Chapter Ten

The sudden sound of the door to the garage crashing open jolted Emily from her slumber, looking outside she noticed the sun was beginning to set, indicating she must have been asleep for a lot longer than she expected or intended too.

"Emily?" She heard Alison yell as she quickly ran into the house, investigating the living room first as she threw her motorbike helmet to the ground. She sighed in relief when she found Emily lying on the lounge looking up at her rather confused. "Oh my god, there you are!"

"What's wrong?" Emily questioned as she sat up from the lounge and rubbed her eyes tiredly.

"I asked you to call me when you were finished." Her voice was borderline screaming as she wiped her forehead free of sweat. Unbuttoning her heavy leather motorbike jacket she threw it to the ground and pulled Emily into a tight hug.

"I'm sorry; I fell asleep when Mason went to get my medication."

"He wasn't supposed to leave your side today."

"Ali, I'm safe here." She grunted slightly when Alison's hold was too much on her shoulder.

"That's not the point. I asked you to call me." As Alison quickly moved away, Emily noticed how fast the blonde's breathing really was. "And neither you nor Mason was answering your phones, and that is unusual of him. I thought something had happened!"

"Alison, it's okay. I'm safe, I'm sure Mason is around here somewhere. Please calm down."

"You don't understand, Emily!" Alison almost threw her body down on the lounge opposite her as if she was losing control and it was the only way she could gain it back again.

"Understand what, Alison?"

"If someone doesn't answer their phone, I assume the worst. Look at what happened the last time I left you alone, Paige came and almost chocked you to death!"

She was almost shaking she was that short of breath and Emily wasted no time in getting up from the lounge and closing the distance between them. Kneeling down in front of the distort blonde she let her free hand grabbed one of Alison's hands that was holding her head tightly.

"I'm sorry, Ali." Emily whispered, tilting her head so she could see Alison's eyes.

Looking up and into the warm chocolate brown eyes Alison felt her body calm almost instantly but she was still mad for Emily not calling her, she had never felt so worried in her life. She had never left a movie set so quickly in her life! The moment the director had dismissed them for the day she didn't wait for anybody, she didn't stay behind to talk to the other cast or crew members.
She was straight in her change room getting into her motorbike gear and almost running out to her bike and on her way home.

"Emily, you mean so much to me. I couldn't stand the thought of..." Alison felt tears suddenly pool in her eyes, a wave of emotion crashing over her like a tsunami of years of build up crumbling down in one go. Wiping them away just as quickly as they formed Alison felt Emily's free hand move to her cheek.

"I'm here, I'm right here with you." Her voice was soothing to Alison's ears; her thoughts were so clouded with darkness that she couldn't focus on anything else but Emily's touch. Forcing her breathing to slow she touched the hand that lay upon her cheek while closing her eyes, letting the sensation relax her further.

"Talk to me." Emily's words were soothing, but there was a small tone that was pleading Alison to open up to her. "You can trust me, Ali."

She sat in silence for what seemed like a very long time, but Emily watched her patiently and gave no intention of showing pressure.
Alison sighed softly and pressed their heads together. Her breathing had slowed down and the tears that threatened to fall had almost disappeared, though her cheeks and eyes were still wet from their presence.
She felt confident having the brunette in front of her; she felt she could trust her without some type of paperwork assuring it. She felt Emily was different, she knew Emily was different.
Finding confidence to finally decide to tell Emily the truth she went to speak but the sudden sound of her phone ringing from her pocket interrupted her.
Sighing, she quickly pulled it out and checked the caller ID before answering.

"Mason."

"I'm sorry Miss DiLaurentis! I got a call from the hospital when I left; my wife was hit by a car." She instantly felt all sense of anger disappear and become replaced with horror and concern.

"Is she okay?"

"She will be, the doctors took so long because they were trying to find out about the baby."

"What baby?" Alison quickly stood from the lounge and began pacing throughout the room, she saw Emily sit back down and watched, concerned.

"I didn't want to tell you yet because it was too early but we're expecting."

"So the baby is okay?"

"Yes, they both are." Mason sounded incredibly relieved over the phone and Alison knew how hard it was being for him, to sit there and wait.

"Mason, why wouldn't you tell me about that? You know I would be okay with it."

"We were keeping it secret for a bit. They said it was a hit and run Ma'am, I think this was more on purpose than they believe. I need you to stay home until I can find a replacement, it won't take long."

"You mean?" Alison paused, following Mason's train of thought.

"He's back."

Alison stood silent for a long time and Emily watched nervously as she processed the conversation on the phone. Walking to the door she made sure it was locked before walking back into the room and sitting on the lounge, rubbing her head she sighed and looked over at the curious brunette who was oblivious to the entire conversation.

"We need to track him down, but make sure your wife is okay first. We will stay here until there is protection." Alison's voice had returned to the formal tone Emily hadn't heard in what felt like forever.

"There was one more thing..." Mason sounded incredibly soft which meant nothing but bad news on Alison's behalf. Bracing herself for the worse she looked over at Emily and back to her phone.

"He delivered a note to the hospital when my wife was brought in, I'm assuming after he hit her but before I knew. The nurses said he said they had to give it to me when I arrived."

"What does it say?"

"I'm sorry I hurt her, but Alison must pay. I am closer than ever, so Mason, stay away."

"Oh he's a poet now, is he?" Alison almost groaned before looking back down at Emily, whose eyebrows were so high they were almost in her hair line.

"I can't protect you and my wife at the same time."

"You don't have to Mason, we'll sort this out. Take your wife somewhere safe when you can."

"I'm sorry ma'am." Mason's tone was laced with disappointment but Alison knew this was something that needed attention, she would be fine in her home and she knew he would find protection.

"Don't be, you stay safe. Keep me posted."

"I will." He sounded assured.

"Thank you, Mason." She hung up the phone without another word and put both her hands on her head in an attempt to keep herself from losing what little sanity she had left.

"What happened? Is Mason's wife okay?"

"She was in a hit and run, but she's okay and so is their baby. I didn't know they were trying for one so that was bit of a surprise." Alison wanted to smile at the thought of a mini Mason running around but her mind was distracted and couldn't focus on anything positive at that moment.

"So why do we need protection then?"

"Because it wasn't an accident."

"That still doesn't explain why you need protection." Emily countered quickly.

"It was a threat." Alison murmured while finally removing her hands from her head.

"From whom?"

A silence filled the room as Alison realised she had spoken too much, she had never felt this, out of control, the fact that she had let too much detail slip was not something she was going to let herself grow accustom too.

"Ali?" Emily pushed, but Alison merely stood from the chair and shook her head.

"I can't tell you." Leaving the living room she needed to clear her head but she heard Emily stand and follow so she knew her mind would only become more clouded.

"Alison! Stop walking away from this, stop half telling me stories that you can't finish. I deserve to know if I am in danger." Emily didn't actually care if she was in danger because she knew she was safe but if Alison was going to continue withholding information from her she thought she was going to go insane.
Dropping her shoulders, Alison felt defeated and felt she couldn't win but she still couldn't face the brunette. There was so much about her past that she was sure any normal person would run from.

"The person that hit Mason's wife was someone I knew before my career." Her voice was soft but she still couldn't bear to face Emily.

"How did you know him?" She heard Emily shift uncomfortably behind her; it gave her enough incentive to finally turn around.

"He was the best friend of a boy I used to date."

"Why is he acting this way?" Emily subconsciously matched the volume of her voice to Alison's, she felt the air thicken in the room, it was heavy and suffocating but she focused on the blonde in front of her.

"Because his best friend is dead, and his death was my fault."

Alison knew there was no going back, so she bravely looked Emily in the eye and observed her reaction.
She stood there for a long time, as if being in silence would somehow make the words sink in more efficiently, but they didn't, she was kind of shocked.

"What do you mean?" She finally spoke and Alison sighed.

"Come, I'll show you." Alison outstretched her hand and Emily eyed it carefully, taking it she felt a small tug as Alison led her up the stairs and towards her bedroom.

"Show me what?" She asked curiously, a hint of concern meshed in with her voice but Alison didn't reply, she merely sat the brunette on the bed and moved over to the television and turned it on.
Flicking on to the Netflix menu she selected the movie title A Night To Remember and sat back down next to the very confused brunette.

"Why are we watching this?"

"We're not but it will help me explain what happened before I was famous."

"Ali, in this movie you die. Want to explain that?"

"The story was altered slightly." Emily shifted uncomfortably on the bed, suddenly she felt pressured and nervous.

"So, this story is about you?" She murmured softly.

"Yes."

"But you said you didn't know who it was based off."

"I had to lie, Emily." Alison's face displayed discomfort because she knew how much she hated lying to Emily but she couldn't help it.

"So that means your boyfriend... died?" Though Emily knew the answer, she felt like she needed to hear the words fall from Alison's lips. The blonde cringed at the thought before recovering and moving closer towards her.

"Yes, but in the film he was driving, when in reality he wasn't." She paused and took a deep breath, hoping it would calm herself. It didn't. "I was."

"Ali..." Emily whispered, feeling the heaviness of the conversation begin to take its course.

"You don't have to say anything Em, I'm not expecting anything."

"Tell me what happened." She said quickly, understanding that this was Alison finally opening up to her. This was Alison finally telling her everything she at one stage couldn't and she wasn't going to miss such an opportunity.

"What?"Alison whispered.

"I want to know what happened, I want to know everything." Her hand quickly connected with Alison's in a soothing and encouraging manner causing the blonde to smile softly.

"His name was Luke; he was the new guy in school. I was one of the less popular girls but we met at a party in the summer before senior year and we just clicked. His parents were all about education and thought I was a distraction but he didn't care, he said he loved me too much for anything else to matter."

Emily watched as Alison reminisced the past and she suddenly felt the mixture of jealousy and sympathy, it was a weird combination but she wanted to listen regardless.

"He helped me feel more confident about myself but a lot of the time we fought because we couldn't always see each other. But one night we couldn't stand the fighting anymore, I couldn't stand the fighting anymore, I thought he was going to leave me but he didn't..." She trailed away, lost in her memories and Emily watched the spark in Alison's eye disappear momentarily with her.

"We were going to his parent's house, to try and talk everything out with them but on the way a drunk driver hit us and we spun out of control. I had a few minimal injuries but he..."

Her words slowly faded away and tears filled her eyes, the thought of looking up from the driver side and over to the passenger seat was a sight Alison would never forget. As Emily looked in her eyes she could see the pain that was buried behind the walls that the blonde had spent so long building up.

"I was still on my permit license; I feel if I hadn't driven they'd still be alive."

"They?" Emily picked up quicker than Alison had on her own slip. However feeling brave and as though she could trust the brunette she felt she could tell the whole truth. "Was someone else in the car?"

"Sort of."

"What do you mean?" Emily felt confused beyond all reason but as many tears continue to fall from Alison's eyes the only thing she could seem to focus on was the pain the blonde was portraying.

"I... I was..." Closing her eyes she took a deep breath and reopened them to find Emily looking at her, her eyes showing patience and kindness, everything that she needed to keep talking.

"I was pregnant."

Emily felt her legs subconsciously move to stand; the shock of what Alison had told her was not what she was expecting. She felt her body wobbly from tiredness but she forced her legs to stay strong.
Tears were streamy down Alison's face but her body wouldn't move to comfort.

"You were pregnant?" Her lips trembled, almost terrified that Alison was making a joke but she knew by how serious the blonde looked that this was serious.
Alison nodded and felt herself break down, her body concaved and slipped off the bed but Emily was there to catch her with her free arm.

"I was only a month or so along... but she died from the trauma." The tears continued to flow as Emily held her tightly against her chest, ignoring the pain that lingered in her collarbone. Alison cried for a very long time and it made Emily want to cry she felt so heartbroken to even hear such a story, let alone live it, she had no idea what Alison was feeling.
Though she was very confused and still had many questions, she knew right then wasn't the time. She would ask questions later.
Showing no intentions of letting her go Emily kissed Alison's forehead delicately, letting the blonde let out all the emotion she had been suppressing.

"I'm sorry." Alison whispered almost ten minutes later while roughly wiping away her tears, as if they were searing her cheeks in pain.

"Don't be sorry." Emily said genuinely. "You can trust me."

"I know I can." She nodded in the brunette's warm chest, enjoying the comfort and closeness. They sat together for a few moments before Emily helped her off the ground and back onto the bed.

"It wasn't your fault, Ali." Emily knelt down in front of the blonde and observed her carefully; she was seeing Alison internally punish herself for everything she felt she had done.
The thought that Alison was blaming herself for something that was nothing more than an accident cause by someone else was something Emily wasn't happy with.

"It was." The blonde whispered and all sense of hope long gone in her tone. Quickly Emily's free hand rushed to her cheek, smoothing the skin over with her thumb and tugging softly to get eye contact.

"I know you're hurting and I know you think it's your fault, but Ali, it's not. You can't punish yourself forever; they would want you to be happy, they wouldn't want this." Emily wiped away another tear that had slipped from her glassy eyes and soften her gaze, for the first time in a long time Alison felt like she finally had a connection with somebody again but she was afraid to move on, afraid to forget, afraid to forgive herself in fear that it would mean something.

"His best friend blamed it on me, ever since the last day in the hospital he made it his personal goal to make me pay for what I had done. His family pretty much hated me and they never knew about the baby so they had no need to feel anything for me, my parent's felt sympathetic but couldn't do much. When Luke was gone it was just me, stuck in the place where I hadn't graduated and didn't have a job. That's when I met James; he was an old friend of Luke's and when he came to find out what had happened he was surprised to see me by his grave."

Emily sat back onto the bed and made her look attentive, she was in awe of how much there was to know but she was glad Alison was talking; she was so young for so much trauma and baggage.

"James was already a celebrity at that point so seeing him was a shock, I knew who he was but I didn't think he knew who I was. He said he knew Luke always wanted to make movies. Direct them, produce them, so he suggested writing a similar story, without all the personal details, and dedicating it to him. When we took the story to a producer he knew they were all for it, they said they wanted me to star in it because they thought I was perfect for the role, I looked the part and I displayed a personal connection with the script."

"That was because you lived it." Emily mumbled, taking a minute to intake all the information.

"Personally, I was a bit uneasy about doing a movie on our relationship but James said it would be something to think about. Eventually I said I would, and that's when my career started and I know how it sounds, I got famous of my late boyfriends death story but it wasn't like that. I wanted to feel like I was giving something back to him, even though he wasn't physically around anymore."

"I don't think it's like that, I think it was your way of showing your love for him."

"I couldn't tell anyone every single detail, James knew about the accident but as far as anyone else was concerned we had written to story from scratch in dedication to James' friend, it had nothing to do with me."

"So does anyone know about the baby?"

"Well Mason and that was what Derek was talking about before, getting me out of trouble. Luke's friend, his name is Eric, threatened to tell everyone because he also knew about the baby."

"Why would he threaten that?"

"Because he didn't like the idea of the movie and because he hates me for what happened."

Emily sighed, feeling exhausted from so much information. Standing she paced around the room for a solid two minutes before Alison said anything again.

"Em..." She paused and waited for the brunette to look over at her. "I want you to know, that meeting you was the best thing that ever happened to me."

"Ali, I mean this so respectfully but after watching that movie and that scene, knowing it was real makes it hard for me to think you could want anyone else but him."

Alison's shoulders dropped, she knew that this reaction was coming but somehow she felt surprised by it.

"I want you." She whispered, feeling ashamed for being so vulnerable. Emily turned and saw the hurt glisten in her eyes and she immediately moved back in front of the blonde.

"I just don't want force you into anything you're not ready for, or don't want."

"I want you, Emily." She said desperately as she moved forward on her knees and grabbed the brunette's cheeks, holding them tightly in a frantic attempt to show how she was feeling.

"Ali..." Emily whispered while moving her head into the smooth hands that held her tightly.

"I want you." Her voice was barely audible but it rang so clearly in Emily's ears.

Tension grew as Alison felt her body relax when Emily's hand snaked around her back, their lips dangled teasingly apart but neither showed signs of making a move; they sat there on the bed and let the moment grow between them.
Breathing becoming more rapid and short neither girl let their eyes break contact, afraid that in doing so the other would disappear. At the thought of losing someone so special Alison's hands moved to Emily's neck and held tightly.
Slowly closing the distance between them both finally allowed their eyes to close so they could enjoy the sweet moment that was about to unfold. Their lips touched ever so slightly, it was gentle and pure emotion. As their lips moved against each other delicately, Emily felt Alison pull on her neck, bringing her backwards onto the bed.
Until that moment she had forgotten how much her shoulder and collarbone were aching, however ignoring the pain she hovered skilfully above the blonde with one arm that wobbled slightly under her weight.
Noticing, Alison gently switched the pair and continued to enjoy the moment between them.

"Emily, please believe me. I want you."

"I do, Ali. And believe me; no one could want you more than I could."

Hey everyone, sorry about how long it's been. Also sorry if there is a few flaws and spelling mistakes with this chapter! Please note I just wanted to update so badly.
So, what did you guys think of the twist? With Alison being a pregnant teen?
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-Aemstar