A/N: Aaaaannnd I'm back! So sorry for an embarrassingly long drought. I got tons of reasons why, but I'm not gonna dwell on that. Anyways, here's the other half of the night at the party.
Santana Hastings: Yeah, I've been thinking of exploring that too. Let's see what happens. Love you too, sweetie. ;)
Guest: You'll find out who it was right here in this chapter. :)
Camryn7938: Thanks! Glad you loved that development as well. :)
Jem 4ever: What, no Alison? lol :) Read below to find out. ;)
Guest: Yeah, it was just a transfer. Sorry about that. Here you go.
spencer harmon: Thank you so much for appreciating this. :)
beccah23: Thank you, my friend. :) Yeah, I guess I've been making it a little hard for Em, aren't I? We'll get to that soon. :)
Guest: The answer is yes. Here's the continuation. So sorry for the delay. :)
I just wanna say that this chapter wouldn't have been possible if it weren't for my amazing friend. She basically threatened me with violence if I didn't continue this story. So here you go, freeminded.
"Spence! Didn't I tell you to wait for me? I've been looking all over for you!" Spencer only grinned at her tiny best friend as Aria screamed at her with her hands on her hips. Aria's face softened a little upon seeing the smile on Spencer's face. She didn't know if it was a good sign, since the taller brunette have had a lot to drink ever since they got to the party. She feared that Spencer may be drunk out of her wits to respond to her outburst with a huge smile. As tiny as she is, Aria had the power to frighten Spencer a bit when she switches her insanely mad bff look on, but not this time.
"Okay, what did I miss?" Aria asked as Spencer engulfed her in a big hug.
"Nothing. I'm just really happy." Spencer smiled and sighed dreamily.
"And really drunk?" Pulling away a little so she could get a clear look at Spencer, Aria couldn't help but smile. Spencer genuinely looked happy for the first time in days.
"I'm not drunk, Ar. I uh… Emily, uhm… She kissed me. Em kissed me. We kissed." Spencer blurted out.
Aria couldn't help but chuckle, smiling along with her best friend. "Oh, is that so? Well, I'm glad you're finally happy. I really am, Spence."
Spencer tilted her head to the side and grinned. "Why, thank you, my little wife."
"Okay, you're really drunk. You never call me that. In fact, you really hate it when Hanna calls me that." The tiny brunette giggled.
"I'm not drunk, Ar. Just happy, and I'm here to tell you that Em and I are ditching this party. She's waiting for me over there -" Spencer spun around to point to Aria where the love of her life is waiting for her, just outside the cabin.
The huge smile on the Spencer's face faded at what she saw. She felt a thousand knives stab thru her heart as she watched Emily kissing another girl. A thousand thoughts flashed thru Spencer's mind. Did she just imagine what transpired between Emily and her just moments ago? Was the tumour in her brain causing her to have these hallucinations? Spencer blinked repeatedly, hoping that her eyes were just deceiving her, but even as she did so, her eyes still ended up staring at the same sight. Spencer felt Aria's hand grip hers. Aria tugged at Spencer's hand as she too somehow felt the pain that she knew her best friend must be feeling. She saw the taller brunette's eyes brim with tears as she stood there with her mouth open, her left hand clutching her chest as if keeping her heart from popping out and exploding into a million pieces. Spencer yanked her hand from Aria's and ran inside the cabin, manoeuvring her way thru the crowd as best as she can; trying to get away from the horrible scene that she just witnessed as fast as possible.
Aria didn't have the chance to catch up to Spencer as her tiny frame immediately got tangled up in the pool of bodies swaying to the music. Sighing, Aria made her way back towards the front door, opting to circle back outside instead to get to the bar where she's a hundred percent sure that her best friend was headed to.
Emily couldn't believe it. Everything happened so fast. One minute she was standing there with a huge smile plastered to her face, watching Spencer walk back inside the Kahn's cabin, still feeling all tingly from Spencer's kisses, and the next minute she was looking at someone whom she never thought she'd see again. The girl who just up and left her without a word. The girl who never bothered to return her calls, text messages and emails. The person she turned her attention to back when she thought that Spencer would never return her feelings. It wasn't like she forced herself to like the girl. She was charming and sweet. It wasn't hard not to like her, but that was all that she had felt for the girl. Emily liked her whilst Emily really loved Spencer. And as much as she wanted their relationship to work, as much as she forced herself to believe that she could learn to love the girl someday, well, Emily can't. Her love for Spencer was just too strong, so Emily just decided to end things with the girl. Before she had the chance to do that though, the girl disappeared on her without a word. Emily tried a million times to find her, to know what happened. As much as she didn't want to pursue the relationship anymore, she was at least entitled to an explanation. All her efforts were in vain though. It seemed like it's true that it's impossible to find a person who doesn't want to be found. Emily seemed to finally realize what was happening. It took a while to register to her mind that the girl's lips were on hers. This shouldn't be happening. I shouldn't be kissing someone else other than Spencer. Not that she was returning the kiss, but she should've pushed the girl away moments ago. And so she did, with a bit more force than she intended to. The girl appeared stunned and looked at her questioningly.
"Maya! What the hell?" Emily unconsciously placed the back of her hand to her mouth, partly to prevent another stolen kiss and partly to wipe off the kiss that wasn't supposed to happen. Maya appeared to be a bit hurt, but she still put up a smile.
"I missed you, Em. I'm just picking up where we left off." Maya reached out to pull Emily back to her but the swimmer took a step backward. Maya frowned.
"You can't just show up like that and kiss me!" Emily hissed.
Though it hurt a bit that Emily obviously wasn't even a bit pleased of her return, Maya still tried to charm her way back to the girl, hoping that Emily would get over the hurt and anger and let her back in. "I just wanted to surprise you. You wanna get out of here? We have a lot of catching up to do." Maya sweetly stated.
"You can't just show up and act as if nothing happened. You left me, Maya. You left without a word." Emily firmly stated, looking Maya straight in the eyes as she did so.
"I know, but I'm here now. Let me fix this." Maya pleaded as she tried to hold Emily's hands once more, but the swimmer brushed her hands away.
Emily crossed her arms to her chest and sighed. "It's not that easy, and this, us – it cannot be fixed. I'm sorry Maya, but I've moved on. There's nothing to come back to."
Maya appeared to be genuinely hurt. "Just like that?" She replied, almost in a whisper. Maya bit her lip and shook her head.
"I'm sorry. I tried, Maya. I tried to contact you as best as I can, but you just ignored all of my messages. And now you're here acting as if everything's okay and I don't even get an apology from that disappearing stunt you pulled." Ever since Maya left, Emily tried almost every way possible to get a hold of her. She used to think about how she would feel and what she would say to the girl when she came face to face with her again, and she couldn't come up with anything every time. She didn't know how she'd feel or what she'd say. Now that Maya is standing here in front of her, it seemed a lot easier. Every word just flowed from her lips with ease. Maybe it's because of the absurdity of the girl's actions upon her return or maybe it was easier to brush her off because of how she just up and left Emily. More importantly, maybe it's because of the fact that Emily knew that she never really got to the point of being in love with the girl. She knew that it would've been harder if she was, and she probably wouldn't have gotten over it, over her, so easily. If it were Spencer who just up and disappeared on her like that, Emily knew that she would be beyond devastated. But enough thinking about Spencer for now. It's Maya who's right in front of her, and she should make it clear to Maya that it's over so she can go and leave this party with Spencer.
"I had a lot on my plate, Em. I ran away 'coz I didn't want to go back to rehab. If your mom hadn't told my mom about the pot..." Maya trailed off.
Emily frowned and shook her head. "No, don't go there. Just don't. You cannot blame my mom about what happened to you. You shouldn't be doing drugs in the first place. You told me you've stopped. You lied. This was all you, Maya. Don't you dare try and pin what happened to my mom." Emily emphasized with her index finger almost in the girl's face. She wasn't expecting to hear that from Maya, and to say that she was disappointed that Maya had to go there was an understatement.
Maya sighed and put her hands up in defeat. "Emily, I-" Maya started to explain but Emily cut her off.
"I'm sorry, I have to go." The swimmer firmly stated before walking off to get Spencer.
"What the hell was that?" Aria demanded as she strode towards Emily, meeting the swimmer halfway through the door.
"What are you talking about?" Emily frowned, stopping in her tracks as Aria stopped directly in front of her.
"How could you do that to Spencer? Why do you keep doing this to her, Em? Why do you keep hurting her? We saw you. Spencer and I saw you kissing Maya." Aria blurted out in all seriousness, scaring Emily a bit at seeing how mad the tiny brunette was.
Emily's eyes almost popped out of their sockets upon hearing that. It didn't occur to her that Spencer might have seen her and Maya, since she was positive that she saw Spencer walk inside before Maya showed up. "Spencer saw? Oh god, it wasn't what it looked like, Aria. Where's Spencer? I need to talk to her."
"Don't, Em. Just don't. I think you've done enough damage. Just stay away from her and don't come near her ever again until you've pulled your shit together." Aria declared resolutely before walking off towards the back entrance of the cabin.
"Hey, slow down. You planning to drink this whole bar down?" Jenna chuckled as she sat on a stool beside a clearly drunk Spencer.
"You can help me if you want. How about a contest? Let's see who can down more bottles of vodka and tequila." Spencer clutched at the bottle of vodka that she snatched from Noel's bartender earlier as the guy was pouring her another shot. Spencer waved to the guy to ask for some tequila shots but Jenna intervened and gestured for him to back off.
"That's not a good combination, so I think I'll pass." Jenna chuckled.
"C'mon, don't be a party-pooper. Have some drinks with me." Spencer insisted as she poured the clear liquid to two shot glasses and handed one to Jenna. Spencer pouted when Jenna refused to take the glass. Jenna shook her head and laughed as Spencer lifted the glass to the girl's lips.
"Okay, okay. Just one shot. I got it." Jenna took the shot of vodka that Spencer had almost pressed to her lips and drank it down. Spencer downed hers as well and started to take the shot glass from Jenna's hand so she could pour her another, but Jenna swatted her hand away.
"I'm good. I'd rather stay sober so I can look after your drunken ass." Jenna laughed while looking at the brunette from head to toe. She's never seen Spencer this drunk before. Well, not that they hung out much before but she's seen her around parties such as this one. Jenna has had a few drinks herself, but she knows how to take her liquor. Out of the two of them, she knew that she was the more sober one and she intended to stay that way.
Spencer sat up a bit straighter, as if trying to prove that she wasn't as drunk as Jenna's insinuating. "You don't have to do that. I can take care of myself."
"Yeah, but I choose to. I'd hate it if something bad happens to you and I'm too intoxicated to do something about it." Jenna threw her hair back and adjusted herself on the stool so that she was leaning against the bar. She scanned the crowd in search of a tiny brunette with hazel eyes. It seemed weird that Spencer was here by herself. Aria had to be here somewhere.
"Why are you so good to me?" Spencer asked as she suddenly moved out of her seat to hover at Jenna, placing her hands on the bar on each of the girl's sides, effectively trapping her.
Jenna tilted her head back a bit to face Spencer. "Why wouldn't I? I mean, we're friends now, aren't we?"
Spencer didn't know if it was the alcohol or the feel of the loud music pounding in her chest, but it suddenly felt like she was drowning in those beautiful emerald eyes. Jenna was obviously one hot, gorgeous girl and she was too caught up with thoughts of Emily to even acknowledge that. Spencer's eyes drifted down towards the girl's luscious lips and she couldn't help but think how those lips would feel like against hers. Looking back up to Jenna's eyes, Spencer found the girl looking at her with much amusement. Spencer shook her head as if to get out of a trance. She cleared her throat and looked away from Jenna, casually pointing behind her to the sea of bodies swaying to the loud music. "You shouldn't be wasting your time hanging out here with me. Go dance with someone. Go have some fun." Spencer motioned for Jenna to get up and join the crowd on the dance floor.
Jenna laughed and shook her head, finding amusement at a drunken Spencer. The normally poised and self-assured brainiac still looked attractive when she's drunk, and perhaps a little more adorable. "I'm fine right here. I'm not letting you out of my sight."
Spencer shrugged and moved back a bit to sit back on the stool, but miscalculated the distance in her drunken state and ended up almost tripping back, but Jenna immediately caught her in her arms. Spencer held on to Jenna as she blushed in embarrassment. The brunette closed her eyes and sighed as she pulled herself back up. When she opened her eyes, Jenna was smiling adorably at her.
"You alright, champ?" Spencer couldn't bring herself to speak. Maybe it was the frustration at the turn of events, maybe it was the aching pain that Emily brought to her heart yet again, or maybe it was just the loads of alcohol in her system. Whatever it was, Spencer didn't want to know anymore. She just acted on impulse. Fuck it. The hell with Em and everyone else. And with that, Spencer surrendered to the temptation that's right in front of her, surprising Jenna by pressing her lips on the emerald-eyed girl.
Against Aria's wishes, Emily still followed the tiny brunette back inside to look for Spencer, though she kept her distance a little as not to further piss off her friend. Emily felt horrible. Just as she and Spencer were starting to mend things, shit had to happen. Maya had to show up and ruin everything. She has to fix this. She needed to see Spencer. She needed her to listen and understand that what she saw was a mistake. She needed to reassure Spencer that she's the only one that Emily wanted and loved. She didn't want to screw up this opportunity again. Lost in her thoughts, Emily almost bumped into Aria as the tiny brunette suddenly halted. Following Aria's line of sight, Emily's jaw dropped as she felt her heart shatter into a million pieces. Spencer was at the bar with Jenna, their lips fused together in an intense kiss. Emily saw Jenna pull back a bit and whispered something to Spencer. She saw Spencer smirk and nod at Jenna before the two left the bar and made their way outside. Emily felt her legs crumble, and just as she was about to fall down to the floor, Hanna showed up at her side, instantly catching her.