Well it's Wednesday and I am a woman of my word. I said I'd try and I succeeded. For those of you who are not following Nobody's Perfect, you have no idea what I'm talking about. It's cool. So anyway, I'm nervous. This chapter is a set up chapter. Next chapter will be CRAZY.
OH, I rather enjoyed the story from Aria's perspective. Might do that again. Anyway I've started one shots from this 'verse and I think they are pretty swell. Can't wait for y'all to read them. I miss this story so much, I'm happy to give you this update. Thanks for all the love, it's so flattering and I truly can't believe it sometimes. Thank you for reading, awesome people.
Guest 9/21/13 . chapter 36
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Being inside of Samara was a sensation Emily had missed dearly. With her fingers currently stroking the inside of her fallen girlfriend, Emily thought she might have died and gone to heaven. Her racing pulse and labored breathing indicated that she wasn't dead, she was very much alive. More alive than she'd felt in a very long time. Hearing Samara's voice was surreal, intoxicating. Making her moan was the best experience she'd had in a long while. She missed her so much. From the myriad of noises and the nails digging in her back, she guessed Samara missed her too.
"God Em..."
That voice, that sweet, angelic voice. God, she missed that voice.
"I love you Sammy." The words were whispered into Samara's neck where Emily's face laid. Almost all her weight was on Samara as she slowly pushed her fingers in and out of her warm, wet center. Warmth. Samara was warm. Her heart was beating and her pants got lost in Emily's long dark hair. Both of Samara's arm had Emily wrapped up tightly. Emily barely had enough room to sufficiently pump her fingers, but she had just enough. Their bodies were one with each other. Their hearts beat to the same rhythm. Her beating heart. What she wouldn't give to have that beating heart next to her every single day. Samara was alive, she was alive and well and writhing beneath Emily's naked body.
"I love you more baby."
"You feel so good."
"Don't stop, fuck! I miss you Em."
"I miss you too." Just then Samara let out a strangled scream, it hurt Emily's ear but she didn't care. The sound was music to her, music she missed listening to. Her fingers stilled inside the blonde, both their bodies moved up and down, accompanying their harsh breathing. Emily slowly pulled her fingers out and Samara began to fade.
"Sammy?" The panic rushed through her, a tsunami of fear sloshed around her heart and soul. Samara was leaving her, again. "No, Sammy. Don't go."
"Emily, I love you."
"Sammy please!" She screamed, she begged. Hot tears streamed down her cheeks and fell onto the fading Samara. "Sammy!"
"Em, I'm sorry. Do you forgive me? Say you forgive me, please." Samara's voice become rougher, deeper. "Emily? Emily?!"
Emily opened up her eyes to see her father sitting on the edge of her bed. "Dad?" She sat up and rubbed her eye.
"You okay Emmy? I think you were having a nightmare, you were squirming and mumbling."
"Actually I was having an amazing dream which you interrupted." She was very irritated with the intrusion. His face fell a bit. But shouldn't he know how cranky she can get in the morning, especially when being woken up? "Not that I'm not happy to see you." She reached over to hug him. It felt awkward to her simply because her insides were blazing due to the amazing sex she was just having with her dead girlfriend. "What are you doing here?"
"You start eleventh grade in a few days."
"I'm aware." She was definitely cranky. She should have been elated to see her dad, instead she wanted him far, far away so she could take care of the problem between her legs.
"Seven days after you start school, you can get your junior's driver license."
"Also something I'm fully aware of." She said with a smile. His voice was full of excitement, excitement she might share if his presence was because of why she thought it might be. "What's your point?"
"Look out the window, your mom is out there."
Emily hopped out of bed with record quickness and ripped her shades open. Her mother stood by a burgundy two door Honda Accord. "Oh my God!" She turned around to her father, who had the widest grin on his face. She leapt into his arms, dream momentarily forgotten, and wrapped him up in a tight hug. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
"You're so welcome Emmy, you deserve it. Hey, put some clothes on." He yelled after her when she darted out of the room and rushed down the stairs in only small shorts and a wife beater.
"No time!" She was out the front door and into her mother's arms before her dad even made it halfway down the steps. "Thank you mom!"
"You're welcome baby."
Her father came over to where they were still in an embrace and hugged them both. He scowled at her lack of clothes, then at her lack of shoes. "Now, you have to pass your driver's test first and there will be rules set in place, that you must strictly follow, but the car's all yours."
"Thank you dad, mom, this is the best day ever."
"Hey." The last person Emily wanted to ruin her moment with her family was Alison. They hadn't spoken much since she ended things, a few texts here and there, and the four of them hadn't hung out in some time.
"Hey Alison. This is my dad, dad this is my friend Alison." Pam's discomfort was more than obvious to Emily, the woman looked like she wanted to run as fast as she could in the opposite direction. It dawned on Emily that her mother was under the assumption that she and Alison were still sleeping together. She'd rectify that later.
"Nice to meet you Mr. Fields. Good to see you Mrs. Fields."
"Alison." Just because she isn't thrilled that she's gay doesn't mean she needed to be short and rude. She'd rectify that later as well, but currently she was too excited by her unexpected gift. "Wayne, Emily, we should get inside." Her mother didn't wait for her husband or daughter, she was already moving towards the door.
"Nice to have met you Alison."
"You too Mr. Fields."
"Don't be long Emmy, you don't even have anything on your feet."
"Yeah, yeah." He tossed her a set of keys which she caught. The huge grin on her face hurt her cheeks.
"Nice ride."
She smiled harder. "Thanks."
"So... how's things with your new girlfriend?"
"She's not my girlfriend and we're taking things... slow."
Alison nodded her head while giving the car the once over. "Any plans today? I was thinking we could head to the stream."
"Actually, I do have plans." She didn't but she was hoping to spend some alone time with Spencer, preferably naked. Right when Spencer's beautiful face entered her mind, she felt guilty. Here she was standing with a girl she used to have regular sex with, after having a very steamy dream about her dead ex. She wondered if it was okay that she hadn't told Spencer who she was having sex with. What if Alison ended up in one of her classes? She didn't want to make Spencer uncomfortable. Then again they were next door neighbors. They'd see each other everyday even if they didn't attend the same school, which they did. Then she wondered why the feeling of guilt came over her in the first place, like she'd just informed Alison, she and Spencer were not girlfriends. There was just some amazing, earth shattering, mind-blowing, make-you-never-wanna-get-out-of-bed sex going on. Then why had she'd dreamt of Samara? And why did she feel guilty about continuing the friendship portion of her former friend with benefits?
"Oh, that's cool. Maybe some other time?"
"Yeah, sure. Actually the girls and I have a before the school year sleepover, we've been doing it since forever. You should come."
"Okay, I'll talk to Paige."
She smiled. "Okay, good." Alison turned to leave. "Ali?"
"Thanks. For being so cool about this. And for still being my friend."
"Emmy! Get in here!" Her dad called from the front door.
"Just a second dad." She called back.
"I'm not gonna lie and say this doesn't suck but... I just don't want to lose you as a friend so I'm trying to stay level-headed about this."
"Well, thank you." She reached to hug her, but her friend took a step back.
"Too soon. I'm working on it though. See you later."
"Bye Ali." She watched her until she was back in her house. There was a slight pain in her chest. More guilt she figured.
On her hands and knees in the middle of her bed, Spencer cried out in pleasure. Emily may be eight years her junior and with far less sexual experience than she, but she knew exactly what she was doing. Emily was on her knees too, on the left of Spencer. One of her hands was behind Spencer, pumping in and out and the other was under Spencer, stroking her clit. her fingers worked in tandem as she brought Spencer to her third, maybe fourth orgasm that early afternoon. Her parents wanted to spend a little time with her, which she reluctantly obliged, but only until about eleven. She hopped in the shower, got dressed, and got behind the wheel of her car. Both her parents had objected, she only had her permit, but she assured them she'd be very careful and wouldn't be going too far.
Careful? Not exactly. She drove over the speed limit the entire way to Spencer's. When the woman opened her door, she pounced on her, much like she'd done the first time they had sex. Only this time Spencer wasn't holding back. She wasn't fighting what was uncontrollable.
Spencer came. Again. Emily pulled her hands away and up to her mouth, licking and sucking them. When Spencer tried to move, Emily kept her in place. She slid behind Spencer and gave no warning before her tongue delved inside her. The way Spencer tasted, it was incredible. She tasted even better after orgasming. Emily licked her up and down and swallowed as much as she could. No longer possessing the capability to hold herself up, Spencer's head hit the bed. Emily was alright with that though because it gave her a better angle. She pushed on the inside of Spencer's knees to spread them a little further and continued to lick and suck Spencer. Her hands moved up to Spencer's ass which was moving back and forth to meet Emily's eager tongue. Emily swatted it once, then twice, then a third time. Earning a loud moan each time her hand connected. Spencer pulsed in Emily's mouth, she was ready again.
Emily pulled her mouth away and quickly flipped on her back. Wordlessly, she scooted under Spencer and pulled her down by her hips. This was the loudest she'd ever heard her. Emily was so turned on she couldn't wait for her turn so she put two fingers inside of herself. She didn't need much, she was already so close. Spencer's hips began to buck and she wildly rode Emily's face. Until she came. Again. Hard. Emily came too, almost at the exact moment her lover did.
Long minutes of heavy breathing and subsequent silence passed after Spencer rolled off Emily and flat on her back. Spencer apparently caught a second wind and climbed on top of her. She stared into Emily's eyes, neither saying a word. She bent down and captured Emily's lips with her own. The mixture of Spencer's juices and mouth was a heavenly experience. The kiss was long and passionate. It lasted longer than any other kiss they'd ever shared. Eventually, after maybe twenty minutes of non-stop kissing, Spencer moved her mouth south. It didn't take long before Emily was gasping for air while trying to scream Spencer's name.
More silence.
After countless rounds of sex and an unspoken game of who can make who come the most and hardest, Spencer finally spoke.
"Wanna watch some TV?"
Spencer looked over her shoulder when she heard her door open. Only one person had a key and that person wasn't exactly her biggest fan at the moment. Also, that person never used said key. When Aria's smiling face appeared from out the hallway, she was a little surprised. Aria had been acting very strange lately. Not that she blamed her. Strange, nonetheless. She wasn't her normal perky, happy self, and Spencer shouldered the blame for that. In that moment though, Aria looked like the woman Spencer has adored most of her life. She happily bounced in the room and jumped in Spencer's lap, straddling her legs.
"Spency!"
Emily moved from under Spencer's arm as that same arm moved to hold Aria by her waist. She and Emily were relaxing watching a marathon of Catfish on MTV on demand. Spencer didn't see, but sensed Emily move away from her and her best friend. Aria kissed all over Spencer's face much like she'd done a million times before. Spencer wondered what had her best friend in a better mood than she'd seen as of late.
"Hey munchkin." She greeted when Aria stop attacking her face with loving kisses. "You used your key? Hell's gonna freeze over."
"Shut up!" Aria sitting on her and giggling was almost better than sex. Almost. The woman hadn't sent a giggle in Spencer's direction in quite a while. "Sooooo, what cha doin'?" Aria rested her hands on the couch, on either side of Spencer's head.
"Uh," Her eyebrows knitted together in confusion. "Watching TV with Em." Her thumb pointed in the direction of the girl Aria still hadn't acknowledged. Then she remembered Aria telling her she'd pretend like her "thing" with Emily wasn't happening.
Aria's huff and eye roll annoyed Spencer a bit but they were just getting back on good terms so she let it slide. She figured there would be lots of huffing and eye rolling for the forseeable future. Spencer hoped Emily would be a permanent fixture in her life and she didn't know when or if Aria would come around to being okay with it.
"Well, when you're done with that, come upstairs. There's a surprise for you in my apartment."
So that's what had her so excited? "A good surprise or a bad surprise?"
"Both."
"Hmm, now I'm intrigued."
"Okay so when your rugrat leaves, come see me. Your most favorite person in the whole world."
"Aria." Groaned Spencer. She knew she needed to be patient and not push her luck but she would not have Aria disrespecting Emily.
"What?" Aria asked, genuinely looking as if calling Emily a rugrat wasn't any sort of problem.
"It's okay, I'll just go." Emily spoke up for the first time since Aria had arrived. Aria's eyes were fixed on Spencer and she acted as if Emily hadn't said a thing.
"Em, you don't have to go."
"No, seriously it's alright. Spend some time with your best friend."
Spencer watched and felt Aria tense up on top of her. She quickly cut her eyes in Emily's direction then back to Spencer. Her eyes still bright and full of happiness. Emily attempted to stand but Spencer pulled her back down.
"Don't I get a goodbye kiss?" Okay, so maybe she decided to push her luck after all. Maybe Aria seeing them together and Spencer not treating her any differently just because Aria had arrived, would do everyone some good. Namely Aria. Maybe she'd see how serious Spencer truly is. Spencer turned her attention back to Aria who didn't look like she was about to move the arm that separated she and Emily from sharing a kiss. Spencer let out a heavy sigh and lifted Aria's arm, gave Emily a quick peck, and sat Aria's arm where it'd previously been. "Bye Em."
"Bye Spence... Um, bye... Aria."
Aria stared at Spencer and cocked her head to the side slightly, amusement in her eyes, ignoring Emily completely.
"Drive safe sweetie."
"I will."
Then there were two. Aria didn't move but her face transformed into one of disgust. Her sigh was loud and dramatic.
"What are you doing Spencer?"
There was no need for her to elaborate, Spencer knew what she was asking and she had a very simple explanation. "I love her."
"You sure?" Spencer gave Aria her best "of course I'm sure" look. "What if I made you choose between us?"
She shrugged off the insane question. "You wouldn't do that."
"But what if I did?"
"But you wouldn't."
"For argument sake, say I did? Who would you choose Spencer?"
This was a challenge, one Spencer chose to meet head on with the only thing she could offer; honesty. "I'd never choose anyone over you, but if you made me? Well that's how resentment is born."
"You're right Spencer, I'd never ask you to choose. You have to let the people you love make their own mistakes."
"What makes you so sure she's a mistake?" She didn't mean to sound so defensive but all she wanted to do was protect Emily, even if it was just from her best friend's words.
"She's sixteen you idiot."
Spencer moaned in frustration. "Sing a different song Aria!" She snapped.
Aria smiled. It was a very sly half smile. She brushed some of Spencer's thick wavy hair out her face and leaned in to kiss her lips.
"You know what I was just doing with Emily right?" It was Spencer's turn to smile wickedly.
Aria just shrugged and stood up. "I'm sure I've tasted every lover you've ever had. Come on," She pulled Spencer up by her wrist. "Let's go get that surprise."
"Where's Mikey?" Spencer asked in the stairwell.
"Out with Byron. He'll be with Ella tomorrow."
"Ah."
The site in Aria's apartment caused Spencer to rush past her tiny friend and leap in the air, landing in a pair of very strong arms.
"Toby! What are you doing here?"
"We're done shooting for the season and I needed a break. Plus the girlfriend's been driving me crazy so I'm hiding out on Aria's couch." He lifted her off the ground and squeezed her just as hard as she was squeezing him. Once he sat her back on the floor, the three friends flopped on the couch.
"So, how long are you staying?"
"I'm not sure, just playing it by ear."
"I'm so excited, we should go out."
"Tonight?" Aria asked. "We could head to Philly."
"Oh crap, I can't tonight."
"Why not." Toby wondered.
"I'm, I, uh... I'm having dinner with Mel."
Aria shot up off the couch. "What! When the hell did you talk to her? Where are you having dinner? When were you going to tell me? Is she trying to get you back? Are you going to take her back?"
"Yesterday. At eight. Sometime today maybe. I'm not sure. And of course not." Spencer caught Toby's small smile, he looked a bit nostalgic. It's been a while since they were all in the same place at once, just the three of them. He'd come to Rosewood for New years but it was a party and he's famous so there wasn't much three musketeers time.
Aria sat back down, this time sideways in Toby's lap, facing Spencer. "Okay so where is this dinner taking place?"
"Her house."
"Can I just say I'm not just here to see you guys and relax."
Aria's eyes stayed on Spencer, she looked like she knew the other reason Toby paid them a visit. "Okay, why else did you come?"
"Aria told me about this Emily."
"Are you kidding me? Aria, what the hell?"
"In her defense she's worried about you and thought maybe you needed to hear from someone who's never met this Emily."
"There is no defending her telling you about this." Spencer tried to get up but Aria's little hand stopped her. She pushed her hand off but otherwise made no more attempts to get up and leave. Which is what she desperately wanted to do.
"We love you Spence. If I were drinking too much or if Aria was popping pills, would it be okay to turn to one of us to help out?"
"My relationship with Emily doesn't need an intervention."
"Spencer," He looked at Aria then back to her, "she's sixteen. You're twenty-four. You're her teacher. This is... it's wrong. It's so, so wrong. You've got to end this."
"Well that's not happening. Thanks for stopping by." She said, sarcastically.
"Spence..."
"No! The both of you, stop it!" She stood up. Neither Toby nor Aria tried to stop her. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a dinner I need to get ready for."
Aria's words stopped her, but she didn't turn around. She only briefly paused then walked out the door. Damn Aria. Now she'll be thinking about that all night.
As she applied her lipstick about an hour after storming out of Aria's, her friend's words played in her head on a loop.
"Does Emily know you're having dinner with your ex-fiancée?"
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