Meh. I feel like people are going to hate this chapter. It's Cece going too far, and Alison finally breaking in front of Emily. Oh well, to make up for it I posted the next chapter too- filled with Emison getting the cuteness they deserve, before they get dirty in the chapter after that. Enjoy.

The next morning, Emily avoided the girls. She sat with Ben at lunch, and she didn't meet them at their lockers. If any of them approached her, she scurried off quickly.

When Aria asked Ali if she knew what was up with Emily, Ali just snapped with a "why the hell would I know?" and Hanna glared at her knowingly.

After school, Emily went to swim practice. She was alone in the locker room when someone grabbed her arm and startled her. She turned around to see Ben, and she gasped in relief.

"Ben, you scared me," she said. He grinned.

"I just wanted to see you," he said as he kissed her but she pushed him off quickly.

"Ben I'm not in the mood," she said but he kept at it.

"Ben seriously, stop," she tried.

"Come on Em, lighten up," he said trying to feel her up as she squirmed uncomfortably, and protested some more. She began to panic until she heard another voice.

"She said stop, asshole."

Emily would recognize that icy voice anywhere. It was hardly ever used on her. Before she realized it, tiny hands had angrily pulled Ben off, and swung at his nose and broke it as he cried out in pain.

"Are you fucking psycho?" he yelled angrily.

"Probably," Alison said smirking. "But if you tell anyone what just happened, I'll tell them all that you were trying to rape Em. Got it?"

"She's my girlfriend!"

"Yeah well she deserves someone way better than you. Someone who wouldn't force her into doing something she doesn't want to do. And I swear if you ever do that again, I will make your life hell."

Ben just nodded furiously and ran off. As soon as he disappeared, Ali's face crumbled to nervousness as she finally looked at Em.

"Em, look, will you please talk to me," she said quietly.

Emily steadied herself and tried to steady her voice.

"Thank you Ali," she said, "but I have to go to practice."

And Em rushed out leaving Ali alone again.

X

Ali went to bed early that night as she wasn't in the mood to deal with anybody. Depressed and alone, she took some Nyquil around 7:30. But around ten, another body slid into bed with her and started touching her lightly. Ali woke up in a daze as a series of kisses were pressed up her jawline. Her eyes fluttered open to see her older blonde nightmare kissing her. She instantly began to struggle and Cece laughed humorlessly.

"I love it when you struggle," Cece sneered as she kissed Ali, and let her hand slip over Ali's panties. "I didn't realize your bedtime was so early."

"Cece stop," she begged. Cece had always touched her but never down there.

Cece refused to listen as she grabbed handcuffs she had brought and snapped them down over Ali's wrists and snapped the other end around Ali's headboard, leaving the blonde totally helpless.

"Cece stop," Ali cried agains.

"You're going to love this," Cece said as she ran her thumbs over Ali's tits and watched in delight as Ali's nipples strained against her tight sleeping shirt. "Seems like you already are. God I love when you don't wear a bra."

"Please, don't," Ali choked out a cry between whimpers.

"Let's play a game," Cece whispered in Ali's ear as her hot breath sent unwanted pleasure straight to Ali's core. "If you're not wet, I'll leave."

"Cece no," Ali protested weakly as Cece pressed her thigh harder against Ali's center and Ali let out a loud moan as Cece dragged her mouth down Ali's neck and bit hard before licking. Cece's hands shoved Ali's shirt up and she fixed her mouth on one of Ali's nipples, her warm lips sucking and her tongue flicking across as she pinched the other one. Ali's back arched up as a moan escaped her parted lips and Cece snaked back up and captured her lower lip between her own and sucked. Cece pulled back as lust was written all over Ali's face and she reached down and shoved Ali's flimsy panties aside to rub Ali's wet pussy, her fingers instantly becoming slick.

"Oops, looks like you're wet," Cece said innocently.

"Please Cece, just leave me alone," Ali cried but she moaned as Cece's fingers brushed her clit and she bucked her hips up to grind against her fingers.

"I'm not leaving til I make you cum," Cece said with a crazy glint in her eyes.

Ali whimpered and tried to shrink away but Cece slipped a finger inside her and Ali's eyes slammed shut as she bit her lip too hard trying to hold back a loud groan.

"Good girl," Cece whispered and slipped another finger in and pumped in and out as Ali writhed beneath her. As Ali came, dread and pleasure simultaneously filled her and she watched as Cece smirked while she cried out something between a sob and a moan. When it was over, she lay there, flustered and panting, and Cece just laughed.

"You're much more fun when you behave," Cece said with a sick smile and caressed Ali's face as the girl tried to turn away form her and let her tears fall.

"Should I leave you here for Jason to find you like this?" Cece teased.

"Cece let me go," Ali demanded with tears.

"Fine," Cece rolled her eyes. She undid the handcuffs and Ali pulled her hands to her body, rubbing her wrists. "I heard Emily found out what a slut you are."

Alison saw red. She flew at Cece and grabbed her neck angrily as she tried to squeeze but Cece shook her off and threw her backwards on the bed before slapping her sharply across the face drawing blood as her nails tore at Ali's cheek. She grabbed Ali's shirt and pulled Ali close as she ripped it.

"Don't forget who just made you cum, bitch," Cece snarled, and then she walked out without another word.

X

"All I'm saying Em is that Ali seemed really upset just now," Aria said over the phone.

"Aria-"

"No really Em, you know how much she loves when I invite her over to watch my Friends DVDs, I even offered her froyo and all she said was no thanks and that she was going to sleep," Aria continued.

"So?"

"Em it was six thirty. Who says they're going to bed at six thirty?"

"I don't know, apparently Ali-"

"Em did something happen? Hanna keeps saying she's worried about you but she won't say why."

"Nothing happened."

"Maybe you should go check on Ali, see what's up?"

Emily sighed knowing she'd been avoiding the blonde all week. So she hung up with Aria and made her way over to the DiLaurentis house. As she entered through the the back door, she saw a blonde head exiting the front door.

"Ali?" she said softly. But the blonde turned around and it was Cece Drake, Jason's fuck buddy or whatever she was.

"Oh hey Emily," Cece said with a fake smile that Emily could see right through. "Ali's upstairs."

"Is she sleeping? I don't want to wake her up, She doesn't know I'm here."

"Oh she's definitely not sleeping," Cece said with a sly smile. Emily looked confused. "You should go say hi, I'm sure she's dying to see you."

Emily nodded and thanked Cece before running upstairs. Ali's door was open a crack, and she pushed it open slowly and walked in, the floorboards creaking. She heard a foreign noise…was Alison crying? She was lying in bed, with her back towards Emily.

"Cece just leave me alone already!" Ali said in a small voice as she continued to cry.

Emily stared in shock, Ali looked so small and weak curled up and sobbing.

"Didn't you already get what you came for? Get out!" Ali yelled.

"Ali, it's me," Emily whispered and Alison's body froze, her eyes suddenly wide in panic.

"Em, you need to leave right now," Ali said but her voice wasn't mean, it was scared.

"Ali what's going on? I saw Cece leaving, she said you'd be happy to see me," Emily said confused. Ali let out a bitter laugh to herself. Emily walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, unsure of what to do.

"Just get out of here Em," Ali said again.

"I came over to talk," Emily tried.

"Yeah well I don't want to talk right now," Ali said bluntly.

"Well I do," Emily said grabbing Ali's arm and pulling her so she flipped over and she gasped as she saw Ali's torn shirt and Ali's face. There was a thin line on her cheek with blood trickling out, and Ali's eyes were puffy and empty, her hair a mess. Ali's lips were swollen and her neck had bruises all over it.

"What happened to you?" Emily asked staring in shock.

"Now you care?" Ali asked, accusing as she scrambled off the bed trying to put space between her and Emily. She didn't want the swimmer to examine her face that closely. But as she stood up she saw Emily's eyes fly to her center and she saw that her underwear was all messed up, pushed aside slightly revealing her bare pussy and she just scoffed as she turned around.

"Why did you lie to Aria?" Emily asked trying to shove down her lust as Ali slipped on a pair of shorts.

"What are you talking about?" Ali snapped, not wanting to face the whole ordeal.

"She said you told her you were going to sleep, at six thirty," Emily said with narrowed eyes.

"Why does everyone think I'm fucking lying," Ali growled. "I was telling the truth. I went to bed because I was upset. I saved you from your primate of a boyfriend and you still ran away from me. Admit it Emily, you agree with everyone else. You think I'm a cold hearted bitch who's a slut and you came here to yell at me."

"Ali I-"

"Well I don't want to hear it okay!" Ali yelled as tears she didn't know she had started to slowly escape and she saw Emily's warm brown eyes soften. "If I didn't care about you, I would never have looked for you after school, and I wouldn't have interfered with you and Ben."

"I don't understand-"

"What don't you understand?!" Alison said, twitching with embarrassment at how Emily was looking at her with such pity. "You're the only good thing in my life Em. And when you told me you were done with me yesterday…"

Ali couldn't even finish.

"Ali…I think we both know that you know how…I…feel about you, even Hanna knows how I'm…confused, as she says. And then I walked in on you getting it on with Ian after you said you didn't sleep with Noel and then you tried to jump me in the school bathroom and-"

"I know how it seems Em," Ali whispered in a broken voice. "But it's not what it looks like. Please believe me."

Those last three words really pierced Emily's heart and she softened her stare.

"Okay, then what is it?"

But instead of speaking, Ali just walked forward and buried her face in Emily's shoulder as she cried, her tiny body shaking with quiet sobs. "Please don't leave," Ali managed to get out.

"I'm not leaving," Emily whispered, still shocked. "I promise I'm not leaving."

X

Emily woke up slightly confused until she realized she was in Alison's bed. She couldn't find the blonde for a few seconds before she saw Alison sitting in the perch by her window staring outside.

"Ali what time is it?" Emily asked groggily, light barely filtering in from outside.

"Too early for you to be awake," Ali said in a hushed voice as she stood up and padded over to Emily. "Good morning beautiful."

Emily's sleepy eyes fluttered as a goofy smile formed on her face. Ali smiled softly. The swimmer was so innocent, so good. She leaned down and kissed her softly, enjoying how Emily's lips felt on hers. They weren't harsh or fighting her, they were just still and smiling.

Ali pulled back, and Emily pouted at the loss of contact which made Ali giggle.

"My sweet Emily," she whispered as she crawled into bed and lay her head on Emily's chest. She hadn't slept all night, but as her eyes drooped shut she finally felt safe with her head resting on Emily's chest.

When Emily woke up later, she felt a heavy weight on her and she realized Ali was draped across her, her hand gripping Emily's shirt in a bunch.

Emily wasn't sure what compelled her (it was everything in that moment) but she tilted her head down and very gently kissed the top of Ali's head. Ali seemed to register it because she sighed contentedly and nuzzled her head into the crook of Emily's neck.

"Are you awake?" Emily whispered softly.

"Shhh, sleepy," Alison mumbled as she pressed a soft innocent kiss to Emily's neck which made Emily tense up for a moment before she willed herself to relax.

Emily laid in bed for a while enjoying Ali's presence until the blonde began to stir.

"What time is it Em?" she mumbled as she stretched her legs out before curling them back around the swimmer.

"Probably noon," Emily said chuckling as Ali's forehead wrinkled.

"Can we go get lunch?" Ali asked with sleepy eyes as she lifted her head up and leaned over Em, their noses brushing. Emily looked in a daze as she stared at Ali who smiled warmly at her and gave her a kiss before pushing herself up off the bed and stretching. Emily just stared as she watched Ali's shirt rise, her bare skin exposed.

"Sure," the swimmer replied, her mouth dry. She was still trying to wrap her head around what was going on. Last night was troubling, to put it tamely. Now this felt very dream like to her, never before had she woken up to this sweet genuine Alison. She honestly wasn't sure that this side of Ali could exist for more than a short period of time, yet Ali was throwing all sorts of surprises her way lately.

While Ali rummaged through her drawers for clothes, Emily got up and took her shirt off. "Can I borrow a shirt? I wore this yesterday," Em said frowning as she thought to how she wished she brought deodorant with her.

"Yeah Em, you can borrow anything you want," Ali said turning around and her mouth opened slightly as her voice trailed off at the end. Emily was absolutely beautiful, and she had no idea. Her tan lean body was lacking any fat and was toned in all the right places.

Emily nodded quickly as she saw Ali staring at her for a moment before hastily going back to looking through her drawers. As soon as she found one of her favorite hoodies that Ali always let her borrow, she slipped it on and sat back down on Ali's bed.

Ali emerged from her closet in a sweater and jeans as she smiled at Emily.

"Ready?" Alison asked rhetorically as she turned towards the door.

"Wait, Ali," Emily said gently not moving. "What happened last night? Are we going to talk about it?"

Ali frowned. She knew sooner or later she would have to give Emily some sort of explanation, but she was nowhere near ready to explain the truth to Emily. It was frightening her to be this genuine at all to Emily, but she came to the conclusion when she was up all last night that she had to swallow her pride and face her fears of her feelings or she'd lose the swimmer for good. She'd never seen Emily so angry and betrayed as she had been that day she saw Ian forcing himself on her. If only the swimmer knew the truth.

"It's complicated, Emily," Ali said gently.

"We are complicated," Emily corrected her but she seemed to be trying to remind herself. Ali could see a mental protective wall going up, and the last thing she wanted was for Emily to doubt her.

"Yes, we are complicated," Ali said as she walked towards Emily and lightly brushed the tan girl's hair behind her ear. "But I don't want to lose you. Give me some time okay?"

"Time to what, Ali?"

"Time to open up, to be comfortable, to not be afraid anymore."

"Do I make you uncomfortable?" Emily asked in a small voice.

"No, no you could never," Ali reassured quickly as she grabbed Emily's hands. "I meant to be comfortable with myself and my feelings and my problems."

"Feelings?"

"It's complicated, Em. Just give me time okay? I promise, I'll try harder."

Ali stared at her with twinkling blue eyes and a smile radiating what the swimmer could only guess was hope. Emily nodded and squeezed Ali's hands comfortingly before pulling the blonde down for a hug.

"Thank you," Ali whispered with a smile and felt Emily smiling into her neck. The relief was temporary, but Emily was enough to keep the terrifying real life nightmares at bay. Cece Drake might have tried to break her, but at least she hadn't really lost the one good thing in her life.