A/N: Hello my Lovelies! Okay so first off, AprilBaby please don't hate me lol. If you hate me I'd feel like a total ass! lol Tell me what can I do to make you like me again hahaha. You guys I love writing for you! I absolutely love it and I know that I could update more but (I'm sorry to be saying this guys) I have a life, I have work, I need money, and I'm seeing someone. I know that some of you love this story and wished that I updated every day but I can't :( It's going to a lot harder to update when Summer rolls around because then I'll be in college my Lovelies. So take this as a "trial" so to speak. So don't hate me guys please don't, it hurts me and actually makes me struggle to write chapters if I feel like you guys hate me :( Enjoy? Please?

Chapter 14

Emily was laying down in her bed, feeling lifeless and bored. She felt like the ceiling has been etched in her brain from staring at it for so long. Emily didn't want to do anything, she knew that she was with Paige, she knew that Paige had an edge over her, and she knew that Spencer was blinded by her. What could Emily do? Paige probably never hurt Spencer the way she did, and she probably never lied to her the way she did. Emily turned on her side and stared at the wall, not knowing what to do.

"We need to talk." Emily heard Alison's voice from behind her, she didn't bother to even look at Alison. Alison sighed and made her way next to Emily, rubbing her side. Emily turned to her and looked at her, not wanting to do anything but knew that she wanted something. "I talked to Spencer." Emily's ears perked up at Spencer's name and stared intently at Alison. "She doesn't want to be with you, she just wants to be friends."

"I don't believe you." Emily huffed and got off the bed, going to her desk and opening her laptop.

"Emily, I talked to her about you. I asked her if she wanted to be with you, she told me that she just wanted to be friends."

"Shut up Ali."

"She told me that it didn't feel right to be with you."

"Alison."

"She didn't want a relationship, just a fuck from you Emily." Alison stood, trying to get Emily to listen to her words. Emily was breathing heavily, she knew Alison was lying, she felt it in her bones. After a month of having sex with someone, you tend to pick up on things, and Emily knew when she started to play her games. Alison kept talking but Emily had completely blocked her out, instead she heard intense ringing in her ears, knowing that her temper was getting the best of her. Emily slammed her hands on the desk and walked to Alison, shoving her against the wall.

"You're a fucking liar. You're nothing but manipulative! Get out of my face!" Emily shouted with much anger and intensity that it shook Alison to her core. She has heard Emily mad before but this was different, Alison actually felt like she was going to get hurt.

"I'm telling the truth this time Emily!" Alison attempted to calm her down by touching her, Emily quickly slapped her hand away from her and slapped Alison across the face hard, making her fall to the ground. Alison gripped her face and looked at Emily with tear filled eyes, seeing a scary side of Emily.

"Your truths mean nothing to me. All you do is lie to get what you want. You get me angry on purpose because you want to have rough sex. Tell me." Emily took menacing steps toward Alison but Alison slid away from her, not wanting Emily to touch her. The girls were now in the hallway, Alison trying to muster enough courage to get off the floor but having no success at all, Emily not far behind. Emily then climbed on top of Alison and snaked her hands on her neck. "Is this rough enough for you?" Emily then tightened her grip on her neck and began to shake the squirming blonde. Emily had tears running down her eyes, wanting Alison to stop playing games and own up to her mistakes. Emily was frustrated and her mind was clouded with anger, then everything went black for her.

Pam had pushed Emily off Alison but Emily hit her head on the table in the hallway, immediately going to unconsciousness. Pam then looked at Alison who was gasping and choking for air to go to her lungs.

"Alison?" Pam touched her shoulder, making Alison flinch at the touch. "Are you okay?"

"She…she was this…completely different person. I've never…seen that side before." Alison choked on her words, still struggling for air. Pam held Alison, knowing that Emily had scared her, once and for all.

"Oh gosh, I've missed this Spencer." Paige had finished laughing, taking Spencer's hand in hers. Spencer smiled brightly at the girl and felt hypnotized by the brunette. In the back of Spencer's mind, she couldn't stop thinking about what Alison said. When Spencer had asked Paige that question, she only shrugged it off, saying she wasn't expecting that after a year.

"So what did you do overseas?"

"Um, nothing exciting, just school. I met a lot of people, went to museums. That kind of thing. Nothing spectacular."

"School is always important to you."

"Yes it has been. What about you? How are you and your group of friends doing?" Paige took a sip of her water, looking at Spencer intently.

"Things have been good. Um parents have been busy, Melissa still thinks she is hot stuff. Aria and Hanna are doing well, um they seem to touch each other a lot but that's them. There's also this deaf girl that I met just a couple of months ago."

"Is that why you asked me that question before we left?" Paige asked, completely intrigued now.

"Yeah, It's just Alison was convinced that she was lying about being deaf, and she stuck to it for like a week. A lot of tension was between them and it was different, she wasn't scared of Alison, while a lot of people are. I learned sign language to speak to her but—"

"You're starting to doubt if she is deaf?"

"It's just that Alison said something that threw me in for a loop." Spencer rubbed the back of her neck, feeling like she was straining herself by thinking about it.

"What did Alison say?"

"She said that she says my name. Like she speaks." Spencer stared down at the table, feeling her body heat up at the thought.

"Well I don't know what to tell you Spence, I didn't study that for a year. Try talking to the girl, maybe you will get somewhere. You'd be surprised by how much you can learn from someone just by talking to them." Paige softly smiled at her, making Spencer go weak at the knees. "I think we should call it a night." Paige then stood up, helping Spencer with her coat. Both girls made their way to Paige's car, enjoying the company. The car ride was silent but it was comfortable silence. Paige was running her fingers on Spencer's arm, making Spencer's arm tingle. Spencer loved the fact that Paige was like this around her but she hated her own thoughts at the moment because they kept drifting to Emily.

"I heard from someone that you're staying in Rosewood permanently."

"Darn, that was supposed to be a surprise. Yeah, I'm going to finish school here then who knows what's next?" Paige pulled in front of Spencer's house, turning off the car and looking over at Spencer. Spencer returned the glance, smiling at the girl.

"I had fun tonight. It's good to have you back." Spencer smiled shyly at the girl. Paige smiled and grabbed her hand and kissed it lightly.

"It's good to be back here with you. I know when I left we were almost together but I didn't want us to go through a long distance thing." Paige was stuttering slightly, nervous around Spencer.

"It's fine Paige."

"Don't be so modest Hastings. I was hoping we could rekindle things, go back to where we were." Paige made eye contact and Spencer was ecstatic. Spencer couldn't ask for more in Paige at the moment. Spencer grabbed Paige's face and kissed her gently, taking her breath away. When Spencer pulled back to look at Paige's face, her eyes were still closed, almost as if she was in a daze. Paige slowly opened her eyes and looked at a smiling Spencer.

"I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Count on it." Paige smiled at Spencer, capturing her lips once more. Spencer smiled into the kiss and pulled away, exiting the car. Paige sighed when the door closed, her eyes following Spencer. When Spencer entered the house she couldn't be happier. She made her way into her room, changing into some shorts and a t-shirt, nuzzling into the bed. She stared at her ceiling, feeling that everything was right as rain. The one thought that couldn't leave her mind was of Emily, and she sighed at her thought. She didn't know how long it would be until she cracked.

Emily fluttered her eyes open slowly, her head pounding making her wince. She sat up slowly rubbing her head, feeling a slight bump. Emily squinted her eyes and saw her mom sitting on the other couch, waiting for her to wake up.

"What happened?" Emily groggily said, looking at her mother who had her arms crossed.

"I'm surprised that you wouldn't remember something like that. Emily we have to talk about something important." Pam was looking in Emily's direction, but she didn't look at her. Emily looked around, not seeing Alison in the house.

"Where's Alison?"

"She went home."

"Why?"

"Emily I think you need to see someone." Emily looked at her mother with much distaste in her mouth.

"What do you mean?"

"Emily, you need to talk to someone about your anger."

"My anger?"

"Yes, you could've hurt Alison tonight!" Emily quickly stood up, standing her ground towards her mother.

"What are you trying to say?"

"When I ran up the stairs from you two yelling at each other, you were on top of her and your hands were…around her neck." Pam finally looked at Emily, tears in her eyes. Emily's eyebrows furrowed immensely, completely flabbergasted.

"What are you talking about?"

"Emily you were choking Alison, and when I came up it looked like you weren't going to stop anytime soon."

"I would've remember that."

"But you don't. Emily, I think you need to talk to a therapist or go to anger management."

"I don't need that."

"Emily this is not up for discussion. We're going to Philadelphia for a week and that's that." Pam stood and began to make her way to the kitchen. Emily was outraged, she didn't want to talk to someone, and she wanted them to leave her alone. Emily wanted things back to normal where she didn't have all of this pent up anger. Emily went back upstairs and slammed her door, looking around her room. Everything seemed so dull, like there was no colors in her room, just grays. Emily collapsed on the bed and let out a ragged breath. She shut her eyes tight and tried to drown her thoughts of anger. Her phone then chimed and she stared at it, debating if she should even look at the message she had received. It wasn't long until her phone rang again. She groaned and finally picking it up, the brightness of the screen hurting her eyes slightly. Her heart literally stopped when she saw Spencer's name and she quickly opened the message.

Spencer: I was hoping we could talk, you seemed urgent.

Alison said something to me, and I was curious as to what she said or meant for that matter.

Emily felt dead inside, she didn't know what she should do. She wanted to come clean finally but she couldn't. She had a problem and she needed to fix it before anything were to happen. Emily slowly replied to Spencer, taking her time to make sure that Spencer understood her.

Emily: Spencer I want to talk to you about something really serious but I need to sort things out before we can have this conversation. I'm going to Philadelphia for a week, something to do with my mother and I can't have my phone on me. I've appreciated for what you have done for me, but I need to find peace. I hope you understand.

As soon as Emily saw that the text had gone through to Spencer, she reached for the power button and turned off her phone. For good measure, she took out the battery and placed it in her nightstand drawer. She closed the drawer and laid back down on her bed, taking the small pillow and clenching it tightly. The pain she felt was indescribable, and she had never felt this type of pain before. This pain felt similar to the passing of her father and she wasn't sure she could make it through the night with this pain. She buried her face in the pillow and cried silently but feeling that it wasn't going to do her any good at all. Emily wanted space to figure out what she wanted and the one thing she wanted, without a doubt in her mind, was Spencer. Emily knew that she wanted Spencer and she was willing to do whatever it takes to have her.

Pam and Emily entered an office, Emily already making her way to the chairs. Pam walked to the desk and began to talk to the receptionist.

"I'm here for my 2 o'clock appointment."

"Name?"

"Pam and Emily Fields." Pam smiled, the girl looking over at Emily quickly and picking up the phone to contact the doctor on the other side of the door.

"Dr. Sullivan, a Pam and Emily Fields are here to see you…Okay, I'll send them in. She's ready for you." The receptionist smiled at Pam and put the receiver back in the cradle. Pam smiled and motioned Emily to follow her. Emily stood up, straightening out her jacket and looking over at the woman who was watching her intently. Before Pam could open up the door, a brunette came flying through them, bumping into Emily.

"Wow sorry. My head isn't on right today." The brunette walked past Emily and waved at the receptionist. "See you Sara."

"See you next week Maya." The receptionist said without looking up at the girl. Emily looked curiously at Maya, only catching a glimpse of her.

"Emily come on." Pam called to her, snapping her out of her trance. Emily followed her mother and saw an older woman writing constantly in her legal pad. Pam and Emily sat on the couch, waiting patiently for the woman to finish her notes. She then tore the paper off the pad and put it in a nearby file.

"Sorry about that, my previous client barely lets me write anything down before she gets running out of here. Hi, I'm Dr. Anne Sullivan." She stood up and reached for both of the women's hands. They both accepted the handshake and Dr. Sullivan sat back down, placing the legal pad back onto her lap. "Pam and Emily Fields, correct?"

"Yes doctor."

"Okay Emily, your mother and I spoke briefly on the phone. I understand that you have the habit of being mute." She looked up at Emily, Emily's eyes going wide slightly. She didn't know that she told the doctor that much.

"Um, I guess."

"You're safe with me Emily. Everything that we talk about will be kept between us. When you're with me you are free to say anything you like and there will be no repercussions for them." Dr. Sullivan explained, putting Emily at total ease.

"Can my mom leave then?" Emily said shakily.

"If you would rather that."

"Okay, I'll be right outside." Pam got up from the couch and left the office, Emily adjusting herself to take up the couch. She smiled contently at the sound of the leather and the smell of it. She thought that hundreds of people had sat on this couch and yet it still smell fresh out of the shop.

"You like the couch?" Emily nodded at the question and dug her shoulders into the back of it. "That's good. Tell me about your father Emily." Dr. Sullivan began to jot down notes on the pad. Emily took a deep breath in and let it out slowly.

"Um he was in the army, Sergeant First Class. He was in the army for about 14 years, he loved what he did. He made sure that we were comfortable wherever we were. He was nice, kind, gentle, sweet; he didn't raise his voice, he was reasonable. He was truly remarkable for what he had gone through."

"How many times did he deploy?"

"3 times."

"And he passed on his final tour?" Emily nodded, feeling tears well up in her eyes. She looked away and took steady breaths, making sure not to break down so quickly. "Do you know what happened to him that made him passed?"

"N-no. My mom knows but I don't want to."

"Why?"

"Because I don't." Emily began to get defensive with her.

"Have you not accepted your father's death yet?"

"I know he's dead."

"But do you accept that he is gone?" Dr. Sullivan stared at Emily, making sure not to put off any offensive body language. Emily crossed her arms, feeling so exposed more than anything.

"No. I don't want to wake up and convince myself that my father is gone from my life."

"Why would you have to convince yourself?"

"My heart thinks that he is still overseas, fighting. My mind knows he is gone but my heart needs convincing. It's hard enough to lose someone but to lose them permanently, it could literally kill you."

"Did you feel like you had any time to grieve?"

"Excuse me?"

"When you found out your father passed, did you feel like you grieved properly?"

"Is there a proper way to grieve? I figured everyone did it on their own time."

"I think you could actually be able to let go an enormous amount of emotion if you were to look at the papers of your father's official death. It would clear up a lot of things."

"I appreciate the advice doctor." Emily looked at her, her eyes coated with much anger.

"Tell me about your relationship with Alison." Dr. Sullivan said effortlessly, writing down her name.

"How do you know about her?"

"Well she is one of the main reasons you are here, your mother is concerned about the relationship you two have. I understand that an incident happened recently and you harmed Alison in a way?"

"Me and Alison aren't in a relationship. We just have sex a lot. Alison is into the rough kind of sex and I make sure to deliver. Majority of the time she gets me angry on purpose that way I can satisfy her. And to tell you the truth, I don't remember what I did to her to make my mother think that I need therapy." Emily uncrossed her arms and looked at Dr. Sullivan as she vigorously wrote down everything that Emily said.

"Your mother is really concerned about your outbursts and your temper. She says that your temper is actually worse than it was before. Tell me, why are you angry at Alison?"

"Because she knows something that no one should know. Not even you."

"What would that be?"

"Me pretending to be deaf. No one knew it but she went snooping around my medical files and found out that way." Emily shrugged and sighed. Dr. Sullivan had ceased her writing altogether, listening to Emily's every word. "Then about a month ago, one of her friends caught us after we had sex and she heard me talk and that was the end of that."

"Tell me, because I'm curious, why tell people you are deaf if it's not true?" Emily held her breath, not knowing how to answer that question. It seemed so normal to do what she has been doing but this woman who she literally met just 45 minutes ago was making her doubt everything.

A/n: So what do you guys think? Let me know, I hope this can level you guys out a bit. Once again please don't hate me, I prefer if you guys were content with me or even like me :) lol Please review, I love it when I see reviews! Guests you are absolutely amazing for leaving your names/initials I love it when you do that! Okay have a wonderful day my Lovelies!