Emily strolled through Spencer's lake house and made her way upstairs to Spencer's bedroom. The tan beauty needed to get herself together after the events that had just occurred in Hanna's stupid Hot Seat game.

Having Alison grind on Emily's lap made the brunette's entire body feel electric and her heart rate increase to what Emily was positive were seconds away from having an heart attack.

Emily knew it was wrong to have these types of feelings directed towards Alison when she had a girlfriend, but she couldn't control or deny it anymore, not after Emily lip locked with the blonde in Forever 21.

Emily tried to keep herself busy with Paige and be a perfect girlfriend throughout the night, but every time Alison even looked in Emily's direction she couldn't help but to feel her body tingle.

The truth of the matter is, is that Alison terrified her. Alison had the capability of making you believe that you were special to her, but then she had the power to also quickly take that back and make you feel like you were as low as dirt, and that's what terrified Emily.

Emily had seen Alison snark at the girls in their middle school and very early high school days, and though the blonde had really started to mature and become a better person, Alison was still Alison, and she still made those cruel jokes when felt as if she needed to.

Emily didn't know what to believe when it came to Alison's feelings. Sometimes the brunette believe that Alison is being honest and that she does have true affections towards Emily, that Emily is who Alison wants. But then Emily can't help but to wonder if Alison only does it in private and secret with the brunette because it's just a sick game to her, and Alison was a professional at playing games with people…and winning.

Emily sat down on Spencer's bed, not even bothering to cut on the bedroom light. The dark was comforting when you were drunk and your head was spinning from intoxication and unwanted strong feelings.

"Em?"

Emily's eyes whipped to Spencer's bedroom door as it was slowly creeping open. Emily would know that sultry voice anywhere at any give time. Alison popped her head inside and walked in once her blue eyes laid upon Emily.

"Hey," Emily awkwardly said, scooting over to one side of Spencer's bed so that Alison could sit too. The blonde took the gesture and sat down on the opposite side of the queen bed, leaving a space between herself and Emily.

"What are you doing in here?" Alison asked with concern. Emily tucked her hair behind of her ear, "I was going to the bathroom, but I just wanted to relax for a minute." Alison titled her head, "you're relaxing in here instead of outside beside the lake with your friends? There shouldn't be anything stressful going on right now. It's summer."

Emily sighed, keeping her eyes fixed on the wooden floor, "I needed to get away from everyone for a bit. Take a breather."

"Because of me?" Alison asked.

Emily brought her eyes up to Alison's, "why do you say that?" Alison played with the string in her bathing suit bottom idly. Emily tried her best not to make eye contact with Alison's practically naked body, but it was hard not to do when she was so…naked.

"You left right after my dare. It makes sense," Alison honestly replied. Emily shrugged, "I guess I did."

Alison sighed, "what do you want from me, Emily?" Emily brought her eyes back up from Alison's bikini bottoms to her daring blue eyes, "what?"

"Don't what me. We have to talk about it.. you kissed me today, Em. You kissed me and you liked it and I kissed you back and I liked it. It happened, even if you don't want to admit that it or you want to take it back, it happened," Alison roughly replied. Emily could hear the pain in Alison's voice.

Emily shifted on the bed, "I never said I wanted to take it back." Frustration flicked in Alison's eyes, "then why have you acted that why towards me?"

"I have a girlfriend that I cheated on, Alison. I cheated on my girlfriend," the brunette stated, as if the answer wasn't obvious enough. Emily felt herself getting frustrated, and she could see Alison's frustration matching her own.

Alison rolled her eyes, "you act like you have to stay with her. We both know who you really want, Emily. Why can't you just follow up on it?"

Emily shook her head, "this is so wrong." Alison stood up from the bed, "so you pretending to be a good girlfriend and forcing yourself to create imaginary feelings for Paige isn't? You holding her in a relationship when you have real feelings for someone else who you obviously can't stay away from isn't?"

The words hit Emily's stomach like acid. She knew it was true, she just never admitted it out loud. Somehow Emily thought if she never said it to anyone or allowed the facts to leave her lips, it wasn't true.

Emily put her head in her hands, "God, Ali, stop. Just let me think."

"No!" Alison replied. The blonde walked to Emily and stood in the middle of her legs. Alison pulled Emily's hands away from her eyes and placed Emily's tan hands to rest on Alison's hips.

Alison brought her hands to Emily's face and titled her head up to make Emily look at her.

"You need to stop doing what you think is right, Emily. I know you committed to her and I know you feel bad for breaking that commitment, but staying with her out of guilt is only hurting all three of us in the long run," Alison said, directing looking into Emily's dark eyes.

Emily stayed quiet as her thoughts ran a mile a minute in her head. Alison was right. She kew Alison was right.

"You can't stay with her because she likes you and you've betrayed her. Typically because of who she is, I wouldn't care what you did to hurt her, but this involves me too. And watching you with her when I know that you want me and I want you too, hurts," Alison finished.

Emily felt light-headed hearing the words come from Alison's mouth. Alison wanted her. Alison DiLaurentis wanted her.

Emily felt the alcohol pulsing through her blood as she looked at Alison. The blonde was so insanely beautiful. Alison had been the first girl Emily had looked at in that type of way. It happened from the moment she had met Alison years ago the summer before sixth grade.

Then, she just thought she had a special friendship with the blonde. That it was just extremely loving and that Alison was her best friend so it was normal. But throughout middle school and as Emily started getting older, she started to notice that she got jealous when Alison talked about boys, or when they would drool over her in class.

By the time freshman year of high school rolled around, she knew that she liked Alison more than just a friend. Emily caught herself looking at Alison far too long and having the strange desire to press their lips together.

But Emily knew that Alison was straight, so she told herself to give that up. When Emily had met Samara Cook her freshman year and started to crush on that blonde, Emily decided to come out to her friends. She grew tired of sneaking around to see Samara.

All of her friends supported her with strong positive vibes, even Alison, who's acceptance she wanted the most.

As Emily's flings with different girls happened between her freshman and sophomore year, none of them were too serious until she started seeing Paige right at the beginning of this summer. Paige had become Emily's first real girlfriend, and Alison couldn't disprove anymore if she wanted to.

The two girls even got into a big blow out one day about it in Emily's room when Alison had come over to hang out with just the two of them. Alison told Emily that she was stupid for dating Paige and that "Pigskin" was far below what Emily's standards should have been. Emily could have sworn that Alison's voice was full of jealously back then, but she brushed it off, knowing that that was what she had wanted to hear. She wanted to hear Alison jealous.

Now as Emily was looking back on it, Alison was jealous. Which all started to make sense to Emily now for Alison's actions the past month after she started dating Paige. Alison being super sweet…touching Emily more…wanting to spend more time alone…Alison wanted to win Emily over.

But the truth was, Alison had already won a long time ago.

"Em?" Alison softly said, breaking Emily from her whirlwind of thoughts. Emily felt Alison's thumbs on her cheeks softly brushing against her face. Emily couldn't stop herself, and she didn't want to.

The brunette pulled Alison down on top of her and Alison obeyed, straddling Emily's lap for the third time today. Emily quickly brought her lips to Alison's, unable to wait any longer. Alison closed her eyes and fell deeply into Emily's kiss.

Emily wrapped her arms around of Alison's waist as Alison's hands fled to Emily's dark hair. Emily moved her lips perfectly along with Alison's, the two never missing a beat.

The kiss was heated. It was passionate, it emotional, it was everything.

Alison felt like she had won, but not in her usual competitive ways, but in her own personal ways. She didn't look at Emily as a trophy or a prize, that's not why she felt like she won. Alison felt like she won because of how much she adored Emily and how much she had fought for Emily to see that. Alison knew Emily liked her, she had known for a long time, but Alison was scared.

The queen bee had a reputation to hold in Rosewood and people finding out that she had a thing for her lesbian best friend would have definitely ruined it all. Alison was walking royalty in the small, preppy town. A gay secret would immediately tarnish her status.

But now as Alison's lips moved along Emily's as she was sitting in the tanned beauty's lap, she had no care in the world about a reputation. She was lost in Emily's lips.

Emily scooted back in the middle of the bed and laid back, Alison following her. The blonde hovered over Emily, still straddled in the brunette's lap as the girls kissing never stopped. Alison was the one to break the kiss only to start making her way down to Emily's neck.

Emily softly moaned when Alison kissed the skin. Alison kissed around Emily's neck and found a spot she wanted to mark. Alison began sucking and Emily slipped another moan, "Ali.."

The brunette opened her eyes long enough to see blonde hair buried in her neck and Alison's body on stop of hers. Emily closed her eyes again when she felt Alison's tongue glide over the spot on her neck.

Emily didn't know if it was the alcohol in her body or the normal effect that Alison had on her, but she had a strong pull coming from a very low place. Emily flexed her hips and Alison smiled against Emily's neck, knowing that Emily was getting turned on.

Alison didn't know if Emily was experienced in the bedroom, but Alison was already a naturally gifted sexual person, and she wanted to find out Emily's rankings. The blonde had never been with a girl, but she figured that she would know what to do if the moment between her and Emily happened. And of course, she did.

Alison kept her lips on Emily's neck and trailed one hand down Emily's body. The blonde felt Emily's stomach muscles clench underneath her touch. Emily was only wearing a bathing suit just as Alison, and the blonde couldn't stop staring at Emily's swimmer abs.

Alison touched the top of Emily's bathing suit bottom and Emily's body jumped from the tingle. Alison slid her finger in Emily's bathing suit which made Emily let out a breath, "oh God."

"Oh God is right. What the hell is this?"

Alison jumped off of Emily and stood. The brunette shot up, instantly recognizing the angry voice. Paige was standing in the doorway with glaring eyes shot at Alison.

"You're such a fucking whore. Why do you go after everyone who is taken," Paige snapped, walking into the room. Emily quickly stood up from the bed and got between Alison and Paige, seeing that this was going to go bad very fast.

"Excuse me?" Alison replied, turning her full Alison DiLaurentis ego on now. All of the Ali she had just been alone with Emily walked out of the room when Paige walked in.

"You heard me, bitch. You go after Ian, that's Melissa's boyfriend. You go after Noel, who was dating some girl from another prep school until you came around and couldn't keep your dirty hands off of him, and now you just happen to fall on top of Emily and land with your hand down her pants?" Paige fired.

"Are you even fucking gay? Or was this another little game that you play with Cece and to break me and Emily up? I know how you are, you just play games with people. You're nothing but a self-centered whore who can't get her own relationship so she breaks up others," Paige finished, shouting at Alison.

Emily felt so unbelievably torn. She knew Paige had the right to be mad, but hearing those insulting jabs hit Alison made Emily feel uncomfortable.

"Paige, calm down," Emily stated. Paige snapped her eyes to Emily, "you're defending her? When I'm your girlfriend that you just cheated on? Of course she takes advantage of you when you're drunk. My God if you're going to cheat on me you could have at least done it with a decent girl, not someone like her. You're a fucking idiot."

Alison felt the rage in her body growing. She had never let anyone talk to herself like this, "you have one more fucking time to insult me." Paige bellowed a dark laugh, "bitch, you're the whore that just tried to fuck my girlfriend, I can insult you however I want."

"Paige!" Emily snapped, "stop. Just stop." Paige reached out and grabbed Emily, "we're leaving." Emily pulled out of Paige's hold, "no." Paige turned back and faced Emily, "yeah, we are."

Paige chuckled when she saw that Emily wasn't moving. "So you're going to stay here with that bitch?" Paige asked, indicating Alison. Emily crossed her arms, "I don't think we should be together anymore."

"What?" Paige hissed. Emily replied in a weak voice, "I really am sorry for this. I was wrong for cheating on you and I feel bad about it, I promise.. but I can't do this with you anymore. Not when I have feelings for Ali."

Paige took an angry step towards Emily, "you are not breaking up with me over that slut."

"That's it," Alison said, lunging at Paige.

Emily caught Alison's body before she reached Paige and held Alison back in her arms, "Alison, no. That's not going to help anything."

"Oh it'll help her fucking mouth," Alison replied, still trying to lunge forward at Paige.

Paige barked a laugh, "aw, Alison. You don't want to do that, sweetheart." Alison glared at Paige, "I'm sure I do."

Paige chuckled yet again, "no, I'm sure you don't. Because of you touch me I'll tell everyone how Rosewood's little princess had her tongue down another girl's throat." Emily's mouth opened, "Paige, you know it's not okay to out someone like that."

Paige flashed her eyes to Emily and reached out to softly stroke her face, which Alison tried to snap her hand away but Emily's hold on Alison's body was too strong.

"And if you break up with me, baby, I'll tell everyone just who you did cheat on me with. So you'll be a cheater and Alison will be outed. I think that's fair," Paige replied, a dirty smile wiped across of her lips.

"That's so wrong of you, Paige. Just let me apologize for hurting you and let us both move on, please. None of this would be fair to any of us if you made me stay with you." Emily begged.

Paige shook her head as her dark smile widened, "oh, but babe, it is. I get to watch Alison be tortured by me just like how she has tortured me all of these years. And now I have something that will torture her the worst."

Paige turned to walk to the door, speaking one last time before she left, "you two enjoy your last few moments together."

When Paige walked out, Emily released Alison out of her arms and fell back down on the bed, sitting on the edge. Alison stood in front of Emily, noticing the brunette was crying. Alison brought her hands to Emily's face and wiped the tears away, sitting down on Emily's lap.

Emily placed her head in Alison's shoulder as the blonde wrapped her arms around of Emily's body, "it's going to be okay, Em."

Emily shook her head, "no, it's not. I don't want to be with her anymore, Ali. Especially after that. I know I messed up, but this is just cruel." Alison ran her hand through Emily's hair, "we're going to figure something out. You're not staying with that bitch. I underestimated her."

Alison lifted Emily's chin up with her fingers, "we're going to fix this, okay? You know I always figure something out." Alison brought her lips down to Emily's and the brunette suddenly felt better as her body relaxed.

Alison pulled back from the soft kiss and rubbed through Emily's hair again, "I'm not watching you with her any longer."