"Hey you," I sweetly said whilst looking into her eyes. She flashed a smile but it wasn't the one I grew to love so much. I could tell that she was in a lot of pain. She reached out her hands towards me still holding that impaled smile.
"Thank you for coming. I thought that you really wouldn't," she struggled to say. I couldn't tell her that Hanna had to practically force me to get out of the car. I looked around the room nervously for anything to draw subject on. The silence between us always left too much room for feelings and I was not about to explore that again.
"So how do you feel… Ali?" I asked walking over to the table near the window.
She waited until I turned around to respond. "I'm okay I guess. Just a little sore in some places… I actually really wanted to talk to you but you stopped answering my calls and messages," she said looking through me.
My mouth fell open to give a good response but I really did not know what that was at the moment. "Ali, maybe we shouldn't talk about this right now. How did this happen?" I desperately tried to kill the topic.
"I, honestly, don't even know. One minute I'm kissing Elliott…" she stopped realising that I didn't need to know that part, "and the next I'm crashing into the stairs. Elliott wants to sue but the people were so nice, I really just wanted to get out of there."
"Wow… you have to be more careful Alison. That could have gone so many ways," I pleaded; walking over to her bed and holding her hand. I quickly released it when I recognized that it was a little inappropriate. I mean her husband was right outside the door.
She looked at me with that sad look as if, with her beautiful blue orbs, she could take away my obvious agony. She could see right through me and that, I loathed most about our connection. She took her eyes off of mine for a second and looked out the window to see Hanna and Elliott still talking.
"Em… I'm sorry…" she softly said; guilt rolling off of her.
"We can't do this right Alison," I said aloofly.
"But I need you to know…" she started saying before I snappishly interrupted.
"No… I don't need to know anything. I'm not doing this right now. I just want you to focus on getting yourself better ok?" I tried salvaging the light mood which was quickly fleeting.
She looked out the window as I responded. I watched her emotionally tied. She was clearly guilty for throwing us away. A part of me really wanted to hear her out but what good would it do. I lost her.
All of a sudden she began furrowing her eyebrows and pleating her forehead. She seemed to be suffering some kind of pain. I held her hand and called for the nurse. In came Elliott, frantically. She started having a seizure right before my eyes.
"Alison!" I called out becoming completely paralysed by fright. I could hear my own breathing escalate drastically. Elliott began screaming at the nurse asking her what was going on. Her body quaked uncontrollably and her eyes went to the back of her head. By then I was in tears and was asked by the doctor to leave the room, as was Elliott, who refused.
Hanna pulled me out and wrapped her arm around my waist and we both watched them anxiously try to stop the seizing. The doctor must have stuck a million needles into her but her body was not responding.
"She can lose brain function!" the nurse yelled, struggling to hold her on the bed.
Hanna cried into my shoulder while I watched on with my heart stuck in my throat. My eyes were wide but I could not process what exactly was happening to my beautiful blonde. I was beginning to feel my entire body grow numb like this emptiness was slowly creeping up my legs. I think I even looked down to see if it was real.
And just like that she stopped and the beeping of the monitor regained its normalcy. She was unconscious and Elliott held onto her for dear life with tears streaming down his face. I released a massive breath that I had no idea I was holding. And with that, one frightened tear fell from my eyes. I was completely frozen and I looked mindlessly at Hanna who had her eyes shut the entire time. My sleeve was wet from her tears. I couldn't care. I pulled away from her and walked up to the window staring at Elliott still scooping her unresponsive body into his arms and rocking back and forth.
The doctor was drenched in sweat and looked stunned as if this was his first experience with a seizing patient. I was lightly shaking watching the whole thing. Traumatized by the proximity I had to seeing the woman I love die. I have never been scared like that in my life before and the calm of my body slowly returned. I rested my head on the glass and shut my eyes for the tiniest of moments only to be snatched back by the sound of Alison's monitor flat lining.
"Oh God! No no no no no!" I screamed banging on the glass.
Elliott looked at me for a fraction of a second with his mouth completely wide-opened. He then looked at her entirely confused by what was happening before him. The nurse grabbed the defibrillator. The doctor yelled at Elliott to let go of Alison so that they could try to resuscitate her.
"Noooo Ali, nooo please," I said silently in absolute heartache. Watching them drive bolts of electricity through her body made me feel like dying with every shock. Her body jolted and those blonde curls rose and feel with her. Time slowed down and in my head all of our memories and what we could've had rolled around in my shattering mind. I didn't even notice that I had stopped breathing. Then I just didn't feel anything. I fell motionlessly to the floor and the last thing I heard was Hanna yell out my name and the sound of a fourth shock to Alison's chest.
"We can go away. Maybe take a trip to Paris. See the Eiffel Tower, the wind in your hair…" was all I could hear followed by an infectious giggling behind me.
"Ali!" I screamed but I was submerged in nothingness.
"What?" she said, breaking me out of my dream. I was then suddenly in the Dilaurentis' house with that gorgeous blonde standing behind me.
"I… I ughhh…" I struggled to cope.
"You know… you're really cute when you get tongue tied like that. But come on, we've been married for like two years and the sight of me still has that effect on you Fields," she smiled sweetly and then kissed me.
I was so confused as to what twilight zone I was in. I can only imagine the look on my face. I followed her into the kitchen and watched her set the table; stealing chances to peek at me while I looked at her in scepticism. What the hell is going on?
"Are you ok there?" she smirked while placing the last fork on the table.
"Umm… I'm just… we're married?" I asked still lost in this altered reality.
"Babe, are you ok?" she began feeling concerned, "you're scaring me now."
"I'm fine… I…" I really could not form words.
"Come here," she said pulling me towards her, "are you still upset about the puppy. I honestly thought you would love it. I mean look at him." She pointed towards the cutest little Shih Tzu pup bolting into the kitchen. "Look he loves you. And so do I."
"Alison something is very wrong here!" I shrieked when I finally had enough of the crazy.
She was startled and the little puppy ran out of the kitchen when I yelled. I put my head in my hands feeling sorry for losing my cool.
"What's going on?" she said sweetly, rubbing my back gently. We both walked into the living room and sat on the couch. I looked around noticing the myriad of pictures of us stuck to the walls. I flew up off the couch to inspect them. There was one of us snowboarding in the Mammoth Mountain, there was another of us on our wedding day. I pick that one up and in it were all of the girls posing beneath us and me looking infatuatedly into Ali's eyes. The last one that caught my attention was of us in Paris.
"We honeymooned there," she said walking over to me, "do you really not remember these things? The amazing croissants, the Eiffel Tower, the wind in your hair…" as she spoke her voice became more and more spaced out and difficult to hear until the reality faded away.
"Emily!" Hanna exclaimed and hugged me so tightly that I could not breathe.
"Alright take it easy there," another nurse said while she checked my responsiveness.
"You scared me so badly," she said. Her eyes were red hot like she had been bawling for a while. She quickly tried to wipe them clear when she saw me notice that she had been unhinged this entire time. "I called the girls and they are on their way up here right now."
"Hanna… where…" I took the deepest breathe to prolong the question. I was deathly afraid of the answer she would give me, "where is Alison…"
She sniffled and reached for my hand. Her pretty blue eyes began filling up again and she looked down at her lap and summed up on her courage.
"Oh my goodness Emily," Aria came bursting through the doors. Those innocent and vibrant green orbs drowning in tears. She rushed over and bundled me up into her tiny arms. Soon after Spencer came in straight-faced, trying her hardest to remain strong. I could see it in her eyes. The way she overcompensated by tightening her jaw muscles.
I found a way to pull apart from Aria. "Hanna! Where is Alison," I damn nearly squawked, jumping the whole room. They all worriedly looked at each other waiting to see who would break first. "Damn it! Answer me!"