"Okay well if he brings it up again, I guess I'll be honest." Alison shrugged slightly as she drove through downtown in search of the hotel. "Hey Em, what's..." She trailed off, noticing the brunette had fallen asleep. When the blonde heard Emily's phone ring, she took in a deep breath and held it, assuming that Wayne or Pam was calling. She heard Emily's voice tense and glanced over at her curiously. Once the phone call was disconnected, Alison parked the car near the sidewalk, assuming that something worse had happened. "Was that your parents? What did they say?"
"I don't even know half of what she said. Blah blah. Spaced out and hung up." Emily turned to Alison, knowing that her lie was probably going to catch up with her later, but she needed.. well, she was intrigued to see what CeCe was up to this time. Emily carefully slipped her phone in her pockets and then kissed the side of Alison's cheek. "Nothing bad, don't worry Ali." She tried to comfort the blonde.
Alison nodded and put the car back into drive, pulling out onto the road again. "I'm fine, Em. I just get tense when it's your parents because I know they could take you away again. And I know deep down you love them, so it's even harder. You can't just cut them off or something." The blonde gripped the steering wheel a bit tighter and continued down the street. "Hey, what's the hotel's name? I was gonna ask earlier but you fell asleep and then your mom called."
"That one, right there. Holiday Inn. We're room 104. We just have to go in and ask for the DiLaurentis/Fields reservation." Emily smiled over at Alison. "And they won't take me away, Ali. Don't you think for one second that they'd take me away from you, because even in my worst nightmare, nobody has been able to separate us." The brunette bit at her lip, stretching her body once Alison had found the hotel and parked the car.
Alison parked her car right in front and was greeted by the hotel staff once the two girls walked in. She let them attend to their bags as she walked over to check in, taking Emily along with her as she held her hand tightly. "Your parents are never going to like me, Em. How am I ever going to be a part of your family?" Alison blurted out, sighing and running a hand through her hair. She took the key cards from the receptionist and gave them her credit card to keep on file, signing her name on all the forms.
"I could've given them my cards." Emily sighed, not even bothering to link her hands with Alison. "I'll take my own bags, thanks." Emily spoke rudely to the hotel staff. She stopped at room 103, which is where CeCe was. The brunette then kept walking to her room and waited for Alison to join her. Emily took out her phone, texting the number CeCe had called from. "Just arrived, still 103? Be there soon, gonna settle in and come up with something. -Americano." She signed her text.
"You already rented the room though. I can chip in some too." Alison rolled her eyes at Emily's back and grabbed her bags as well. She walked with the brunette to their room, not really taking notice to Emily's pause at the room next door. The blonde was more concerned with how Emily's demeanor had changed. She suddenly seemed to be distant with Alison and it made her worried. "Em? Is something wrong?" She asked as she slid her key card into the slot, pulled it back out and pushed the door open once the green light appeared.
"Yeah I'm fine." Emily followed Alison inside and threw her bag over the floor near the bed, letting her back fall to the soft fabric over it. "Ugh, finally." She sighed happily, closing her eyes once she'd reached the bed. She turned to face Alison and smiled. "I got us only one bed, I hope you don't mind." The brunette spoke seductively, biting at her lip until once again she felt her phone vibrate.
"Knock four times, I'm there. -CeCe." Emily read the text then placed her phone on the night stand, smiling at Alison.
Alison tossed her bag onto the armchair in the corner and kicked her heels off. "God it feels good to get those off." She exclaimed, smiling at Emily. "Of course I don't mind that." She winked playfully and flopped down on the bed beside the brunette. The blonde looked at Emily noticing the way she'd spoken and the fact that she was biting her lip. "Hmm." She quietly said aloud, thinking about the possibilities they had for the rest of their evening. Alison leaned into Emily and gently placed a kiss on her neck.
"First.. I..I just want to go to the store next door to grab something, okay?" Emily lied about it, though her stuttering came from the feeling that Alison's lips gave her. The brunette finally sat up and walked to the door, waving her hand to Ali. "Don't have too much fun without me." She sent her an air kiss, completely forgetting about her phone. She walked to CeCe's room and knocked four times, the familiar face opening the door.
"Americano." She mumbled, dragging Emily inside her room and then closing her door, not locking it. "I'm surprised you actually came." CeCe added, she bit at her lip, her eyes on Emily. "I just wanted to kind of talk about Alison... and Courtney." She added.
Alison pulled back, surprised that her one kiss had already made Emily stutter. "Okay, hurry back Em." She waved back and sent Emily an air kiss of her own. "Oh, don't worry I won't." She laughed softly and winked once again. The blonde then fell back onto the bed and closed her eyes for a moment, trying to relax. The night had exhausted her and when she was alone, she didn't really know what to do. After all, the hotel room didn't have much to keep her busy.
Emily stood directly in front of CeCe. The blonde noticed that Emily didn't have her phone and took hers out for a split second. Emily didn't make much of it, so she just stood there helplessly, wanting to know exactly why CeCe wanted to see her there.
"So, how are you and Alison." CeCe came right out to ask. Emily narrowed her eyebrows and laughed a little bit.
"We're better than ever actually." Though the brunette kept her ring hidden. CeCe, to her turn, grabbed Emily's arm and pulled her closer, the brunette trying to free herself out of her grip.
"Look, I've known Alison for a long time, and I know she has a lot of stuff hidden from people.. she wasn't going to tell you about the Courtney thing, you figured it out, and she got stuff with it. Are you sure that's even Ali, and not Courtney?"
Alison waited for a long while, wondering what could be taking Emily so long. The store couldn't have been that far, could it? Suddenly she heard Emily's phone go off. "Great. Can't even text her." She mumbled, rolling over to glance at the brunette's phone, curious as to who would text at this hour. She blinked once, wondering why the unknown text had her name in it. She swiped to unlock Emily's phone and quickly read the text message. "Whisper, whisper. Are you sure Ali isn't keeping anymore secrets, Em? -A" Alison glared at the screen and though she knew she shouldn't, she clicked on Emily's messages, worried that there were more -A texts. "What the hell?!" She couldn't believe what she was seeing, text messages from CeCe only a little over a half hour ago telling Emily to meet her next door. Alison quickly clicked out of Emily's messages and locked her phone. She got up slowly and grabbed her flip flops, slipping them on and getting ready to head to CeCe's room to confront her and give Emily her phone.
"No, we.. I killed Courtney, we buried her..." Emily mumbled, starting to feel a little confused. The brunette bit at her lip, deep in thought. The twins surely did look the same, and now CeCe had planted the seed of doubt in her mind. What if Emily killed the wrong twin? Now she knew this was going to bother her.
"Just be careful, Em. You need a woman who has a job, who can take care of you, and who can help you with stuff, you know?" CeCe made her final advance into Emily, placing her hands over Emily's waist and then kissing her lips softly, biting Emily's lip at the same time. Emily tried to pulled back, her eyes open, though her lip was getting bitten too hard for her to escape. The door opened, and who stood there other than Alison.
"What the hell, CeCe." Emily finally pulled back, seeing CeCe's typical up to no good smirk.
Alison walked up to the door and pushed it open, glad to see it wasn't locked. She barged in and took in the sight of CeCe and Emily kissing. Her heart dropped and Emily's phone slipped out of her hand, thudding lightly onto the floor. She'd couldn't believe it, CeCe actually making a move after she'd confided in her about how she felt for Emily. "What the hell is this? I thought you actually cared about me! I thought you were like my sister! I knew I never should've trusted anyone!" Alison shouted angrily at CeCe, walking right up to her and giving her a death glare. She'd been glad that as she walked in, she managed to catch Emily's reaction, though of course she trusted the brunette.
Emily could feel her heart racing right when Alison walked in. She couldn't believe the advances that CeCe made on her, especially since the brunette had just told her that everything between Emily and Alison was going great. She shook her head and looked down, almost ashamed that she had actually been kissed by CeCe. The brunette stood between the two blondes who seemed as though they were going to kill eachother.
"Oh Alison, you're so dramatic. Though I see why you like to kiss her, her lips are pretty enjoyable." CeCe traced her finger over her own lips, knowing that those words would set Alison off the edge.
Alison's eyes blazed and she raised her hand. "CeCe, I swear to god. The next words out of your mouth better be one hell of an explanation." She clenched her teeth and brought her hand down, keeping as calm as she could until the older blonde replied. "Dramatic?! You're the one kissing my FIANCÉ!" She screamed out, not caring that Emily nor Alison had announced to her. Now was as good a time as any to tell CeCe. "Don't you dare touch her again! Do you hear me?!" Alison quickly pulled Emily behind her protectively.
"And I still feel her lipgloss on my lips. Strawberry, right?" CeCe felt the need to keep pushing Alison off the edge. The blonde licked her lips once more and pierced at her lips. "She's your fiance yet what is she doing in MY room right now, kissing me, huh?" CeCe was about to speak some more, but Emily sighed and stood behind Alison, feeling some tears fall down her cheeks again. She felt overly emotional, and one thing she'd learned was to never interrupt a CeCe and Alison fight.
"It's cherry, CeCe. You don't know the first thing about Emily, you little bitch. Why the hell did you even come back? God, I should've left you and kept my get away free ticket for myself. You didn't deserve my help then and you don't deserve it now. I'm sorry I ever let you into my life, and you can be damn sure that after tonight, you'll never hear from me again. Don't even bother trying to make up for this one." Alison had had it with CeCe's taunting and completely bitchy behavior. "You think that Emily wanted that to happen? You knew she was innocent and confused. God, why do you always have to want everything I have? Get your own damn life for fucks sakes!"
"You're so cute when you're jealous." CeCe replied. She took a step closer towards Alison, looking at her from head to toe. "Oh I'll hear from you. I always do. One day or another, you'll screw this up, what you and Emily have, and you'll come crying to me. It always happens, always." CeCe decided to keep going even more. "I always want what you have, but the people you have always end up being next to me, so really Alison... maybe you're no good at keeping people happy, because for what it seems, I'm the last one to kiss Emily, and she's not even saying sorry, she's just hiding behind you because all you do is control people and lie. You won't ever change."
"Screw you, CeCe. I'm not jealous of your pathetic excuse of a life. And no. This time we won't, oh what was it you said last time? Find our way back to each other? I'd be better off if you'd been buried along with my sister." Alison knew she was going overboard but her emotions were all over the board and anger was the easiest one for her to express outwardly. "Don't even dare to say her name. You're not good enough to even speak of her much less think of her. I don't control Emily and I'm not going to fuck this up. But I don't have to explain myself to a worthless bitch. If anything, I learned to lie and manipulate people from you. God, you're pathetic." Alison laughed evilly like she once used to do all the time and she raised her hand and slapped CeCe across the her face.
CeCe let out a high pitched laugh, following along with Alison's laugh. "Do I have to remind you of all the stuff you've done? You blinded Jenna.. that poor girl. Threatened Paige and called her Pigskin.. what else? Pretty sure you're the reason your own mom is dead. She tried to bring you home and it got her killed." CeCe actually went there and took a step back once she was slapped. "Don't you raise a hand on me, I MADE YOU WHO YOU ARE." CeCe spoke loudly and aggressively. "You are going to fuck it up, you always do, you find a way to drag people down to your level. You find a way to make them walk away, and honestly, I'm surprised Emily even took the ring, a girl like her? Come on, Ali. You'll ruin her." She finally stopped speaking, crossing her arms on her chest.
"Can you shut the hell up already?! You made me? Ha! I could survive without you and I did. You don't know shit. My mistakes aren't who I am anymore. Need I remind you of the fact you were involved in a lot of things with me? You were the one dressed like me the night I disappeared. You know all about that. You helped Melissa. You're not so innocent either. And DONT YOU DARE TO TALK ABOUT MY MOTHER." Alison had lost it at this point. Her body was shaking and overheated as her blood was boiling. "Why the hell do you even care? You don't even know Emily. You have no idea what she feels or thinks. I swear to god, one more accusation like you know her and want to protect you and I swear to you, I'll fucking call the cops on you. You do realize they're still looking for you." Alison smirked and crossed her arms over her own chest.
"Calling the cops is your solution to everything. But you know, gladly go ahead and do so. I don't mind speaking to them about Courtney and placing you on the hook for murder, especially since I know where you buried her." The blonde took out her cellphone, a picture of Alison only with Courtney laying in front of her, right after she'd bashed her head, the blonde had cropped Emily out. "I'm always a step ahead of you, Alison. I thought you would have known that by now." CeCe shook her head in disappointment. "I've got you wrapped around my little finger and you can't do shit about it." She finished.
Emily stood quietly behind Alison, listening in on the whole ordeal. She tried to calm Alison down, though the brunette had already began to yell.
"What the fuck do you want from me?! If it's Emily, you can't have her. Ask her yourself if you don't believe me. I don't control her but I'm damn sure that she'd always choose me over you. I know she doesn't exactly want to get in the middle of your shit but..." Alison turned around and pulled Emily into her. She lowered the straps of Emily's tank top and revealed the recent hickies she'd given her. "Who do you think gave her these? She's M.I.N.E. And in case you didn't notice, she's wearing MY clothes." Alison slipped Emily's tank top straps back up and kissed her once before turning to CeCe. "Go ahead, send that picture. You know I can survive that and have plenty of explanations. But you hit that send button and it'll be your fault that Emily doesn't last a day without falling apart. Go ahead, then bitch. Do the one fucking thing that'll kill her. You can't possibly that heartless towards someone you just kissed, can you?"
Emily covered up and narrowed her eyebrows. "Was that really necessary Alison?" She sighed, though was interrupted once more by CeCe this time. The blonde rolled her eyes and took a step closer to Alison.
"Are you being insecure because you know I could satisfy her better in bed?" CeCe dared to say those words, even though she was as straight as someone could be, she'd only kissed Emily in order to cause some fight with Alison, which is what she got. CeCe just wasn't one to give up, not during fights and verbal arguments like these. "Just remember, if you go to jail and I get off loose, who will be here to comfort Emily? It certainly won't be you, will it."
Alison ignored Emily's comment too upset by CeCe. "Oh please, you wouldn't sleep with her anyway. You're the straightest person alive. I'm not fucking insecure. I just don't want some scum like yourself tarnishing my girl. Now I suggest you shut your damn mouth before you not only provoke me further but you piss off Emily. I'm leaving and whether you like it or not, you are fucking dead to me. Emily and I are cutting you off and that's final. Don't come crying to me when you wish you were dead, bitch." On that note, Alison grabbed Emily's arm and dragged her out of the room, remembering to pick up the brunette's phone on the way out.
Emily once again let tears stream from her eyes and onto her cheeks. She walked beside Alison as she dragged her from the room, slamming the door on her way out. Emily loosened herself from Alison's grip and took out her own room key, sliding it in the slot in the door and making her way inside their room. She sat over the bed and covered herself up with blankets and pillows, not wanting to be seen by anyone. She was ashamed of herself, and was ashamed that the situation escalated to those lengths.
Alison didn't know what to do. She felt angry and betrayed and hurt all at once but the tears she saw roll down Emily's cheeks made her heart clench. She couldn't stand to see Emily cry like that. The blonde let Emily go and followed her into the bedroom. She wanted to say something but she didn't know what. Alison was scared if she did, she'd let her anger get the best of her and accidentally lash out at the brunette. The blonde sat down on the bed and hugged her knees to her chest, rocking back and forth until suddenly she bursted into tears. She didn't usually cry much but this time it was uncontrollable.
Emily rolled onto her back and then let the pillow fall beside her. The brunette felt extremely bad that Alison had walked in on the kiss that CeCe had planted over her lips. She knew she didn't kiss her back, but how would Alison know? For all the blonde knew, it was maybe Emily who had initiated the kiss. Emily sighed loudly and took deep breaths, exhaling and inhaling quickly. Before she knew it, Alison was on the bed beside her, crying as well. For a night that had started out chaotic, Emily thought it could only get better, though here it was, getting worst.
Alison recomposed herself. "Stop crying, Ali. You don't cry. This is their fault not yours." She told herself, forgetting that Emily could hear her. "CeCe is such a jealous bitch. I should've cut her off when I had the chance." She tossed Emily's phone over to her. "Oh by the way, Em thanks for lying to me about who called. You don't even trust your fiancé enough to tell me that MY well supposed best friend I guess is contacting you?! How the hell did she even get your number?! Oh and I saw that damn -A text too and I'm not keeping any secrets but apparently you are. Got anything else you'd like to admit to? Was CeCe right? That you'd really be into her?" Alison hadn't meant to be so harsh but when she'd thought it through about how Emily lied to her, it made her really hurt. "Why did you even go to her room? You lied to me then too. You never went to the store. What the hell, Emily?!"
Emily really couldn't believe what she was hearing from Alison. Sure, she lied, and it ate her up inside, but the fact that Alison had lied so much during 4 years really upset her even more, she shouldn't be one to confront others about lies, she was being hypocritical and she knew this was going to turn into another argument. "Really, Ali? You're going to confront me about lies when all throughout highschool and the time you "left" everything that included you revolved around them. Yeah, I lied. I went to see CeCe, she said it was important and about you, so I felt the need to see her, maybe your life was in danger, I don't know. Is it so wrong for me to care about you?" Emily finally faced Alison, her cheeks red, the tears coming to a halt. "I'm just as hurt as you are right now, she came on to me. I didn't even shove my tongue down her throat when she opened her mouth. Mine stayed closed. What the hell are you doing snooping around my phone anyways, I don't go through your stuff, do I? And accusing me of lies, you're not one to talk. You hid Courtney from us, you slept with Noel, you hid SO MANY things. When I accepted this ring, I knew what I was getting into, but you have got to let me breathe Alison, fuck!" Emily let out her first swear word of the night, she was beyond exhausted and Alison's exaggerated accusations drove her crazy.
Alison felt like Emily had slapped her in the face. The brunette had grown up so much and she stood her ground more which made it hard for Alison not to end up fighting back. "If my life was in danger, don't you think I would tell you?! I thought you trusted me but obviously you don't! I stood up for you tonight or did you not hear all I said to CeCe? I stood there taking her shit because I had to protect you and you didn't say a damn word. You let her just say shit to me. What happened to you? I thought you were my Killer but now when I need you, you're lying to me and kissing some bitch. I may have lied but that was for your protection. Since when do you trust CeCe and lie to me? You're not even acting like my Emily right now. And I wasn't snooping. Your phone went off and I saw my name so I looked. It's not my fault that -A is another fucking bitch on my back. And I might lie but I certainly have nothing to hide on my phone right now. I guess I should've listened to my instincts. Opening up and what do I get in return? Lies from my fiancé. Just fucking great."
Emily stood up from the bed and then slid off her ring from her finger. "Take your ring. I'm so done with you right now, Alison." Emily shook her head, disappointed. "And here, keep my phone with you, since you like going through all my stuff, maybe it'll keep you busy in this bed, all alone. Like CeCe said, you were bound to fuck this up. She's crazy, Alison, and I have no intentions in speaking to her ever again, but she was right." Emily had the most disappointed look in her face. She put on her shoes and grabbed her coat and bag. "I'll call my mom from the lobby to pick me up, she'll be glad to see me without the ring." Emily opened the door and slammed it.
Alison took the ring and looked at it. She couldn't believe this was happening. "Emily...don't. Don't leave." Alison knew she sounded stupid but she was so in shock of Emily's words that she didn't know what else to say. "God, Em you're not listening. I'm not going through your stuff." Alison tried to explain but before she knew it, Emily was already out the door. The blonde wasn't completely out of her mind though. She didn't bother to wait even a minute before she was on her feet and chasing after Emily. She'd lost her once and she wasn't about to let Emily go again. Normally Alison would've let Emily settle down and they'd make up eventually like always. But with Pam coming into the picture, Alison knew if she didn't stop Emily this would be their end.
Before she knew it, Emily had arrived at the front desk and had asked the manager for the phone, before she could hit call and dial the numbers, she heard Alison's voice. Sure, Emily was mad, upset, disappointed and sad, but she wasn't going to ignore the blonde on purpose. "What.. Ali." Emily mumbled and turned around to face her. Emily slid a hand through her dark hair and then took a little breath before approaching Alison who had obviously run to keep up with her. Emily readjusted her shirt once the blonde had completely caught up, she was intrigued in hearing what Alison had to say this time.
The blonde was grateful she made it before Emily dialed her mom's number. She breathed out in relief and then took in several deep breaths to get the air back into her lungs. She hated running and definitely didn't have the endurance for it but she'd done it to catch Emily in time. "I...if you leave, this will be over for good. Don't leave. Your mom won't let us get a second chance. I know we're both upset but stay tonight and maybe in the morning it'll get better? At least let me have until tomorrow morning with you?" Alison wasn't quite ready to just let everything go and apologize but she hoped Emily would listen and stay for the night.
"Fine, you're right..." The brunette agreed and dropped the phone, thanking the front desk for it. She sighed and then walked to the room with Alison, letting her slide the key into the slot an open the door afterwards. After walking inside the room, Emily sat on the bed, knowing that Alison would most likely have something to say on the matter. "It won't be our last morning together, just like it won't be our last night together... and it won't be our last fight, and I'm sorry, Ali." Emily frowned, knowing that taking the ring off was a step too far.
Alison silently walked to the room with Emily. She slid her key into the slot and opened the door, letting the brunette walk into the room first. Once she'd shut the door, she turned around to face Emily and took the ring out of her pocket. She walked over and placed it in Emily's palm. "Don't ever give me that back again. I know I said a lot out of anger but the thought losing you makes me panic. CeCe knows how to push my buttons and she touched you. I don't want any woman touching you but me, not ever. But don't you dare give me that ring back again. It's yours and it always will be."
"I promise, I won't take it off or give it back to you." Emily whispered and then pulled Alison into her for a tight sensual hug. The brunette kissed the side of Alison's cheek and closed her eyes, enjoying Alison's warm and loving embrace. "You can't go slapping people Ali, it'll get you into trouble, and it's not something that I Want for us." Emily pulled away carefully, her hands grabbing Alison's arms in order to keep her close. "I don't want trouble to follow us everywhere we go."
"I'm holding you to that promise." Alison whispered back before grabbing it and placing it in it's rightful place on Emily's left ring finger. She hugged the brunette back tightly, glad that their minor fight hadn't had too much of an effect on their relationship. "I know but she drove me to the edge. I'm sorry I used you as evidence like that. It's just that you're mine and everyone should know that. I don't want anyone else to like you." Alison admitted, despite knowing how incredibly possessive she sounded. "I don't want that either. It would be nice not to have to keep running for once."
"I don't like anyone else, not in that way. I promise." Emily smiled and then kicked off her flats that she had on her feet. She finally sat on the edge of the bed, though before she let her head hit the pillow, she stood up and closed the curtains in order to obtain some more privacy. "Let's just ignore the fact that she somehow knew of my reservation and try to just, relax or something. We can eat some of the leftover lasagna considering we didn't eat much at the restaurant."
"I believe you." Alison confirmed knowing Emily liked to be sure the blonde was truly okay. She slipped off her flip flops and sat down beside Emily. "That sounds good. I'm pretty hungry actually. Mind warming it up in the microwave? I'll look through the movies and rent one if you're up to it. Oh and here's your phone back. It rang once, but it was some unknown number."
"Wait, did you say earlier that I had gotten an -A text?" Emily grabbed her phone and then turned to Alison, cocking her eyebrows. "When I was with CeCe, she took out her phone, and she had the most evil smirk on her face, Ali.. and it was at around the same time that I got the message.." Emily tried to figure some stuff out, but perhaps she was just over thinking things. The brunette placed a hand over her chin and then sighed. "What if she's -A?"
"Yeah, look at your latest texts." Alison waited until Emily had read over the text and listened to what she had to say. "CeCe may be a bitch but I don't think she'd really be -A, Em. I mean what does she have against you or the girls? But I guess we can't rule her out until we know for sure." Alison didn't want to believe that Emily could be right but she it would be ignorant to shut down the brunette's idea. "Hmm, do you really think she has a good enough motive?" Alison asked, trying to be a good detective as she had been when she was figuring everything out on her own.
"Well she saw you and I... burying Courtney, I mean, we thought she was out of the country back then, but she was around all along? She may not have a motive against me, or the other 3 girls, but she is a liar, and she can get what she wants... I don't know." Emily shrugged and sat beside Alison, looking in her eyes. "How did she even find out she was dead, or was it you that told her or something? I'm so confused." Emily breathed out heavily, trying to actually understand things though she was failing miserably..
"Yeah, I guess you're right. I mean I never expected Shana...and look what happened. I used to be so much better at protecting myself and you girls. What's happening to me?" Alison rested her head on Emily's shoulder and sighed. "Well she had that picture so she must've known all along, at least about me. I'm not sure if she knew it was you but I stupidly told her because I thought she'd help us in case anyone came asking questions. I thought she'd have my back but I guess I was wrong."
"Nothing is happening to you." Emily whispered, wanting to try once again to comfort Alison. "You put your trust in the wrong people, but it's okay. This time, if you fall or try to run away, I'll be here to catch you." Emily placed her hand behind Alison's back and rubbed it gently, trailing her spine just over her shirt. "And if she decides to send the photo, it's okay. We'll go to the police station and all will be fine."
"I know you will. You've always been there for me even when I didn't deserve it. But I won't run away unless you're ready to run right beside me." Alison relaxed slightly with Emily's comforting gesture and closed her eyes for a moment. "What's going to be our story? That picture is pretty incriminating and I'm not sure I have anymore favors I can call in to get out of this mess."
"You don't need favors, for once we have the truth on our side. I know it sounds idiotic to say that, but they can't place us in jail for self defense. She was getting rough and she practically fell on a rock." Emily twisted the truth a little bit. "CeCe probably won't do anything, but in case she does, we really do need to get ready for it." Emily shook her head and then took in a deep breath. "I'm sick and tired of everybody always being one step ahead of us."
"You and me both, Em. I thought I knew who I was afraid of but now I'm not sure of anything anymore. Besides she doesn't exist. If CeCe sends that photo, they'll question her about knowing about her too. She won't get off clean." Alison sighed once more and lifted her head off Emily's shoulder. "Let's worry about this later. All is okay right now and I want to make the most of that. Still want to eat and watch something or...?"
"Can we just go to bed, please? I've lost my appetite an my eyes are pretty much closing all by themselves." Emily took off her top and remained in her bra, having forgotten some pyjamas for the night. The brunette kept her jeans on for a moment until she slid under the sheets, removing them afterwards and remaining in her panties. She lifted the sheets over her revealing body and turned her head to close the lamp beside the bed.
"Sure, I could probably use more sleep anyway." Alison slipped off her dress and tossed onto the chair closest to her. She glanced at Emily who had her top off and bit her lip. Alison loved looking at Emily's body even if it was just for a moment before going to bed. She waited until Emily got settled into bed and then slid under the sheets beside her. She rolled onto her side and closed her eyes.
Emily rolled onto her side as well, her chest facing Alison's back. Even though the two fought a lot and such, they could never stay mad for long. The brunette closed her eyes, though couldn't seem to fall asleep just yet. It had been a hectic day, well... a hectic week... it had been just over a month since Alison had slept with Noel, time seemed to be going by so fast, and things were very messed up, a lot of work needed to be done. "Ali, are you asleep?" She whispered to the blonde in a sleepy voice.
Alison stayed motionless on her side of the bed but she couldn't sleep either. She could feel Emily's chest heaving against her back as she breathed. The blonde closed her eyes willing herself to sleep but everything that had happened was running through her mind. She wished her mind would calm down but she kept replaying everything over and over. The next thing she knew, she heard Emily's sleepy voice. Alison shifted slightly at first in response to Emily's question but then thought otherwise and turned all the way onto her other side so she was facing Emily.
Emily couldn't help but to place her hand over Alison's soft and warm cheek. The brunette simply kept her eyes on the blonde, her icy blue eyes gazing over into her own. She finally pulled Alison in closer with her hand and kissed her softly, though the moment got heated quickly. Alison would always say ''break up sex and make up sex are the best'', though this did not mean the two were to have sex. They simply kissed, Alison letting herself roll over the brunettes body.
Alison gazed into Emily's warm brown eyes. She didn't say a word, letting the brunette take the lead to whatever she wanted. The blonde willingly leaned into Emily and kissed her back gently, letting her eyes shut as soon as the kiss deepened. She could feel the passion in that moment but she didn't attempt to do any more than kiss Emily. Alison finally rolled over to lay on top of Emily's body, still kissing her back deeply.
Emily kept her hand on Alison's cheek until Alison rolled over top of her. She then, slid her hands down to hold the blondes' waist and held it tightly, protectively, her nails almost gripping inside Alison's skin. Emily kept the kiss alive, adding as much passion and love as she could. The brunette finally brought the sheets over the girls and let out a loud sigh as she took a break from the kiss though brought the love and affection back immediately after a small breather.
Alison pressed her body over the brunette's but not too hard. She didn't want this to turn into sex tonight even if she did love how Emily made her feel. Alison couldn't help but gasp slightly when Emily's nails dug a little into her waist. She took in a deep breath when Emily's lips finally parted from her own. The blonde looked down at the girl in front of her and continued to take slow deep breaths until she felt Emily's lips on her own again. She kissed the brunette back with all the love and passion she had for her.
The brunette lifted up her body just a little bit, her waistline connected with Alison's hips. She broke the kiss and trailed over Alison's lips with her index finger, a small sexy smile appearing over her lips as she opened her eyes. Emily didn't dare speak a word, she waited for a reaction from Alison, whether is be another kiss, words, or her silence, Emily didn't mind what it was, but the one thing she loved was her reactions.
Alison felt Emily's hips press into her own. She smiled back once she felt the brunette's finger on her lips. The blonde then slowly opened her eyes and gazed into Emily's for a moment before slowly removing the brunette's finger from her lips. She licked her own lips and then brought them down to Emily's neck, placing a soft kiss on it. She always loved that even her gentle neck kisses made Emily react.
"Mmph." Emily bit at her lip once she felt Alison's lips upon her neck. The brunette rolled them both over again, Emily landing over top of Alison's body to her turn. She looked down into her eyes once more and pierced her lips, smiling cutely over her. She then took a soft breath and let her lips lower down to Alison's collarbone, kissing it from side to side until finally sliding off of her and letting her back fall on the bed.
Upon hearing Emily's reaction, Alison smiled satisfactorily. The blonde placed a few more kisses along Emily's neck before allowing the brunette to switch positions and lay over the top of her body. She blinked once and then focus her eyes on Emily, smiling sweetly at her. Alison bit down a little on her bottom lip. "Mmm." She breathed out in a soft sigh of pleasure, taking in another few deep breaths once Emily was laying beside her.
"Goodnight Ali." Emily whispered to the blonde, her face once more to Alison's back. She squeezed in closer to her, spooning her to help her fall asleep. The brunette closed her eyes and yawned, allowing her warm breath to land over Alison's neck. Finally, after falling asleep, Emily began to dream, happy things, not necessarily about Alison and her, but about warm things, that made her happy, and that made her have a peaceful and relaxing sleep.
"Goodnight Emmy." Alison whispered back softly. She stretched her legs out and then turned so she was laying on her side once again. Once she was on her side she settled herself and adjusted so her back pressed against Emily's chest, already feeling at ease with the brunette's arms around her. The blonde closed her eyes and felt her breathing slow down as she began to drift off to sleep. She managed to sleep dreamlessly, which for Alison was rare. She often dreamt of her fears and ended up with awful nightmares so to have a night without any dreams was a relief for Alison.
Emily slept with her face inches from Alison's neck. She could feel her warm breath hit Alison's neck every time she exhaled. The brunette slept peacefully through the night, no distractions, and it relieved her. They both needed a good nights' rest after the events that lead them to the hotel. Even though the whole world seemed to be against the two girls, Emily and Alison were happy, and Emily was even happier than Kenneth supported them and had offered Emily a place to stay since her parents had practically disowned her.
Alison slept deeply, enjoying the presence of Emily beside her that she sensed as she slept. The blonde felt safe whenever Emily held her and it helped her to sleep without anything to disrupt her rest. She was exhausted after everything that had happened earlier that evening. Alison hadn't let off that much steam in a while and it took a lot of her energy. She slept through the night, waking up once she felt the sun's rays hitting her face.
Emily was still asleep once she felt Alison move beside her. The brunette shifted sides, her face now facing Alison's. She kept sleeping peacefully, sliding the blankets a little higher and just over her shoulders. Finally, she blinked and opened her eyes only once, the first thing she saw; Alison. A smile took over her lips as she sat up and stretched her body, all this time, her eyes on the beautiful blonde who sat beside her.
Alison looked around the room once and then back down at the beautiful brunette beside her. She watched as Emily shifted in her sleep, not wanting to disturb her peaceful sleep. When the brunette finally opened her eyes, Alison smiled brightly at her and waited for her to get adjusted. Once she was sitting up, Alison greeted her with a soft kiss. "Good morning, Killer."
"Mm. Good morning Ali." Emily smiled, kissing the blonde back with a kiss just as soft and passionate that was handed to her in the first place. Emily finally got up and slid the curtains open just a little bit to allow some sunlight into the room. "I still hate mornings." She laughed a little bit and then batted her eyes a little more, trying to adjust to the sunlight that entered the room. The brunette looked at the time and then back at Alison. "We should go get some breakfast in the lobby."
"You should know by now, I've never been a morning person." Alison squinted into the sunlight and smirked slightly. The blonde checked her phone and was glad to see she had no messages. Breakfast was going to end in a half hour already and it was included in their room rate. Alison climbed out of bed and stretched her body. "We should hurry. It ends in thirty minutes and I know neither of us will survive the drive home without any coffee."
"How can you manage to look so beautiful in the mornings?" Emily mumbled and then rolled her eyes. She licked her lips and then placed her hand over Alison's waist, pulling her into her body. "I'll meet you out there." She then slid on some sweat pants and a sweatshirt and made her way out of the room and into the lobby to grab a plate and then fill it up with some breakfast foods.
"Are you delusional? I look horrible." Alison laughed softly and then leaned her head to rest back on Emily's shoulder. "Alright, I'll be there soon." She got dressed in her own sweatpants and a zip up hoodie, thankfully not a black one this time. She picked up her phone and quickly texted her dad. "Morning dad, getting breakfast with Em. We'll let you know when we're on our way home." She hit send and then made her way down to the lobby to meet the brunette.
Emily found a quiet table with three chairs. She sat down and took a sip of her strong coffee before taking small bites of her food. Once she saw Alison, she waved over to her and kept eating her food. She had checked her phone, no new messages; thank god. She really didn't want to receive anything from anyone at this point, this morning was good, and then, it came right back down. Who came out from the rooms and into the lobby? No one other than CeCe Drake.
Alison nodded and walked over to Emily. "I'll be back. I just want to get my breakfast and coffee too." She told Emily after she'd set down her key card and phone at the table. The blonde grabbed a cup and filled it with the fresh coffee, adding cream and sugar. She was just starting to fill her plate up with breakfast foods when CeCe walked. Alison felt her heart drop at that moment, worried about what the older blonde would do.
Emily immediately turned to face Alison, and then turned to face CeCe. She was hoping that the older blonde would simply keep walking, but she made her way towards the table and sat right beside Emily.
"I'm sorry about last night." CeCe mumbled to Emily before standing up and placing her hand on Emily's shoulder, walking away right after, a devious and somewhat evil look upon the older blondes' lips.
Alison held her breath, hoping that CeCe would have the decency to leave them alone. But no, there she was, making herself cosy next to Emily. At least it seemed that way from
Alison's point of view. The younger blonde gave her a nasty glare, angry at her for ruining hers and Emily's breakfast with her presence. Once she finally left, Alison let out the breath she was holding and relaxed.
Emily narrowed her eyebrows and watched CeCe leave. After the blonde had appeared to leave the building, she turned around to face her meal. She took a sip of coffee and ran her hand through her hair, sighing softly. Thought, to cheer herself up, she turned to face Alison, a smile automatically appearing on her lips once she spotted her girl.
Alison finished getting her coffee and filling her plate. She quickly went over to the table Emily was sitting at and sat down at the chair across from the brunette. She took a few deep breaths and let them out slowly. "What did the bitch want?" She asked, not bothering to wait until later.
"She said sorry and then she walked away, with the biggest smirk.. kind of like..." Emily quit talking, not really wanting to say what she was about to speak, but she followed through anyways. "Kind of like that devious smirk that you used to pull off before you left..." Emily tried to wrap her mind around all of this. She frowned and played with her thumb, not really wanting to make eye contact with Alison.
Alison nodded slowly, knowing that things weren't easy for Emily either. She reached across the table to gently place her hand on Emily's arm. Alison stroked it gently in a conforming manner and speaking in a soothing tone. "Hey...relax, okay? She's gone now and I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."
Emily raised a brow once more, giving Alison a look. "I didn't say that you were going anywhere, Ali... why do you keep bringing that up?" She sighed and pulled her hand away. Things the night before had just gotten out of hands, everything was very confusing, and their relationship was one for the books, it was one that would take a lot of work and a lot of commitment.
"Because we've talked about running off to Paris and I know you. I know that you worry that I could just take off when things get rough again. If I'm threatened, you and I both know it would be easier for me to disappear again. I just want you to be sure that I won't do that again." Alison spoke sincerely, hoping Emily would know she wouldn't dare walk away without her by her side.
"Alright, I'm sorry. I don't try to doubt you, the seed is just always planted in my mind when it comes to you, and I hate it. I want to be able to just be beside you, all the time, and not have to worry about the stupid things, you know? I miss when -A wasn't around..." Emily frowned again and brought her chair closer to Alison's.
Alison sighed deeply and frowned. She didn't really know but she felt a sense of sadness wash over her. "Well you need to trust me. You need to truly believe that I'm not -A nor have I ever been. You need to just realize that we are in this together and that I won't just get up one day and walk out of your life again. I wouldn't hurt you like that. I wouldn't have proposed if I didn't love you or want to spend every moment beside you for the rest of my life."
