AN: I am so thrilled with all of your responses to this story. To the review who liked the idea of Alison with another woman I thought it would be an interesting new twist to show Alison as a bisexual not just "gay for Emily". I am going to try to update this story at least weekly. Please give me a quick review and let me know what you all think. I love to hear your opinions, ideas, and thoughts they mean the world to me!
As Alison drives back to her office she debates whether to call her therapist Rita or if she should just get a drink at the bar. She pulls into the parking lot and takes a few deep breathes before getting out of the car.
As she walks through the doors the receptionist smiles warmly, "Miranda would like to see you in her office."
"Thanks Avery." Alison says with a sinking feeling in her stomach.
She makes her way down the long hallway to her boss' office and gently knocks on the door, then she hears, "Come in!"
Alison pulls the door open and sits in the chair across from her boss who is in her mid-forties with bleached blonde haired and sparkling green eyes.
"So do you want to tell me what happened today?" She asks in a kind tone.
Alison swallows nervously, "What have you heard?"
"I would like to hear your side first." She says leaning forward in her seat a little.
"Emily Fields and I use to know each other and we didn't part on the best of terms." Alison says putting it delicately.
"Do you think you can put all that behind you and write this piece?" Miranda asks gauging her response.
"Yes, I believe that I can." She says as she nods.
"I hope so because this is a huge opportunity for you as a writer to get your name out there. Also I chose you for your way with words so please don't let me down." She says with a smile.
Alison looks at her with concern, "What did Emily say to you?"
"Actually it was her assistant that called; she and I agreed after talking at length that you are the best writer for the job. I sent her a few of your current pieces and she loved them." She says with a kind smile. "We set up a meeting tomorrow over coffee, so I liked to have a draft of the first piece by the end of the week."
"Will do... thanks Miranda." Alison says as she stands to leave.
"I'm counting on you; she is rumored to be the best swimmer since Michael Phelps so we need to get in on the ground floor." She says as she finishes up some things on her computer.
Alison makes her way to her office and closes the door for some privacy. She sits down at her desk and opens her computer before typing Emily Fields into the Google search bar. The first few listings are for Facebook, Instagram, and other social media sites, as she scrolls a little further she finds an article in one of the school papers from Pepperdine.
Emily Fields, 21 is the most promising swimmer from the Waves, the women's team this year and has placed first in every race she has participated in thus far. Her times have broken nearly every previous record set since the induction of the women's swim team in 1937. At this rate she could be a contender for the Olympics in three years…
There was also a picture of Emily diving off the block, all her muscles stretched out and looking beautiful as usual. She scrolls a little further and finds another article from a small town rag magazine.
Olympic hopeful Emily Fields spotted with another bombshell outside a nightclub. The two were said to be getting cozy on the dance floor and making out. She seems to leave a trail of broken hearts where ever she goes. Her reputation of a being a player precedes as well.
There are a few pictures along with the article, the photos look like they were snapped from a phones crappy camera. One is of a blonde dancing up on Emily as she has her hands on her hips and the other is of the same blonde pressed against the side of a building with the brunette's head buried in her neck.
What had happened to Emily? Last she had heard her and Paige had left to Pepperdine together to rebuild their relationship after everything had fallen apart. She and Emily had dated briefly before shit hit the fan with A and everyone had turned on her. And after all the terrible things she had done she decided to leave town after Charlotte had been taken to Radley and never looked back.
She moved to Massachusetts and attended Emerson in Boston and started going to intensive therapy where she was diagnosed with narcissistic personality disorder and major depression. The whole four years she lived in Boston she regularly went to sessions with her first therapist Stacy and a psychiatrist who put her on Lithium. At first it took almost a year before Alison was actually willing to talk openly and honestly with her. After learning to self regulate and not form relationships based on what that person could do for her, Alison had meet Camilla in one of her creative writing classes. It was her senior year and the brunette had pursued her relentlessly and she had to admit she liked it. Camilla was Irish and Spanish with the most piercing green eyes and the kindest hearted person besides Emily that Alison had every meet. She had a fiery temper and is very passionate and didn't let Alison get away with manipulating her. She had gone to several appointments when they first got together to help her understand what made Alison tick.
After graduating with honors from Emerson, Alison was offered a paid internship at a prominent sports magazine in California along with Camilla for her amazing photography. At first she was going to turn it down out of fear of having to leave Stacy behind after all the hard work they had gone through together. After long talks with Camilla and Stacy about options and weighing the pros and cons she decided to take the job. Stacy had referred her to an old colleague who she highly trusted and with Alison's permission had sent all her notes and findings to her so she could look them over. Rita had agreed to take her on as a patient and after a small adjustment period she was able to keep making progress. She worked her way up from the bottom over the next year and got a few pieces here and there that were so well received that she was given this career making opportunity to follow a swimmer through their journey in the Olympics.
There was a tentative knock at her door that pulls her out of her thoughts. "Come in!"
Avery opens the door to peak in, "Hey everyone has left for the day, I didn't know if you were staying for a while?"
"I was just packing up." She says as she shuts her laptop and slides it back in her bag. "I'll walk out with you." She says with a forced smile.
They make their way out the door and Avery locks up before they head to the parking lot.
"Have a goodnight Ali and tell Cam I said hi!" Avery says with a smile as she unlocks her bright yellow VW Beetle.
"You too and I will tell her." Alison says as she makes her way to her black Honda Fit.
She decides to stop at a small bar near their apartment for a quick drink to calm her nerves.
She sits at the bar and a young redhead bartender makes his way over, "What can I get you gorgeous?"He asks waggling his eyebrow.
"You can get me a whiskey and I have a fucking girlfriend!" She says snipping at him.
"Alright… One whiskey." He says his face turning a bit red as he fills a glass and slides it to her.
"Thanks." She says trying to soften her tone. It's not his fault she had a bad day but she was just so tired of being hit on.
She sipped on her drink for a bit till she noticed that it was almost ten and Camilla was probably already home and worried. She took one last drink and set a five on the bar before heading out the door.
As she pulls into her apartments parking lot she sees Camilla's Focus parked in one of their spots and she pulls in next to it. She grabs her bag and slams the door shut and sets the alarm before heading up the steps to their apartment.
Camilla can tell something is bothering Alison as she walks through the door. "How was it?"
"Huh… Oh it was fine." Alison says as she sets her bag on the table by the door.
What took you so long sweetie?" She asks as Alison walks into the living room.
"I had a few things to finish up at the office and lost track of the time." She says uneasy as Camilla walks up to her and kisses her.
"Have you been drinking?" She asks in concern, with Alison's medicine it can be dangerous to mix it with alcohol.
"No." She says simply.
"Alison…" She says sternly she has learned Alison little tells. "Please don't lie to me."
"Fuck you! I don't want to fucking talk about it!" She says harshly.
"Fine." Camilla says barely fazed, she has gotten use to Alison's outburst over the past year that they have lived together.
Alison is hit with an intense wave of regret as she looks at her girlfriend. "I'm sorry Cam…" she says tears brimming her eyes, "you didn't deserve that." She says as she steps closer and pulls her into a hug.
"I accept your apology." She says as she kisses the blonde softly. Rita had told her to say that instead of its okay because the behavior was not okay but Alison was trying her hardest to change it. "Do you want to talk about it later?"
"It's just the swimmer I have to follow around… is Emily…" She murmurs.
"Oh…" Camilla says in shock not really knowing what else to say.
"Yeah…" Alison says frustrated.
"S-So, what happened I thought you were meeting a Gabby something?" She asks her curiosity getting the better of her.
"Yeah… well apparently that is her assistants name and she is the one who setup the whole thing." Alison says still feeling angry because of the whole situation.
"How did she react?" Camilla asks cautiously.
"It wasn't pretty; I lost my temper when she said she would have turned down the article if her assistant would have told her I was the one writing the article!" She says feeling her temper flaring up but desperately trying to keep it in check.
"What did Miranda say about all of this?" She asks in concern.
"She talked to Gabby and after talking at length and reading some of my previous work, they both agree I should write the piece." Alison says sounding a little defeated.
"How do you feel about it, mi amor?"She asks pulling the blonde down to sit on the couch.
Alison let's Camilla pull her down and she wraps her arms around the blonde. "This could be our big break Cam!" She says laying her head on the brunette's shoulder. "We could get you your own studio!" She says as she kisses the nape of her neck.
"That would be wonderful." She says with a small smile. "When do you have to see her again?" She asks worriedly.
"Tomorrow… Miranda and her assistant set it up; we are meeting at a little coffee shop." Alison says with dread in her voice.
"Do you need me to come with you?" Camilla asks sincerely.
"Don't you have that meeting with Nike to finalize the layout?" She asks sitting up to look at Camilla's bright green eyes.
"Yeah but I can reschedule it if you need me to." She says locking eyes with Ali's ocean blues.
"Thanks babe but I can handle it." She says sounding surer than she feels.
"I trust you mi amor, just promise me one thing?" Camilla asks with a soft smile.
"And what would that be?" Alison asks with sly smile.
"If you feel like you need to get a drink, please call me first." She asks imploringly.
"Alright…" She relents as she pulls her in for a delicate kiss.
Camilla brings their lips together as she pushes Alison back onto the couch and straddles her hips. "Have I told you how sexy you are?" She says as she hovers over the blonde.
Alison pretends to think as she smiles, "It's been a while…" She says playfully.
The brunette kisses her passionately as Alison moans at the feel of Camilla's wondering hands on her skin.
Alison had rolled away from her and was trying to calm her racing heart, she had told Emily the whole truth. About how her feelings weren't one sided and that all those kisses weren't for practice.
"Ali?" Emily asks tentatively, "Are you asleep?"
Alison takes a deep breath before she rolls over and readjusts herself onto the pillow Emily was resting on. Her azure eyes meet Emily's searching browns as the brunette leans forward and captures her lips in a tender chaste kiss. They lock eyes as Emily brings her hand to cup Alison's face as she kisses the blonde more passionately. As the break apart Alison wraps her arm around the brunette's waist as the kiss deepens. Alison gently pushes Emily back as she kisses her deeply and slides up the brunette's tank top to explore her tanned skin. Emily knots her fingers in the blonde's tresses as she moans at the feel of Alison's hands on her skin. Alison starts sucking at her pulse point as the brunette shudders and the blondes hands start to wonder down Emily's tan skin again. She runs her nails across the brunette's stomach enjoying the way her muscles twitch and flex under her touch. Alison pulls on the hem of Emily's tank top and Emily sits up so she can ease the fabric off. After exposing her perfect breast, Alison looks into the brunette's eyes which are almost black with want seeking permission. Emily bites her lip as their eyes connect and she nods as Alison brings her mouth down onto her breast and teases the brunette's nipple with her tongue causing the most unbelievably sexy sounds to come from her lips. She uses her hand to roll Emily's neglected nipple between her fingers before switching and worshiping it with her mouth. The blonde loops her fingers around Emily's shorts and panties as she slides them down her toned legs. She gently lies over the brunette and their eyes meet as Alison gently runs her finger through her velvety folds and Emily moans as their lips crash together.