WARNING: This chapter contains some rape/non con elements
AN: Thank you for all of your lovely reviews,
they are inspiring and each and every one means a lot.
For the guest who asked how Ali and Noel met -
Alison was his teacher, he transferred schools and
then ended up back at Rosewood high.
Chapter Twelve
"Do we have enough money to do both?" Jon asked from his lounging position on the couch.
"No," Dani shook her head, swinging her dangling legs as she sat on the bar counter, "We have limited disposable funds, we could probably come up with about half of the funds to do both."
"What about Pam? She invested in the first place-"
"That's a no go," Emily vetoed, finishing wiping down the last table before making her way over to the sink, "I can't ask her for anymore money, I want her to enjoy her retirement."
"What about your Dad, Dan?"
The blonde shook her head, "Dad's broke after my sisters last rehab visit. You could ask your parents you know-"
"All their money is tied up in The Radley and sending Noel to college," Jon shrugged.
"We'd all love to keep this place and I don't want you guys to do something you'd regret, I need to move to Rosewood but you two don't-"
"Em," Dani shushed her, "I want to be there for you, babe."
"You'll always be there for me, but you don't have to move all the way to Pennsylvania to do it."
"Maybe we could take some time to think about it?" Jon suggested, playing with his curly hair.
"I don't see what there is to think about," Dani frowned, "Em's having a baby."
"Guys, we have time to figure it out. I have an email from Aria that I haven't had time to read yet so we don't even know if Ezra is interested in selling to us," Emily leant against the counter next to Dani.
"Then get to it," Dani swatted her butt, making Emily laugh.
"Just once I wish you two would let me watch, you don't understand how hot you are together."
Jon earned himself a chorus of, "Gross."
Hey, Emily!
Alison filled me in on the situation and a congratulations is in order! Ezra and I are in India at the moment for work but we'll be back in a few weeks and we'd love to get together with you and Ali for dinner when we get back. We can talk business and pleasure then.
Aria
Emily smiled, picking up her phone.
"Ali?"
"Yeah?"
"Aria emailed me about dinner," Emily said, "She seems really nice."
"Yeah, she has a daughter so I guess she thought I could use some friendly advice," Alison replied.
"Are you okay, Ali?" Emily asked, concern lacing her voice, "You don't sound like yourself."
"And you'd know what myself sounds like would you?" Alison spat, "You don't know me, Emily."
"Alright, I'm going to leave you and your mood alone but I will be texting Hanna to check on you-"
"No!" Alison cut her off, "I don't want you to text Hanna."
"Then what's going on?"
"Uh, what do you think? I did just get out of a serious relationship, Emily. Did you expect me to be ecstatic?"
Emily swallowed at the growl in Alison's voice, "I'm sorry. You're right, I haven't been thinking. Do you want to talk about it?"
"Em."
"Of course you don't," Emily nodded, "The day Alison DiLaurentis wants to talk about her feeling is the day I know I'm going insane."
"Don't be like that."
"I just don't understand why you can't trust me with your feelings, we're having a baby, Alison," Emily rolled her eyes, "We should be able to be open with each other."
"You don't understand," Alison's voice was quiet.
"Enlighten me then?"
"I'm not like you, Emily, I can't just..." Alison trailed off.
"You can't just what?"
"When you were young did your parents encourage you to open up?"
"Course," Emily replied, "My parents where very supportive of me emotionally, my Mom especially. She taught me to be honest and to talk stuff out."
"Well my Mother taught me to lie and manipulate," Alison explained, "And if I showed emotion it was considered weakness."
"Oh," Emily swallowed thickly.
"Do you understand now?"
"Yes," She whispered.
"So don't push me, I really am trying. Okay?"
"I won't push you, I'm sorry," Emily said, "Can I just ask that you're honest with me?"
"What do you mean?" Emily could hear the frown in the blondes voice.
"Don't just say you're fine when you don't know how to answer something, just be honest and I won't push."
"I can't promise that and I'm sorry I can't promise that but I can promise I'll try."
"That will always be enough for me, Ali."
"Okay," Alison paused, "The reason I feel shitty about Elliott is because I didn't realise he was...he surprised me."
"How?" Emily asked gently.
"He's always been a gentleman, he's never..."
"What did he do?"
"He basically called me a slut and smacked me,"Alison mumbled.
"What?" Emily's mouth fell open, "He hit you?"
"It's not a big deal, I just didn't think he'd ever hurt me-"
"It is a big deal, Ali, a really big deal."
"It isn't and if you make it one I'll hang up."
"It's a big deal for a few reasons, one you're pregnant, two he hurt you and three it hurts when someone you love does something like that."
"I didn't love him, Emily," Alison scoffed, "I'm hanging up now."
"Okay, Ali but just remember I'm here for you," Emily paused, "Also if he comes near you again tell me so that I can kill him."
Alison hung up.
"My fiancé left me."
"Oh?"
"He found out about the baby," Alison swallowed thickly.
"The baby isn't his?" Doctor Sullivan asked.
Alison shook her head no, "I hardly ever slept with Elliott."
"That isn't a surprise, you've always been rather closed off when it comes to intimacy and after Courtney-"
"Shut up," Alison's angry eyes snapped to Doctor Sullivan's.
"Sorry-"
"No," Alison cut her off again, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you. I just don't want to talk about..."
"It's fine," Doctor Sullivan smiled proudly, "How do you feel about Elliott leaving you?"
"I'm actually relieved," Alison bit her lip, "I keep thinking about it and I think I was only going to marry him because he left me alone for the most part."
"Care to elaborate?"
"I don't like being alone, he felt safe because he represented not being alone but he didn't really care about me enough to get involved in my life. As long as I was on his arm, looking pretty in front of people then he didn't ask for more."
"How did you come to this conclusion?"
"There's someone who's recently come into my life and they don't leave me alone. It made me realise how lacking Elliott was in the caring department."
"Do you want to be left alone?"
Alison paused, frowning, "I haven't really thought about it."
"Noel! Just go away" Alison snarled, pushing his hand off her thigh over and over.
"Calm down," Noel smirked, "Just give me a look at your panties."
"No," Alison hissed, "Get off me."
"Come on, at least let me see the colour," Noel grabbed her knees, pulling them apart and shoving his thigh between her legs so she couldn't shut them. His hands started pushing her dress up.
"Noel," Alison grabbed his hands, "You know I'm pregnant."
"It's actually a turn on," Noel dismissed her, forcing her dress up until he could see her baby blue, lace panties.
"You are fucking sick," Alison tried to pull her dress down, tears springing to her eyes, "You have no idea how fucking mad Emily's going to be when she finds out."
His fingers were touching her panties in seconds, probing at her while Alison desperately tired to push him away, he chuckled darkly, "Like you're going to tell her."
"I might."
"You want this Miss D, just as much as I do," Noel whispered in her, his thumb slipping beneath her pantie line.
"I do fucking not-"Alison was cut off by the sound of a door slamming nearby. Noel immediately backed off and Alison stood up, pulling her dress down quickly.
"See you later," He kissed her cheek with a grin and sauntered out of her office.
"How's it going?"
"I bought a new sweater," Alison sucked on a popsicle absent mindedly. She knew what Jason was getting at but she wasn't feeling up to opening up.
"Alright then," Jason chuckled, "Nice pyjamas."
Alison glanced down at her oversized superman shirt and panties, she shrugged, "I'm comfy."
"No, it's fine. Go ahead," Alison glanced up to see Jason talking to someone off the screen.
"Who are you with?" She raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow.
"Just a friend," Jason smirked, "We had a sleepover."
"Gross," Alison wrinkled her nose.
"Not like that, we just stayed up talking," Jason shook his head.
"Sure, you stayed up talking with a girl and then you slept over in her mouth," Alison winked.
"Jesus," Jason winced, "I wish you wouldn't talk like that, you're my baby sister and you're not supposed to know things like that."
Alison scoffed.
"That is your little sister, Jase?" Alison frowned, watching another man come into the frame behind Jason, his eyes skimming her body greedily, "Why the fuck didn't you tell me she was so hot?"
"Dude, get out!" Jason shoved the other man, "You are not looking at my little sister in her underwear."
"Just tell him I'm pregnant, that's a turn off," Alison rolled her eyes, watching Jason appear alone again on her screen.
"Sorry, my friend is kind of a dog," Jason rubbed a hand over his face.
Alison pursed her lips, "Yeah your friend seeing my panties wasn't exactly an aspiration of mine."
"Yeah well it's not great for me either, I forget you're a woman sometimes."
"What do you think I am?" Alison frowned with a chuckle.
"A sister," Jason pulled a face, "And sisters are not desirable."
The doorbell rang through her house, "That will be Hanna with the pizza, bye Jason."
"Bye Ali," He gave her a wave before disconnecting the call.
"Ali?" Cece's voice came up the stairs. Alison sighed in relief.
"Ce," Alison came downstairs, "I need to go to the hospital."
"Why?" Cece wrapped her arms around Alison, "Are you okay, little one?"
"I'm bleeding," Alison frowned, "And I've had some cramps, I just want to get checked out."
"Alright come on," Cece grabbed Alison's hand, pulling her to the car, "I'll call Emily."
"Cece-"
"No arguments, she needs to know," Cece shook her head, she put the phone on speaker as soon as they were on their way to the hospital.
"Ali?"
"Hey, Emily. I'm Alison's friend, Cece. We're on the way to the hospital-"
"Oh my God, is she okay?"
"She's..." Cece glanced at Alison, "She's bleeding so we're going to get her checked out."
"Oh my God."
"Uh, I'll call you when the doctor's seen her..."
"I'm going to the airport, I'll be there in three hours."
"What?"
"I need to be there for her. Tell her I'm coming?"
"I think we're going to get on, you and I," Cece smiled, "Alison can hear you."
"Ali?"
"Emily," Alison grumbled.
"Are you okay?"
Alison scowled at Cece, "I'm fine."
Emily faltered for a second, probably at Alison's bluntness, "Ali-"
"Look, Em," Alison sighed, "Don't come okay?"
"What?"
"I don't need you."
"Well I'll come anyway, just in case."
Alison rolled her eyes, ignoring the glances Cece was giving her.
"Come on Ali, if nothing else I need to check out your weight gain right?"
"Okay," Alison giggled, "You can come. I'm hanging up."
"At least you warn me now Alis-"
"You can stop giving me that look, Cece," Alison grumbled.
"Make sure you don't take Emily for granted, little one, she obviously cares about you just as much as she does the baby," Cece squeezed her knee.
"I'm not-"
"I'm not saying you are," Cece cut her off, "I'm just saying that there's not many people in this world that can get you to smile when you're grumpy and she does that with ease from a thousand miles away."
"You're wrong, she cares about the baby so much but she only cares about me because her baby's inside me," Alison pouted.
"I don't think that's true at all, the way she speaks to you..." Cece trails off.
"You think she's into me?" Alison's eyes widened.
"I don't know," Cece shrugged, "But I wouldn't exactly be surprised if it turns out she is."