

"I think I know where this is going, Emily Fields." She grinned. "Does someone have a little crush?"

"Maybe, is that weird?" I sighed and ran my hands through my hair. "What should I do?"

"Maybe you should tell her." She shrugged.

"No, I don't wanna be too blunt."

"Hmmm, maybe leave her some clues or hints that you like her?"

"Like what?"

"I have an idea," She grabbed my arm. "let's go, before they close."


After Samara dragged me to the car and ignored every question I asked her, we pulled up to Guitar Center.

"If you wanna prolong it, leaving cute anonymous notes could help." She grinned. "Come on!"

We got out of the car and walked inside.

"Hello ladies. My name is Jacob, may I assist you today?"

"Actually, we're gonna look around first, thank you though." She replied.

I walked slowly looking at the wall of acoustic guitars.

"See anything you like Em?"

"Uh, yeah, that one." I pointed. "Jacob, can I get a better look at this one?"

Jacob grabbed it and held it out for me to hold. "I can tell you anything you need to know about this one."

"It's gorgeous," I trailed a finger over it. "What's it called?"

"Well, this is a Gibson Hummingbird, it's an acoustic electric guitar, the top is Sitka spruce, while the back and sides are constructed from mahogany, truly a gorgeous guitar in my opinion."

"I like it, how much?" I asked.

"Well, nothing has really been flying off the shelves lately, so I can go a thousand including a case."

I thought for a moment. "That's sounds like a good deal, sold."

"Awesome, I can ring you up over here. Pick out a case and meet me when you're ready."

I ended up picking a hard shelled case with what I think to be good cushioning and brought it to the counter.

"Will this be all?" He smiled.

"Yeah, thank you for making this an easy trip."

"No problem, take good care of this baby, needless to say, don't let it get wet, don't drop it, the basics, have a nice day and thank you for coming to Guitar Center."

"Okay write her a note and leave it at her door."

"I don't know where she lives."

"I do, we're going there next."

"Fine, I need paper."


Alison's POV

"Ali the door!" Hanna shouted from the other room.

"Wow you can't get it yourself?"

"Ali! Seriously?!"

"Fine, impatient Patty. Don't get your panties in a twist, Hanna. I'm going." I got off the couch and opened the door to find nobody there.

Glad we're mature here

I looked around and saw a guitar case propped against the corner of the door. I furrowed my brows.

"Hanna did you order anything?"

"No, why?"

"Never mind!" I brought the case inside and set it on my bed. I traced my fingers around it, undid the clasps and opened it up.

I gasped to myself. "Hanna come in here now!"

"Gosh, what? Oh did you get a guitar?" She smiled.

"Yes, but I didn't buy this."

"You didn't steal it did you?"

I rolled my eyes and gingerly took the guitar out. "It was against our door."

"Hey a note!" She grabbed it and started reading out loud. "You have a beautiful voice and you're really talented. I hope to see you again on Sunday"

"Who's it from?"

"Huh...it doesn't say." She smirked. "Someone has a secret admirer."

Who is this person?


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