Authors Note:
So since this story was pre written I stuck to around 1,000 word
chapters but it seems like you guys would prefer long so in this chapter
I've merged seven and what would've been eight together to see ho it goes.
Let me know your thoughts.
Thanks.
WARNING: This chapter may contain nuts...also a little bit of non consensual touching.
Chapter Seven
Emily felt elated after her phone call with Alison, she felt like there really was a chance they could do this and they obviously got on well and that was important. She wondered what Alison looked like.
"What's up chuck?" Dani stumbled into the bar, dropping her rash guard and board on the floor.
"I'm just thinking about my phone call with Alison actually," Emily grinned, handing Dani a towel.
"How was that by the way? Judging by that smile I'd say well."
"It's pretty much all I've been thinking about since yesterday but your judgement would be correct. She didn't say she'd have the baby but she didn't say she wouldn't either," Emily pursed her lips, "I don't know, I feel positive about it and she seems nice."
"I know that smile," Dani narrowed her eyes, "You like her."
"I've spoken to her once," Emily rolled her eyes, "I don't even know what she looks like."
"I'm just saying, Em," Dani raised her hands in defence.
"Well don't."
"Jeez," Dani huffed, watching Emily go into the back and swinging up onto the bar. When Emily's phone chirped, signalling a Skype call Dani couldn't help but answer.
The picture was fuzzy for a moment before a blonde woman came onto the screen, she was sitting on a sofa, in a baggy sweater and shorts.
"Hi," Dani frowned.
"Hi."
"Holy shit, are you Alison?" Dani raised her eyebrows, mouth falling open. The blonde nodded before another blonde popped into view.
"Jesus Christ, Al, she's fucking beautiful!"
"Hanna!" Alison scolded, "I thought I was your only lesbian crush?"
"No, you're my lesbian fantasy dream girl-"
"What did you just call me?"
"But that girl," Hanna pointed her finger towards the screen, "I'd like to butter her croissant, if you know what I mean."
"I always know what you mean," Alison rolled her eyes.
"I'd like to put my toad in her hole, if you catch my drift."
"I wasn't aware you had a toad."
"I'd like to trim her bush, if you get me."
"Alright enough," Alison pulled a face, "You're gross."
"Hey, at least your baby Daddy is super hot! You won't have an uggo, lizard baby."
"I'm not Emily," Dani decided to clarify after watching the on screen banter.
"Then who the fuck are you?" Hanna frowned.
"Dani! What the hell?" Emily rushed passed, snatching her phone and holding it up to her face nervously.
"Jesus fucking Christ, are all the woman where you are just fucking beautiful?" Hanna's eyes widened. Emily blushed.
"Sorry about Dani, she picked up my phone," Emily grinned sheepishly. Her eyes stuck on Alison's smile.
"Hi, Emily," She spoke softly.
"Yeah hi, Emily, I'm Hanna," Hanna waved, "It's nice to meet the father of my child."
"Hanna, would you shut up," Alison snapped, shifting her eyes from Hanna to Emily.
"The way I see it you two need me."
"You do, do you?" Alison raised an eyebrow.
"Hey Em, Alison's friend has the hots for me," Dani's face appeared over Emily's shoulder.
"Well of course I fucking do! Do you not own a mirror?!"
"You're not so bad yourself honey," Dani sent her a wink, "So uh, what team do you play for?"
"I don't like sports," Hanna's nose crinkled.
"Not what I meant," Dani smirked.
As the conversation continued Alison and Emily locked eyes. Alison mouthed sorry and they shared a smile, perhaps they'd get some time to talk without their nosey friends.
Alison: Sorry about earlier. Perhaps we could do it again, minus the friends. A x
Emily smiled, rolling over in bed and propping herself up by her pillows. She didn't hesitate to hit the call button.
"Hi," Alison picked up on the first ring.
"Maybe we should try that again," Emily smiled.
"Maybe," Alison sighed, "Sorry about Hanna, she's not usually that uh...gay."
Emily frowned, "Does that bother you?"
"Not at all. But it bothers me she was hitting on your friend."
"Dani can handle herself," Emily shrugged.
"Does Dani always flirt with girls?"
"Probably, she is a lesbian after all."
"Oh."
"Does that bother you?" Emily repeated.
"Like I said, not at all," Alison paused, "Should it?"
"Full disclosure...I'm gay," Emily said quietly, biting her lip.
"Full disclosure...I'm not."
"Have you thought anymore?" Emily asked, hope coming into her voice.
"No," Alison shot her down quickly, "It's a hard decision. Carry on with my life or take the path to the unknown."
"The unknown could be better you know?"
"I know," Alison paused, "It could also be worse. That's the problem. What if I go through with this and you change your mind? Then I'm stuck alone with a baby."
Emily sat up in bed, "Alison, I swear, I wouldn't do that. If you decide to do this then I'm here, one hundred percent. You'll never be alone. Okay?"
"Let's just talk about this later," Alison dismissed.
"Okay," Emily deflated.
"I'll talk to you later."
Emily paused, not understanding the change in demeanour but before she could ask, Alison hung up. Emily frowned, pulling the phone away from her ear.
I forgot to mention pretzels, watermelon and popsicles help with morning sickness. I looked it up. E x
"Alright class, have your assignments on my desk by tomorrow afternoon," Alison gave her students a quick wave as they filed out. She lent her elbows on her desk, finishing up her marking with one last essay. She groaned internally when she found yet another spelling error. She was teaching sixteen year old students for God sake.
The door closing make her look towards it, frowning when there was no one there. Suddenly there was a body behind her, pressing into her and a large hand between her shoulder blades, pinning her torso to the desk.
"Miss me?" A harsh voice was whispered into her ear, hot breath tickling her neck.
"Noel?" Alison gasped, struggling against the restraint of the boy's weight, "Let me up!"
Noel chuckled darkly and grabbed the hair at the back of her head, tugging her into a sitting position on her desk chair.
"I thought you'd transferred," Alison hissed, gritting her teeth in pain.
"I came back," He smirked, "I couldn't let my favourite teacher live without me, could I?"
"Somehow I think you could have."
"Uh uh," Noel grabbed her jaw, his fingers painfully pushing into her flesh, "You know what you get for that smart mouth of yours."
Alison's angry eyes filled with tears but she didn't let them fall, not in front of him.
"You're mine Miss DiLaurentis and I'm going to have you," Noel grinned, sliding his hand over Alison's chest and grabbing her painfully. He fisted her hair more forcefully, using the leverage to smash Alison's face against his covered crotch, "Just one mistake, that's all you have to make before I can have you."
"Fuck you!" Alison growled, trying to push Noel away but he was much stronger than her and continued grinding himself into her face. He tugged sharply at her hair, pulling her face inches from his own. His other hand shot between her legs, grabbing her hard.
"I can do what the fuck I want with a nasty little whore like you," Noel spat. With one move he shoved her onto the floor. She landed heavily. His face changed from menacing to an easy smirk, "Catch you later, Miss D."
Alison's stomach immediately emptied itself as soon as she made it home. She furiously wiped her eyes and mouth on a towel while grabbing her ringing cell phone.
"What?" She spat, her anger redirecting towards whoever was on the other end of the phone call.
"Alison?"
"Emily?" Alison frowned, checking the caller ID, "Fuck."
"Are you okay?"
"Fine," Alison automatically hissed before rolling her eyes at herself.
"You don't sound fine, Alison."
"I just-" Alison threw her head back, letting out a long breath, "It doesn't fucking matter. What do you want?"
"Do you want to talk about it?" Emily asked tenderly, "I know we're strangers but-"
"Jesus, I don't want to talk!" Alison growled, "No offence or whatever but why did you call?"
"I uh...just wanted to know if you'd like to Skype but...I guess you're...uh, busy?"
"Yeah, I'm busy."
"O-kay...uh, maybe we cou-"
Alison hung up, she couldn't deal with Emily right now. Not when she'd just found out that Noel Kahn was back in Rosewood.
"What so you basically shouted at her, hung up and now you're blaming her for not calling you?" Hanna raised an eyebrow.
Alison rolled her eyes, she didn't even understand why Hanna needed to accompany her to the grocery store as it is. Let alone to come and lecture her, "Well it is her fucking baby growing inside me, Hanna. She could at least check in."
"Remember how you told me to make sure you weren't such an utter fucking bitch to Emily-"
"No, I didn't say that."
"-well I listened to you, Ali. You're being a bitch. A total and complete bitch and-"
"Hanna," Alison scolded.
"-I thought you aught to know."
"Great, thanks for that, Hanna," Alison's voice dripped with sarcasm.
"Alison?"
Alison squeezed her eyes shut, wishing she'd gotten past without getting noticed. She took a step towards the office, poking her head in.
"There you are," Elliott smiled, "I was beginning to think you were avoiding me."
Alison licked her lips, her eyes shifting around the room. She was barely ever in here. Elliott had claimed the space as his. Even though it was her childhood home, "No, I've just been busy."
"Too busy for your future husband?" Elliott raised an eyebrow, beckoning her over to the couch he was sitting on.
Alison frowned, slowly making her way over and sitting down. Making sure there was some space between them, "Of course not."
Elliott looked at her, raising his hand and tucking a strand of long blonde hair behind her ear. Running his fingers along her jaw and taking her chin between his fingers, "You really are beautiful, Alison."
"Thank you," She said quietly.
"Perhaps we could spend some time catching up?" He cocked his head to the side, giving her a sly grin. His fingers curling around her knee, pushing her dress up a little.
"I, uh, I was just going to get in the shower," Alison's eyes fell to her hands, "I'm tired."
"Shall I join you?"
"I'm not in the mood, Elliott," Alison quickly stood up, making distance between them.
"Alison, what the hell is going on with you?" Elliott's face changed to worry, "How are we supposed to get married if you won't even talk to me?"
Alison sighed, staring out of the window at nothing in particular and folding her arms over her stomach, "Maybe I don't want that."
Elliott stepped up behind her, placing his hand on her lower back, "I'll let that comment slide for now, since you really haven't been yourself but eventually we do have to talk about this."
And the baby in my belly too, Alison thought bitterly.
"Have a good shower darling," he kissed the side of her head before leaving her to ponder her thoughts.
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