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"So where are we eating?" Alison asks as she follows the brunette out the doors into the parking lot.
"Well come with me and you will find out!" Emily says twirling her keys.
"I thought you brought your bike?" Alison asks in confusion when she doesn't see it any where.
"I had my assistant pick it up to be detailed and she dropped of the Jeep." She tells her as she walks toward her white Mercenary. She opens the passenger side door for the blonde with a smile.
"Thank you." She says as she blushes a bit as she climbs in.
"You are welcome. Emily says closing the door before she runs around to the drivers side and throws her gym bag in the back before sliding in.
"Nice ride by the way." Alison say as she buckles her seat belt.
"Wait till you hear the sound system." She says giddily as she turns the radio and scans through her mp3 player. When she finds the perfect song she turns it up and blast the bass as "Irreplaceable" blares.
They both are singing loudly as a few different Beyoncé songs play till they pull up to a small Chinese restaurant.
Emily runs around the car and opens the door for Alison and helps her get down from the seat. They head into the cute little restaurant and are meet at the front by a kind older lady. "Your normal table Ms. Fields?" She asks kindly.
"Please, also Marge you can call me Emily remember." She says with a big grin.
"Oh yes, sorry... Emily." She says as she picks up two menus and leads them to a quite booth near the back. "Can I start you lovely ladies off with anything?"
"Yes, could I get some saké and..." The brunette says looking at Alison.
"I will take some oolong tea please..." She says not looking at the brunette.
"I will be back in a few with your drinks." She tells them with a little nod.
"So you don't drink anymore?" Emily asks inquisitively.
Alison swallows nervously not making eye contact as she plays with something on the table. "N... Not really... just a glass of wine now and then."
Emily is about to ask something else when Marge came over with their drinks. "Here you are." She says as she sets the drinks down. "Are you ladies ready to order?"
"I am." The blonde says thankful for the distraction. "I'll have the vegetable lo mien please."
"And for you?" She asks Emily with a smile.
"I'll have the beef and broccoli." The brunette says handing her the menus with a kind smile.
"So are you ready for the next round of questions?" Alison says quickly before her drinking habits get brought back up.
"What do you want to know?" She asks wiggling her eyebrows. "Most tabloids like to write or should I say guess about my personal life."
"Are you saying that they are all lies?" The blonde asks raising her brow curiously.
"Not... all of them..." The swimmer says smugly.
"Which ones are real?!" Alison asks in a squeak.
"I've already told you, I don't kiss and tell." She says with a smirk as their food arrives.
"Enjoy!" Marge says with a smile.
"Thanks Marge." Emily says with a sweet smile.
"How does she know you so well?" Alison asks curiously.
"Marge owns this wonderful place and I happened to discover it one night about four years ago." She says as she takes a bite of her food.
"Nice." Alison says as she enjoys her food as well. "So shall we get on with the questions?"
"Fire away." Emily says as she sips her saké.
"What are your typical workouts like in the pool?" The blonde asks as she grabs her pen and notebook.
"I normally start by working on my form and strokes, followed by diving off the block, and push-offs."
"What are push-offs?" Alison asks inquisitively.
"They are basically when you push off the wall and you make a turn at the end of a lap."
"Got ya," She says scribbling some notes.
"I typically swim 100 to 200 laps everyday expect I try to take Saturdays off as my rest days." She says with a chuckle at rest, that's mostly when she parties truth be told
"So how many miles is that?" The blonde asks curiously.
"Six miles per 100 laps." She tells her as the blonde writes down a few other things.
"So six to twelve miles a day." She says sounding impressed. "How do you get ready for something big like the Olympics?"
"Well I have started tapering down my workouts, which means very little dry land training. I have also cut back on the intensity of my pool work outs."
"What about as you get closer to the big day?" She asks curiously.
"To be honest, I do not do anything that is too strenuous. I either have someone cook for me or I roll around in an office chair. I talk the elevator or an escalator and when I have to get around I use this awesome new toy I just got!" She says giggling like a kid on Christmas. "It's a hoverboard and it is the most fun thing to play with." She says with the goofiest grin on her face.
"I have never tried one of those." Alison says giggling at the childlike brunette.
"I'll let you have a go." She says with a flirty tone.
"I might have to take you up on that." The blonde says not missing the double entendre.
"You got any more questions for me?" Emily asks looking at her watch. She has a meeting with another brand who wants her to be their spokesperson but she really doesn't want to leave.
"Just one," She says seriously as she leans closer to the swimmer, "you let me win, didn't you..." Ali says with a knowing smile. "Just admit it."
"I might have... just a little." She says laughingly.
- x - x - x - x -
Alison got out of the shower and pulled her hair up into a loose ponytail as she put on some light make up. She slipped on some cut-off jean shorts and a vintage Red Hot Chili Peppers t-shirt. She had an appointment with her therapist in a bit so she headed downstairs to get some breakfast.
"Good morning mi amor!" The brunette says sweetly as Alison enters the kitchen.
"Morning babe." She tells her as she grabs a cup of coffee and a muffin.
She joins the photographer at the table and pecks her on the lips before sitting down. "So what are you up to today?"
Cam smiles, "I was thinking of having a lazy day, maybe binge watching some Netflix or..." She says suggestively, "spending the day in bed."
"That sounds like fun," The blonde says as she picks at the muffin. "I have an appointment with Rita and I have to leave in a few, so I can join you later!" She says with a smile.
"Sounds wonderful mi amor." Cam says as she sips on her coffee.
Camilla was getting comfortable on the couch when her phone started ringing. She picked it up and say that it was Miranda.
"Hey Miranda." She says in a chipper tone.
"Hey, I need a huge, huge favor if you aren't too busy. I know its suppose to be your day off and all." She says in a rush.
"It's no big deal, Ali isn't even home and I was only going to watch some trashy TV. Whatcha need?"
"I need you to take the pictures for the Olympic spread toady. This is our only chance to get some candid shots at her house, you know her natural habitat and all that." She says with a giggle.
"Send me the address and I will head that way." Cam says excitedly, candid shoots are always one of her favorites. She likes to capture real emotions and moments.
Emily was so happy to be back at home, even if it was only for a few days. The contractor wanted her to see the new kitchen and pool areas before the started the master and the other three bedrooms. She absolutely was in love with infinity pool that was up on a hill overlooking the ocean and the amazing pool house that was mostly picture windows. The inspiration for the house was derived from Farnsworth House that the contractor Tony, had showed the swimmer. She fell in love with the clean lines and the modern style.
She was waiting for the photographer that her assistant Gabby had talked her into letting take pictures of her in the new pool and house. Gabby had picked out several different suits and a few bikinis for the shoot. She was even able to talk a few of the swimmers team mates to hang out for some pictures of a pool party.
She put on a neon orange bikini with black trim that accented her mocha skin and gave herself a once over. Not bad. She thinks with a smile.
She walks out to the pool area and all eyes are on her, she makes her way toward Gabby so she could meet this rising star photographer who was a lesbian which was always a plus.
"Hey, this is Camilla De la Cruz." Gabby says as the brunette turns and holds back a gasp."
"Ni-Nice to meet you." She says in shock.
"You too. Wow we could practically be twins!" The swimmer says with a small laugh.
"Yea..." She says feeling betrayed, why didn't Alison say anything.
"Alright... Let's get this shoot started, shall we?" Gabby says noticing the change in Camilla's demeanor.
They started in the pool with a couple of the models hanging off Emily at the insistence of her pr team. Not that Emily was complaining in the least bit, she was actually really enjoying it. As Camilla starts taking pictures Emily beings working her charm on some of the models. Girls posing with their arms around the toned swimmers body turned into lingering touches and flirtatious giggles.
"So which one of you beauties would like to stay for some extracurricular activities later?" She asks the two blondes that had been hang all over her for most of the photo shoot.
Camilla tried to keep her mouth shut and just take photos but It was kind of unnerving how much one of them looked like Ali. When she couldn't take any more she spoke up. "How about I get a few of Emily in her renovated kitchen?" She ask trying to sound nonchalant.
"Uh... sure." Gabby says looking over at Emily playing around in the pool with the blondes. "What do you say Em?"
"Huh?" She asks while the Ali look alike kisses her neck.
"A change of location for some pictures, like in your new kitchen?" Her assistant says like she is talking to a child.
"Fine..." Emily says rolling her eyes as she swims to the side of the pool and pulls herself out her muscles glistening and rippling.
"Put on the Kayat suit." She tells the swimmer as she passes her.
"Yes... mother..." She says under her breath.
Camilla rolls her eyes, of course Alison first love had too be stunning and athletic. "I'll just go setup in the kitchen." She tells Gabby as she packs up her equipment to move it.
As Camilla finishes setting up the camera and lights Emily makes her way in a gold double breast suit that dips down between her breasts.
"Where do you want me?" She asks coyly with a smirk.
"Your reputation really does proceed you.." Camilla says in frustration.
"What is that suppose to mean?!" The swimmer asks with her hands on her hips.
"Nothing... You just really are a player..." She says casually.
"When you got the looks! You could have anyone you want." She says raising her eyebrow at the photographer. "Why not take advantage of it while you can?!" She says with an incredulous smirk.
"Because I love my girlfriend!" She states matter-of-factly. "Not that you would understand."
"Excuse me?" The brunette practically screams feeling her temper start to boil.
"Like you have ever loved anyone..." She scoffs.
"As a matter of fact I actually have... thank you very much!" She hiss through clenched teeth, her fist bawling up at her sides.
"Really?! Someone besides yourself!?" Camilla says her temper getting the better of her.
"Yes if you must know... she was my first and only love." The swimmer says brokenly.
"What happened?" She asks feeling slightly bad for her earlier comment.
"She's straight... rule number one, don't fall for a start girl!" She says with a bitter edge to her laugh. "That's why I decided not to do relationships anymore... someone always gets hurt."
"That's a little pessimistic... don't you think?" The photographer says as prepares to start taking some shots.
"No... I like to think of it as being a realist." The swimmer says jadedly.
"Alright... I'll have you sit at the island and I will take a few shoots and then a few in the breakfast nook." She says as she takes a few candid shots.
- x - x - x - x -
Alison left her appointment feeling pretty optimistic with the strides she had made over the past few sessions. Her self destructive behaviors and impulsive nature seemed to be contained which made her feel in control which also helped with her narcissistic tendencies.
She was looking forward to lounging on the couch with Cam and binge watching some Netflix as she drove towards their apartment. She was making her way through the parking lot when she noticed that Camilla's car was missing. Not think much about it as they both got called out for last minute interviews and photo shoots it was pretty common in their lines of work, Alison went inside to make some lunch. She changed into a comfy tee and some booty shorts before making soup and grilled paninis as she dances to some music as she cooks.
Camilla walks in feeling somewhat defeated after spending a few hours with the illustrious Emily Fields. As she was packing up to leave the blonde that looked remarkable like Alison was hanging off of every-fucking word the swimmer had to say, it was nauseating to say the least. She sets her camera bag down and heads toward the sounds of Million Reasons playing from the kitchen. Alison is dancing as she sings oblivious to the eyes on her till she turns to set one of the sandwiches on the plate. She smiles at the brunette as she slides the plate towards her, "How was your day beautiful?" She asks with a grin.
"Oh you know... pretty good. I went to take some photos for that big article you have been working on for the last two weeks!" She says trying to keep her temper in check.
"I w-was going to tell you..." Alison moves around the island, "Let me explain... please?!" She asks reaching out to touch her.
"Don't..." She says through clenched teeth, she can feel her temper boiling just under the surface begging to unleash. "Ella podría ser mi jodido gemelo, ¿por qué no me lo dijiste antes?" "Esto es jodidamente ridículo." "Soy un idiota todo este tiempo." "¿Qué demonios estaba pensando?" "Probablemente se ha estado riendo de mí en todas partes, mierda, he sido nada paciente con usted y todo lo que tengo es escupir y tomar ventaja!"
"Babe..." The blonde tries, "English... please." She says imploringly.
"You must think I'm stupid!" The fiery brunette say angrily.
"I don't think you are stupid at all!" Alison yells in frustration. "She's my past... you are my present and future..." She says in a pleading tone.
"You said yes to dating me because I remind you of her... didn't you?" She asks brokenly.
Alison looks shocked as she tries to find words to explain, "N-No... that wasn't-"
"Alison Lauren DiLaurentis don't you fucking lie to me!" Camilla lash out, not wanting to hear her excuses.
"Maybe a little... at first..." She says looking down feeling ashamed.
"Hijo de puta!" She rages before asking dejectedly, "was I just a fill in for her? Something to bide your time till she came back?!" The hurt was evident on her face.
"No baby..." Alison tells her as she steps closer.
"Was any of our relationship real?" She asks looking in her blue eyes for something.
"It was... too me..." Alison says almost begging.
"Do you still have feelings for her?!" She asks the blonde afraid to hear the answer.
Alison stands frozen, not sure what to say or how to answer. Should she lie? She opens her mouth and nothing comes out.
"I guess that answers that!" She says disgusted as she takes a calming breath. "I... I think we both just need some time, to think and space..." Camilla says fighting back tears.
"Are... are you leaving me?!" The blonde says fear rising up in her voice.
"I think we should...should maybe take a break or something..." The brunette says here green eyes tumultuous.
"Cam please..." The blonde pleads.
"I-I think I should go stay with my parents in Madrid for awhile." She says resolutely.
"Baby... you don't have to do that... this is your home too!" Alison says trying to hold back her tears.
"I need somewhere to think... and get away for awhile..."
"When are you coming back... home?!" She asks her voice breaking.
"I'm not sure..." She mumbles "but I need to pack..." She says as she walks down the hall to the master bedroom.
Alison follows her down the hall, "please don't leave! We can work this out."
Camilla turns around with a stern look, "Tell me you don't love her!"
"I-I... don't!" Alison says stumbling over her words.
The brunette looks absolutely defeated as something passed behind her green eyes. "You need to figure out your feelings... why you can't say you love me?!" She says desperately.
"You know I do..." Alison says pleadingly.
"YOU don't every-fucking say it Alison!" She says her temper flaring.
"I have said-"
"No you don't! You always say me too or change the subject..." She says as tears threaten to fall. "I'm done..." She says taking a deep breath before she continues, "Until you figure out what you want." She grabs her packed bags and heads toward the front door grabbing her keys as she reaches to open the door.
"Please... don't leave..." The blonde says with tears running down her cheeks.
"I-I have to..." Camilla says as she opens the door and walks out closing it with a thud.
Alison stands there feeling her world crumbling around her, all her control slipping through her fingers. Talking a deep breath she grabs her purse and keys before heading out of the apartment.
A/N All Spanish was used with google translate as I speak very little of the language so sorry for any errors in wordage and such. Below is the English version of what Cam said.
She could be my fucking twin, why didn't you tell me before. This is fucking ridiculous I am such an idiot all this time. Fuck! What the hell was I thinking? You two were probably fucking laughing at me the whole time. You know what fuck you! I have been nothing but patient with you and all I get is spit on and taken advantage of!