"My Mother's Wife"
So much happened in the last chapter, where do I even begin?
POVs change often after the first part, be aware…
Rated M for Mature Content.
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"Yes, Angel I'll marry you."
My heart sinks.
Angel slips the ring on her finger, "Marcus and Lily helped me pick it out today," I hear her say. "It's a bigger, better diamond to remind you that I'm putting you first." She gets up and kisses Emily who kisses her back.
I shake my head but it doesn't go away.
The crowd roars and they turn to everyone waving. Emily spots me and I mouth to her, "Nooooo!" She looks at me with disappointment and anger on her face. Then she turns to Angel and kisses her again.
She's supposed to be starting her life with me!
Why are you doing this Emily!
This can't be happening…
Chapter 13: I Do or Does She?
Maya POV
As the auction wraps and congratulations are bestowed upon the newly re-engaged couple, a swarm of people surround the two, separating them by their sheer numbers. That's when I make my move. I slip between people with polite excuse me's and they let me pass because, after all, I am family…
Fuck.
This is wrong on so many levels but it wasn't supposed to be wrong it was supposed to be right. I won't let her do this. But first I need to find out why she's doing it in the first place. None of this, not any of this makes any sense.
I grab her arm, "We need to talk now."
"I have nothing to say to you," she says through clenched teeth. Now I get it, Emily saying 'I do' wasn't out of love it was out of anger towards me, but why?
I encourage those near me to seek out Angel by saying, "Thank you everyone for your well wishes but I think Angel is the one who deserves all the accolades. That was some stunt she just pulled off, right? Go on, please, she's all yours," I want them to form a thick barrier of people around her so she can't get away. Now I can find out what the fuck is going on right from the source.
"Let go of me," she seethes ripping her arm away from my grasp.
"What the fuck Emily! And what the fuck was that!" I yell through my whisper.
"Shhh," she shushes me. She looks around choosing the exit door to the beach. I follow.
Once we're both outside, away from the hotel, hidden by the palm trees, she says, "What the fuck was that? That was a woman finally realizing what matters!"
"I thought I mattered."
"You did," she crosses her arms with a furrowed brow looking down, unable to look at me.
"Did? What could possibly have changed since we fucked just a few hours ago?"
"That's all it was to you wasn't it? Another married woman you seduced into your bed and fucked to your liking! Is that what you do? Fuck insecure women?"
"Whoa! You're crossing a line that's going to be real difficult for you to uncross."
"What does it matter anymore? I saw you!"
This time she looks directly into my eyes daring me to explain.
"What's that supposed to mean? You saw me?" Now my arms are crossed in front of me.
"All this time. All this time you were with her!"
"With who?"
"Oh my god Maya! Stop acting like you have no idea what I'm talking about!"
"Well, I don't."
She points her finger at me, "You fucked Alison DiLaurentis!"
"What!"
"Oh, don't even try to deny it. I saw you."
"Yeah and you need to shut it!"
"Why? Why not shout it from the rooftops! Maya St. Germain is fucking Alison DiLaur—"
I push her up against the trunk of one of the palm trees, my hand over her mouth, "I said shut it. You have no idea what you're talking about and if you don't stop you'll never see me again." She looks at me like that's not what she wants and with some worry on her face. I hold up a finger to my mouth and shush her, "Can you be quiet for a minute so I can explain?"
She nods her head and I pull my other hand away from her mouth.
"What do you mean I'll never see you again?"
"Look Em, yes, I was fucking Alison but you were married to Angel. I did nothing wrong."
"You bedded me while you were still bedding her. I'd say that's something wrong."
"I stopped sleeping with her a long time ago Emily and do you know why?"
She furrows her brow directly at me this time.
"Because I wanted you," I step closer to her and I can see her breathing escalate. "And I only pursued you after you gave me reason to. When I slept with you I was only sleeping with you. I'm not sleeping with anyone else."
"I saw you leave together. I saw you leave with Alison. You took her hand and led her away from here. I can only assume you went to her house to fuck her!"
"Shhh! Emily, be quiet. I wasn't with her. You need to forget what you saw."
"Forget it!" She screams through her whisper. "You fucked her after you fucked me twice!"
"That's not true."
Her fingers tangle in her hair as she pulls it back frustrated by what I'm telling her, "You left with her." A tear streams down her face. Oh god, how can I continue to hurt her like this…
The back of my hand reaches for her face brushing her tear away. She looks at me wanting so desperately to believe me and I do what I have to do to convince her I did nothing wrong.
My lips form a sweet smile. This unnerves yet excites her at the same time; I can see it in her eyes. I lick my lips watching as her eyebrow rises. She can't help herself. My bottom lip reaches her lips first. She relaxes against the tree. Her lips part slightly, fitting my full bottom lip between hers. She holds it, waiting for my top lip to seal the kiss. And when it does she can't stop herself. Her arms wrap around my back and mine around her neck. Our tongues flatten against each other's and our mouths stay wide letting them tangle and taste. But then there's a blast from the Zedd show startling us. Emily tries pushing me away but I stand my ground…
"Do you honestly think I would fuck you and then go off and fuck someone else?"
There's silence between us with only the doof, doof, doof in the background courtesy of Zedd.
"Well, do you?"
"Maya, I saw you leave with her. What am I supposed to think?"
"That there's an explanation, maybe not a reasonable one, but there's definitely an explanation."
"Then what is it? Why did you leave with her?"
"Em, you can't tell anyone."
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
"You can't tell anyone you saw me with Alison. You have to trust me."
Her face flushes. She's pissed! "Trust you! Trust you!"
"Em, shhh."
"I want you so badly that I almost want to—"
"What Emily, you almost want to what?" I challenge…
She grabs my face kissing me with a ferocity I don't think I've yet experienced with her. Now I'm against the tree and she has a look in her eye that says this isn't over. She wets her lips crashing hers onto mine again! Her hand starts sneaking up my dress so I make it easy for her and widen my stance just a bit. Her fingers slip through my panty leg and rub me until they slide right in. She finger fucks me out in the open even more open than the Cabana and who am I to stop her! I want this as much as she does even if it is an angry fuck! I moan against her lips and she thrusts into me more forcibly. This is the Emily I knew would come out sooner or later. This is the Emily I crave, the one who knows what she wants!
Her fingers slow, all of them massaging me, cleaning me up from my stickiness. She removes her hand taking her thumb, making small circles with it over her fingertips. She tastes first and then she watches as my mouth goes down on her fingers. Her desire for me supersedes that proposal she said yes to. She's mine and she knows it…
She puts her hands against the tree with me in between them and whispers in my ear, "Now what Maya, now what are we supposed to do."
"You can't marry Angel."
"You can't see Alison."
There's a definitive pause.
"Are you serious right now? You're actually going to see her?" She pushes herself away from the tree and me.
"I have to."
"Why?"
"You need to trust me."
"You need to tell me," her fists clench at her sides along with her teeth.
"I—I can't."
"Then I guess I can't either."
She turns to leave, but stops when I say, "Don't go through with it. You'll regret it."
"Will I?" She says with her back turned.
"You're not in love with her, not the way you used to be."
"How can you be so sure?"
"Because you're in love with me."
I can tell she starts to cry even though she's trying desperately not to. I want to go to her but my cell phone buzzes. It's Alison. Fuck! I ignore the message.
She looks over her shoulder. She knows it's her. She drops her head, "I can't even look at you right now." And she walks away.
"Emily—"
"No!" She cuts me off still unable to make eye contact as she hurries away from me.
"Fuck!" I make a fist into the tree. "And fuck! That hurt!" I shake it out.
I can't tell her what I did. If I do, and I ended up being arrested then she could go to jail for protecting me. I, I can't do that to her. I can't involve her in this.
I walk back into the Grand Ballroom. She's gotten herself together, tossing a towel to one of the staff members, presumably having washed her hands of me, sucking down a glass of Champagne, again, washing me away, and finds Angel. With fingers laced, they pull themselves towards each other. Emily kisses Angel with a passion I'd never seen her kiss her with before. But I know it's not love. Its vengeance against me for what she thinks she knows but couldn't be further from the truth.
Oh Emily, I'm not giving up on you and don't you dare give up on me!
At the DiLaurentis Mansion…
Alison POV
The police arrive with little fanfare. They know the kind of man my husband is and I suspect by the looks on their faces they think he got exactly what he deserved.
The EMTs strap him to a stretcher and take him away.
The police officers ask me what happened and I tell them. I wanted to destroy Max's sick intrusion into my bedroom so I fired the shots but I didn't know he was up there. I thought he was at the auction. They are so stunned by my revelation that they accept what I've told them. They can tell I'm under duress so they don't push with the questioning. I'm grateful for that. Anything else I might say must be in the presence of my lawyer. I don't want to accidentally incriminate myself or Maya since this was premeditated. I need to let Maya know what I said but I need Angel to help me get that lawyer for she agreed to help me the moment she took that flash drive to the D.A.…
I'm sure the district attorney will be asking for me. He has the means to destroy Max, the question is, will he use it now that Max is incapacitated. I don't know the extent of his injuries but I do know he'll probably never be the same Max again and I could give a fuck!
Maya, I saved you because you did that for me. I know we just fucked for fun but it started meaning something more to me and I plan on proving that you and I are cut from the same cloth. We belong with each other whether you know it or not…
Maya POV
I call Will and ask him to text Emily to call him about Lily. Someone needs to tell her and that someone can't be me right now. I tell him I have staff issues to deal with and he doesn't question me. I watch as Emily checks her phone. She excuses herself. She's going up to the penthouse to be the stepmother she was always supposed to be. Will she choose family for good after caring for Lily? Can she make the choice to leave her again?
Fuck!
I don't want to leave Lily or Will or Angel but by choosing Emily, I already have…
Emily POV…
When I get to the penthouse, Will meets me at the door. He explains about the 'e' and here I am feeling guilty as sin for putting my need to fuck her sister over the need to be there for my stepdaughter. I'm angry with myself but I'm also angry with Lily for making that choice. Then I wonder. Did she make that choice because I made her think she didn't have one?
Will excuse's himself, leaving me to tend to her.
I sit next to Lily on her bed while her friend Lauren sleeps beside her. I push her hair behind her ear and she opens her eyes, attempting to keep them open.
"Emily?"
"Yeah, it's me."
"Why are you here?"
"Because Will told me what happened and I wanted to be here for you. I want to make sure you're okay."
"I don't believe you."
I'm surprised by her response, "Why wouldn't you?"
She opens her eyes fully, "I know your secret."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means I saw you and Maya. I know you don't love mom anymore."
She looks sad.
"I don't know what you saw but that's not true. As a matter of fact, you're mom and I are getting remarried. I said yes," I show her the ring, to remind her that she was a part of this decision.
She sits up on her elbow, "You're only marrying her to protect yourself."
"Lily, I don't know what you saw or what you think you saw but Angel and I are giving it another shot. We want to be the family we were supposed to be when I moved here."
"I'm not convinced Emily," she narrows her eyes.
"You don't have to be."
"Does mom know?"
"About what?"
"About what happened to me?"
"No."
"Are you going to tell her?"
"How 'bout I keep your secret if you keep what you think you saw to yourself."
She stares at me contemplating the severity of her actions weighing her options and finally she says…
"Okay."
She puts her head down and closes her eyes. I pull the covers up to her neck and leave her to sleep. I close the door and head to mine and Angel's bedroom. That's when reality hits. I fucked my wife's daughter and then told my wife 'I do' then fucked her daughter again all in the same day! Who the fuck am I! How could I do that! This is so fucked up! I pour myself a drink and step out onto the balcony and god dammit those words Maya said to me ruminate…
"I told you, I froze when I saw you on the balcony and I've wanted you ever since. And now that I have you—I'm not about to let you go."
Fuck me!
And then I remember those last few words she said to me before I left her, "Because you're in love with me."
Fuck!
How can I still be thinking about her when she's probably in Alison's bed by now! I slug my drink down and pour another. Fuck! I said 'I do' again to the same woman! But I didn't say it for the right reasons. I pour another. Damn it Maya! Still, I can't stop thinking about you! Still I want to leave here and fuck you! I pour another. How do you manage to have this hold over me! I pour another. All I see are the images of the two of us fucking, images I can't let go of! Those images I want to keep forever!
"Damn you Maya St. Germain!"
I throw my glass as far as I can over the balcony, and into the night. And when I look up at the moon, full and wondrous, I know there's some truth to what Lily said about me. I don't want to hurt anyone but by marrying Angel, am I hurting everyone?
I need to do this for the right reasons.
So please universe, give me a sign…
Angel POV
I check on Lily. She's sound asleep with Lauren next to her. I carefully close the door so as not to wake them. I quietly take off my shoes so my clicking heels won't disturb them and what I think will be a night to remember turns into a night I'd rather soon forget. Emily is passed out on the bed, an empty bottle on the nightstand. Wow. I had no idea marrying me again would make her feel the need to get wasted and pass out.
Am I missing something here?
I get undressed and try to put Emily in a more comfortable position. She doesn't wake up she just grunts a little. She'll have some hangover in the morning but I guess that serves her right. I mean, seriously, what could've caused her to drink so much…
I lie down on the bed next to her thinking about my grand gesture, a twenty thousand dollar grand gesture, the last of the cash Max DiLaurentis let me borrow. Now there's no more money, nothing to trace our connection to one another and he's gone, gone from this hotel and my life forever. Max is no longer viable in any way, shape, or form as far as my family or The Edgemont is concerned.
And just as I close my eyes, my cell phone rings.
"Hello? Alison?"
Seven o'clock the next morning at the Hospital…
Narrator POV
State's District Attorney James Kain is sitting in a chair talking to Max who is barely cognitive. He has a smirk on his face because he has Max right where he wants him.
"Survive. Oh, and you will survive. You're just too bad to die. You will survive and then—then I will convict you. You will burn in the electric chair or you will get a lethal injection. I personally hope you choose the electric chair. Oh, I've got you Max."
Max's eyelids flutter until they stay slightly open. He's listening.
"I've got you dead to rights."
Max is all bruised and battered with IVs in his arms and breathing tubes in his nose, he smiles a smile that says he will survive but there are others who may not…
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To Be Continued…
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