ALL RIGHTS GO TO MARLENE KING
Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies - Aristotle
Chapter 12: A Night to Remember
Alison's POV:
The girls stare at me in silence, mouth open wide.
"Wha- what do you mean?" Spencer says, eyeing me suspiciously.
"Cyrus," I pause to take a deep breath, "The night at the restaurant, he was in the bathroom with me."
Fresh tears start falling down and Emily pulls me into a tight hug.
"Ali, what did he do?" Emily whispers in my ear and I fight back more painful tears.
"He- he drugged me and then took me to this empty basement a- and-" I couldn't finish my sentence without bursting into tears. The girls stare at me in shock, covering their mouths with their hands in disbelief. Emily hugs me tighter and cradles me in her arms.
I let my tears freely fall for a good five minutes before I pull myself together and wipe away the remaining tears.
"He raped me and then knocked me out. When I woke up he was gone and I ran back to the hotel." I sob out and burry my head in the crock of Emily's neck.
The girls join in on our hug and we all stand there, holding each other for a couple of minutes.
"I'm so sorry Alison, I love you." Emily whispers into my hair.
"You have nothing to be sorry for." I whisper back.
"Yes I do, I thought you were just lying when honestly you were hurt, and I did nothing to protect you from it." I grip Emily's face and kiss her passionately. Every ounce of pain in my body disappeared as soon as my lips brushed against hers.
"Ali, we've got to go to the cops." Aria says, interrupting our moment.
"No, we can't, Cyrus warned me not to tell anyone!" I yell petrified. I will not let Cyrus hurt any of my best friends
"We have to do something, Ali." Emily says, rubbing small circles on my palm.
"I can't risk it, I won't let Cyrus hurt you guys!" I shout, new tears welling up in my eyes but I quickly brush them away with my sleeve.
"Ali, it'll be okay, we're here for you." Emily says soothingly.
"Emily's right, you shouldn't be going through with this all on your own. The police can find Cyrus and stop him." Spencer says, rubbing my arm.
"Well, granted the cops around here aren't exactly what you would call 'top notch', but I agree with Spencer." Hanna says.
"Okay, we'll tell the cops." I agree.
A familiar stomach twisting sound erupted from my phone and I look over at my screen flashing up.
"Ali, whats wrong?" Aria asks.
"It's from A." I whisper.
"What? What does it say?" Hanna says.
"Read it." Spencer says.
"I guess sweet parie isn't all what you expected huh? Tell the cops and I'll tell them where you really were for those two years. - A" I announce, starring at the little device in my hands. Who thought that a device could have such an impact in your life?
"We can't tell them." I say, completely defeated.
"How does A even know about that?" Hanna asks.
"Unless A was somehow involved with that." Aria says disgustedly. My stomach twists at that thought.
"Ali-" Emily reaches for my arm but I shake her hand off.
"No Emily, I'm just so sick of this, I'm sick of feeling afraid every second of my life!" I yell.
"Maybe you guys should go." Emily murmurs to the other girls and they quickly say their goodbyes and then walk out the door.
"I'm so sorry Ali, I wish I could- I wish I could protect you." Emily says pulling me into a hug.
"You do protect me, more than you give yourself credit for. I just hate how our lives are now completely run by A. We should be enjoying our last school year, we should be planning a big party when we turn 18, we shouldn't be running around, petrified every second." It feels good to get it all out. I rest my chin on Emily's shoulder and we stand there, swaying slightly to the silence, it's nice.
"We should go to bed, we have school tomorrow." Emily says, pulling away from our long, but well deserved, hug.
"Yeah, can you stay here tonight?" I ask pleadingly.
"Of course, I can't bare to leave you alone after what you told me." I frown slightly when she brings it up, it's a touchy subject for me. I think Emily notices my reaction because she grabs my hand, squeezing it gently.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that." She says soothingly.
"It's okay, I'm just glad you can stay." I plant a delicate kiss on her plump lips and skip off towards the bathroom.
"Where are you going?" Emily asks.
"Taking a shower." I turn around so I'm no longer facing her and I strip down. I can practically feel Emily's eyes glued on me and I smirk. It's a ravishing feeling.
When I get out of the bathroom I see Emily rapped up in my bed. I slowly crawl in next to her. I turn around in bed and wrap my arms around Emily's waist. I breath in her floral smell and leave a trail of tender kisses up and down the back of her neck.
Emily lets out a quiet moan and she quickly turns around, attacking my lips with passionate kisses but I push her gently down. Straddling her while sucking on her neck and earlobe.
I feel Emily's hands travel from my shoulders down to my hips where she then traces her fingers across my hip bones. I open my mouth slightly and our tongues instantly have a fight for dominance. I snake my fingertips up to her breast, cupping them through her shirt, feeling her hard nipples on the tip of my fingers.
It's completely sensational.
I lift Emily's shirt over her head and trace my hands across her lower stomach, kissing every part of her upper body. Emily's hands grips my waist and she flips us over, so that she was straddling me now. Emily tugs at the material I'm wearing and I quickly take it off.
Emily places soft kisses slowly all the way up from my chest to my lower stomach, sending shivers up my spine. Emily places her knee in between my thighs and the friction is almost killing me. But I need more.
Emily's POV:
Ali practically rips my shorts off and I do the same to her, leaving us both in our lace panties. I bend down and trace my tongue across her perky nipples while letting my fingers dance across her flawless skin.
"Oh my god, Emily." Ali moans. I put more pressure on my knee that's in between her legs, creating more friction. Ali gasps at my movement and buckles her hips upwards.
Ali grips the end of my underwear and I stare into her beautiful, lustful, ocean blue eyes.
"Are you sure? I don't want you to do anything you'll regret, after what happen-" I was cut off by Ali's sweet lips pressing onto mine.
"I'm sure of you, I love you." Ali says, smiling at me.
"I love you too." I whisper back and Ali yanks of my underwear, leaving me completely naked in front of Alison DiLaurentis. Ali smirks at me and kisses me passionately. I somehow manage to pull her underwear off in the middle of the heated make out session, and I'm pretty sure that I'm about to pass out from the sight of her.
Ali flips us over again so that she's on top. Before I could react I felt her small, warm hand itching upwards my thigh and onto my lady area.
"I've never done this before, tell me if- if it's right." Ali says.
"You don't have to, if this makes you feel uncomfortable in anyway." I insist, kissing her neck gently.
"I want to." Ali says confidently.
I gasp out loud when Ali plunges two fingers inside of me, thrusting gently. I moan loudly and Ali gives me a flirty smirk before picking up her speed and leaning down to kiss me again. Ali starts sucking my neck and just that is enough to drive me over the edge.
"Alison!" I yell out, arcing my back.
I let out a loud sigh and she pulls her fingers out of me and we both fall down on the bed. Ali lets out a adorable giggle and I laugh with her, our laughter filling up the empty soundless house.
I turn my head toward her and she smiles brightly at me, lighting up the entire room. Words can not describe the love I have for this blonde laying in front of me. I lean over and place a soft kiss on her swollen lips and Ali giggles at me again. I can't help but to laugh with her again, her laugh is contagious.
After a couple of minutes of laughing about absolutely nothing, Ali snuggles her head into my chest and I wrap my arms tightly around her petite frame, hugging her close to me. Our hands intertwine together and we fall into a peaceful sleep.
- (Dream) -
I walk out of the modern kitchen and into a big living room, it has nice furniture, a framed picture of Ali and I over the fireplace. I see Ali and a small baby sitting on the couch and I walk up to them. Ali smiles at me and hands me the bundled up child.
"Hi cutie." I coo, cradling her in my arms.
The baby girl lets out an adorable gurgle, her tiny fist reaching up to touch my hair and my heart melts at the sight. The baby starts making a cringed up face and lets out a loud wail. My heart breaks at the sound of her crying, it's physically painful for me to hear.
"Are you hungry, sweetie?" Ali asks, taking her out of my arms. Ali places the baby to her chest and breast feeds her. I smile at them, Ali is the best mom.
"Can I hold her, I've missed her." I say when Ali's done feeding her. Ali smiles at me and places her gently in my arms and I kiss her soft forehead. Ali leans down on my shoulder and I wrap my other arm around her waist, soaking in this feeling, the feeling of having the two people who means the most to me close.
I wake up and rub my eyes. Where am I?
When I realize that I'm in Ali's bedroom I also realize that it was just a dream. Is it weird to be sad about waking up from a dream? It felt so real, holding the baby, Ali leaning on my shoulder, our own house, our own life.
I look over my shoulder and see a sleeping Ali draped across the bed. I smile at her and lean back down, pulling her sleeping body close to me. Maybe someday we will have that life.
I'm never letting her go.