WARNING: This chapter contains nuts...and rape/non con elements.
Chapter Fourteen
"Risky staying this late in your office isn't it?"
Alison glanced up from her paperwork, her face paling when she saw Noel leaning against her office door, her mouth fell open but no words came out.
"I've been waiting for you to make a mistake," Her smirked, "So I could get you all alone and now here we are."
"There's still people here," Alison said quietly.
Noel chuckled darkly, pushing the door closed behind him, "No there isn't. Check the time, Alison."
Alison's eyes glanced to the clock and she cursed herself when she realised how late it was, Noel was right. Everyone would have left by now. Her eyes narrowed when Noel stalked towards her, circling her. She stood.
"Poor, Ali, all alone," He teased, grabbing the front of her dress and pulling sharply. The materiel tore at the shoulders, exposing her chest. She cured herself again for not wearing a bra. In an attempt to escape she made a move for the door but he grabbed her.
One hand wrapped around her waist from behind, the other palming her breast painfully before hiking her dress up.
"You're going to enjoy this," He whispered in her ear, his hot breath fanning over her neck unsettlingly.
"Fuck you," Alison spat. Suddenly his fingers were inside her, making her gasp a pained scream, "Get the fuck off me!"
"Fuck, so fucking tight," Noel hissed.
Alison desperately pulled at his arms, tears threatening to fall but he was stronger than her. Another finger was added, pumping with enough force to make her scream in pain.
"Can't fucking wait to get my cock inside you-"
"Alison?" Her door flew open, "Oh my God!"
Noel grunted, shoving Alison to the floor roughly before shouldering his way passed Paige in a hasty exit.
"Go away," Alison gritted out. Tearing falling freely while she tried to cover herself with her ripped dress.
Paige pulled out her phone dialling quickly.
"Hello?" From where she was Alison could hear Emily on the other end of the call.
"Emily, where are you?"
"I'm just at The Brew, you oka-"
"You need to come to the school asap."
"Alright, what's going on?"
"Just hurry, we're in Alison's office." Paige hung up.
"Why did you call her?" Alison spat, pressing her legs together uncomfortably tightly.
"To help you," Paige said simply, leaning down and reaching her hand out but she was snarled at before her fingers could touch the angry blonde.
"I don't need her or anyone else! Just leave me alone!"
"No, you do need help, Alison," Paige shook her head, "What he did to you...Alison you need to tell the police."
"Fuck you!" Alison snarled.
"Oh my God, this wasn't the first time was it," Paige's mouth fell open. Alison's eyes narrowed threateningly, "Alison, this is serious, no one deserves to be hurt like that."
"What the fuck would you know, just leave me alone!"
"Did he rape you?" Paige asks.
"Oh my God, just go!" Alison hissed.
"Paige?" Emily ran into the office, breathing ragged and sweat dripping down her flushed face, "I got here as quick as I-oh my God!" Emily was beside Alison in seconds, pulling her sweater off and helping Alison into it, "What happened?"
"Nothing," Alison hissed.
"There was a student in here," Paige swallowed, backing up from the pair, "He was...I think he was going to..."
Paige's voice trailed off but Emily put two and two together. She pulled Alison into her chest, hugging her tightly and pressing a kiss into her hair, "You're okay," She whispered, "Can you stand?"
Alison nodded curtly and stood while firmly remaining in Emily's arms.
"Did you see who it was?" Emily asked, glancing at Paige.
"No!" Alison snapped her head to Paige, shaking her head venomously.
"It was Noel Kahn," Paige replied, undeterred by Alison's demeanour. Emily's heart clenched, "I think he's been doing this for a while," Paige continued softly.
Emily squeezed her eyes shut when she realised how she'd teased Noel about his 'teacher crush' in front of Alison, no wonder she was so upset.
"I'm so sorry, Ali," She breathed out into the blondes hair.
"Me too," Paige agreed softly.
It was too much for Alison and her face steeled, "Why don't you both just go fuck yourselves?" She pushed herself out of Emily's arms and distanced herself, "Get the fuck out of my office."
"Aliso-" Emily reached out but was cut off.
"No," Alison snarled, "I don't need you here and I sure as fuck don't want you here."
Emily stepped forwards, sliding an arm around Alison's waist. The palm of her other hand settled on Alison's stomach, her fingers settling into the soft materiel of the sweater, "Ali."
Alison's face softened, letting Emily embrace her again.
"Do you have your car?" Emily asked softly, Alison nodded, "I'm going to take her home, thank you so much, Paige. I'll text you soon."
Paige nodded, opening the door for them and watching how careful Emily was when escorting the blonde out.
"You know you can let go of me now?"
"I'm never letting go of you again," Emily replied, tightening her hold on Alison when they got into the house.
Alison pushed her away, "Stop it," She huffed, "Stop making a big deal out of nothing."
"Nothing?" Emily gasped, "Ali! He almost-"
"No," The blond hissed, "You don't get to decide. It's my body, it's my life and I am fine."
"You have to take this seriously," Emily's eyes widened, "What if Paige hadn't of found you?"
"Then I wouldn't be stuck her talking to you," The blonde growled.
"Stuck here?" Emily's eyebrows lifted, "If you don't want to talk to me then don't, Alison but as long as I'm here I'm going to protect you!"
"Then leave," Alison shrugged like the words meant nothing to her, "I don't need protecting."
"Really?"
Alison rolled her eyes with a huff, "Do what the fuck you want, I'm going to take a shower," The blonde sauntered towards the stairs, "And I'm keeping this sweater."
"For fuck sake," Emily groaned, trying to calm herself with some deep breaths.
"It was just horrible seeing her so vulnerable, she always comes across so strong," Emily sighed.
"Yeah. I mean that's a shitty thing to go through, she's probably a little embarrassed," Dani replied, giving her friends what she hoped was a reassuring smile.
"Speak of the devil," Emily smiled at Alison coming down the stairs and plonking next to Emily on the couch.
"Hey, Ali," Dani waved.
"Hi, Dani," Alison frowned, "Where are you?"
"On the beach," Dani flipped the camera around so they could see the sea, "I'm about to go surfing."
"You should come visit soon, you're welcome to stay in Emily's room if you don't mind sharing a bed with her."
"I'll take you up on that, thanks Alison and may I say you're absolutely glowing."
"I look fat," Alison rolled her eyes.
"You're definitely pregnant but fat? Nah," Dani grinned.
"Is Alison okay?" Paige asked, setting a cup of coffee down in front of Emily before sitting opposite with her own cup.
"Thanks," Emily took a healthy sip, "She's...I don't know, she's okay but she's..."
"Alison," Paige filled in the blank.
Emily's lips turned up and she nodded, "Yeah, she's Alison so I don't really know how she feels. She's mostly angry but she aims that at me so at least everyone else is safe for now."
"It's not an easy thing to have happen to you, I think people without emotional issues would find it hard to deal with," Paige said softly.
"Yeah, you're probably right," Emily shrugged, "I just wish there was more I could do."
"I don't think you realise how much you mean to her," Paige said, Emily's eyes snapped to hers.
"What do you mean?"
"I've known Alison since we were five years old, I've never seen someone be able to calm her down before," Paige shrugged, "She was much more relaxed the moment you showed up. And you were allowed to touch her so intimately. I've never seen anyone able to get so close to her when she's vulnerable and it's been the best part of twenty years."
"I guess I didn't really think about the fact she might be even more closed off than she is with me," Emily licked her lips, "When Hanna said she was complex I guess she wasn't exaggerating."
Paige chuckled, "You're a special woman Emily Fields, Alison is lucky that you're the mother of her child."
A little blush made it's way onto Emily cheeks, "Children."
"What?"
"We're actually having twins," Emily smiled.
"Wow, how do you feel?"
"I'm actually really excited," Emily shrugged, "I always wished I had a sibling. Alison's not so happy."
"No?" Paige asked.
Emily shook her head, grabbing her phone to look at her newly received text message.
From Alison: Dinner with Aria at 6.
She glanced at the time, it was already five.
"I better get going actually, we're having dinner with one of Alison's high school friends," Emily got up, grabbing her bag.
"See you soon Emily," Paige offered her a smile and a brief hug.
"Wow Alison, this is so good," Ezra dug into his meal, "I didn't realise you were so culinary inclined."
"Thank you Ezra," Alison smirked, taking a sip from Emily's wine glass.
Aria and Emily simultaneously glanced at Alison, both knowing the blonde couldn't even make a slice of toast without burning down the kitchen. And Emily knowing that the blonde didn't cook a damn thing. Aria let out a little laugh while Emily took the wine glass away, earning a scowl.
"How's your pregnancy going?" Aria asked.
"I feel like a whale but apart form than it's fine," Alison cocked her head to the side, "How is Lucy?"
"You're hardly even showing, Ali," Aria tutted, "Lucy's great, she's really into taking photo's at the moment."
"Yeah, we actually used one of the photo's for an article," Ezra chuckled fondly, turning to Emily, who was swatting Alison's fingers away from her wine glass, "So are you staying here?"
"I have been for the last week or so, Ali had an incident at schoo-OW!" Emily hissed in pain when Alison dug her long fingernails into the soft skin of Emily's thigh, "Ali's fine and has had exactly zero incidents and that is why I've been staying here for the last-"
"Just stop talking," Alison hissed while Emily rubbed the fresh nail marks.
Ezra was looking between them with wide eyes while Aria was just trying to conceal a
laugh.
"Are you going to live here when the twins are born?" Aria asked.
"I don't know," Emily glanced at Alison, who was cocking her head to the side, "We haven't really talked about it."
Alison's eyes narrowed, her tongue pressing to the inside of her cheek, "You think you're leaving me alone with these things for even a second?"
"Maybe Ali has a different idea," Emily chuckled, "Our babies aren't things Al-"
"Your babies," The blonde rolled her eyes.
"You're three babies, Emily," Aria chucked, Alison scowled, "I'm kidding! I'm actually really proud of you, you're a lot different from when you were in high school."
"I'll say," Ezra raised his eyebrows.
"Oh my God, what was she like in high school?" Emily grinned.
"Uh, terrible," Ezra smiled, "All the teachers were terrified of her."
"Oh my God, remember when she offered you oral sex in exchange for an extra grade?" Aria laughed.
"What?!" Emily turned to Alison.
"What?" Alison scowled, "My blow jobs are totally worth an A plus."
"Ali!" Emily scolded with a laugh.
"Her multiple personalities might not stand out so much now," Aria smiled, squeezing Alison's hand.
"I didn't have multiple personalities!" Alison grumbled.
"You so did," Ezra nodded, "There was Alison DiLaurentis, head bitch."
"And Vivian Darkbloom, when you were digging up your gossip," Aria continued.
"And every hot guy in town knew Ali D," Ezra smirked.
"Ali D?" Emily asked, Alison remained tight lipped.
"She had a bit of a reputation," Aria explained.
"A bit of a reputation? Name one guy-"
"Ezra," Aria cut her husband off when she saw how uncomfortable Alison looked, "Sorry Ali, I know you're not like that anymore."
"You know what, I could take the both of you down with ease but I'm not going to," The blonde spat, getting up from the table, "Because I graduated high school."
With that the blonde was stomping upstairs while everyone else was frozen in shock. Alison's bedroom door slamming jolted Emily out of it, she blinked heavily a few times.
"I'm so sorry," Emily licked her lips, lost for words.
"It's fine," Aria shook her head, "We obviously hit a nerve."
"I...she's been touchy with the...hormones," Emily explained.
"She was actually way worse in high school, she seems much happier," Aria said, pulling on Ezra's sleeve to get him up, "Come on, let's go. Emily probably wants to-"
"Yeah," Ezra nodded, "Nice meeting you Emily. We'll talk business at a, uh...better time."
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