Alison finally somehow slipped her hand out from the handcuff, she was in a complete panic mode and her face was red, her wrists were beaten up and bruised, a little bit of blood on them due to pulling so hard on the handcuffs to free herself. She was happy that Emily came to her rescue, though she quickly ran out of the warehouse yelling in an angry tone. "I'll get you for this you crazy bitch!"
Emily ran over to Alison once she'd noticed that the blonde had freed herself. She pulled Alison into her arms and held her tightly. "Ali...your wrists..." Emily whispered softly, trying to find something to wrap them in. The brunette ran after Alison once the blonde had pulled out of her embrace and tried to catch up to her. "Alison, what...who did this to you?" Emily spoke through clenched teeth, clearly pissed at the way she'd found Alison. It almost killed her to see Alison so beaten and damaged.
"She'll pay for it." Alison mumbled and then threw her hands in the air and dropped them. The blonde looked down at her wrists and then held them in pain. The way she had slipped out of her handcuffs. She didn't even bother speaking to Emily; she was too upset with the situation that had just happened. Being in a confined area against her will was one of the worst things that could happen to her.
"Sshh, we'll deal with that later." Emily tried her best to console the blonde. Everything was spiraling out of control and she didn't know what to do. Luckily Emily knew how to take care of minor wounds. She looked around for some cloth but when she couldn't find any, she grabbed her old Rosewood Sharks sweats from which thankfully were torn and worn out. She ripped off enough to wrap Alison's wrists, bandaging them as best she could.
"Don't touch me." Alison screamed out and backed away from Emily her eyes as wide as they could go. She didn't want to be touched by anyone right now, especially since Jenna had her practically tied up. Even though the other brunette didn't physically harm her, she needed space and at the same time, she wanted to be near Emily. Her mind was clouded by so many things.
"I...I'm sorry." Emily whispered out, not sure what else to do. Luckily she'd managed to finish bandaging her wrists before she flinched away. Emily ran a hand through her hair, looking over Alison to make sure there weren't anymore serious injuries. "Come on, let's just get you back to the beach house, okay?"
Alison silently walked over to the car and sat inside. She buckled the seat belt and turned to face outside. Even though the situation wasn't as bad as it could have been, the blonde was scarred. She refused to tell Emily who had kidnapped her and taken her from the beach, not wanting her to get too involved in this whole charade.
Emily got into the drivers seat and typed in the address to get back to the beach house into her gps. She knew Alison was completely shaken up so she didn't push her, though she had several questions running through her mind. The girls had begun to suspect that Alison was -A but Emily couldn't believe it. She'd been in shock since the moment she'd seen that lair. It had to be Jason's or something, Emily reasoned. She desperately wanted answers especially to who had hurt the blonde beside her. "I'm glad you're safe." Emily whispered softly as she drove.
After a few minutes of complete silence, Alison turned to Emily and took small yet panicked breaths. "How exactly did you find me Em? This place isn't really obvious." The blonde questioned the brunette. Alison wasn't really one for thanking others when they came to her rescue, she was more of the detective type, ask questions, figure stuff out, etc.
Emily took a deep breath and almost slammed the breaks but managed not to. They were back on the highway she'd taken to get there in the first place and thankfully it was pretty deserted. "I tracked your phone, hoping wherever it was that you'd be there too." Emily explained, leaving out how she'd managed to even track Alison's phone. She took another deep breath, letting it out slowly, hoping Alison wouldn't press her for details. She wanted answers but she definitely didn't want to fight again nor did she want Alison to flip out.
"Nice try Emily. My phone number is hidden from tracks and bugs because of -A." Alison turned to Emily, a disappointed look in her face that the brunette had resulted to lying. She faced Emily once more. "But I'm glad you're able to lie straight to my face, did you learn that while I was away?" Alison pierced her lips, giving Emily her ever-so-famous devious and manipulative smirk. The blonde placed a hand through her hair and then exhaled.
Emily couldn't take it anymore. She pulled over, slamming the breaks. "I just saved your life, Alison! And this is how you're going to act?" The brunette couldn't control her anger anymore. "Learn to lie like you? Never Alison. I will never be like you. You're deceiving and you hurt the people who would do anything for you. And by the way I did track your phone. I didn't lie. I found that room you kept hiding from me." Emily crossed her arms, breathing hard from the anger she felt.
Alison couldn't help but laugh straight in Emily's face. She placed her hand on the door handle and then unbuckled her seatbelt. "Well she completely destroyed my phone. I'm walking the rest of the way home. You weren't supposed to see that room, but now that you have, welcome to hell." Alison mumbled, her deep voice turning into a disappointed tone. She opened the door and then turned to Emily again. "I'm sorry I disappointed you. But you were being protected from so much shit Emily. You have no idea what's really going on." She slammed the door and crossed her arms over her chest, her purse on her shoulder, walking along the side of the freeway.
"Alison get back here, you're going to get run over. Let me drive you home before god knows what else happens to you." Emily shouted after the blonde after she'd gotten out of the car as well. "Well obviously I wasn't supposed to see it but yes you disappointed. I wanted to see the best version of you and believe that was the real you. But I guess you're a better liar than I thought. Despite everything, I believed every word you said and now you can't even bother to tell me the truth? Am I such an untrustworthy best friend that even when you're in danger, you can't let me help? You can't let me in. I can protect you, Ali. But I'm so done with your games." Emily spoke angrily, her fists clenching.
"If you're so done with my games then what the hell are you still doing here, Emily. Stop fooling yourself. I might be a sociopath like liar but you're still alive, we're all still alive so I must be doing something right to keep you girls safe." Alison stomped her foot on the ground and then held her wrist, the one that had been the most damaged by the handcuffs. The blonde turned to face Emily once more, licking over her teeth as she plotted what to say next. "Every word I said was the truth. I just left out some aspects of it, you can't be mad at me for that because it kept you safe, Emily!" The blonde shouted angrily.
"I can't leave even if I wanted to and you know it! You've got it all planned out. You knew just what to say so I could never leave even if I never get what it is I want out of this. Keeping us safe? You call getting run over and all the other things we've been through safe? We might be alive but none of us have felt safe in years. I thought you said we were stronger together but I guess I was wrong." Emily looked down at her feet. She had no more energy left to yell but her tone was still harsh. The brunette couldn't even look at Alison. She'd saved the blonde's life and still was the one being yelled at in the middle of a freeway nonetheless.
"Whatever." Alison laughed and turned around. She kept walking on the freeway, not even caring to turn around. The blonde played with the bandages over her wrists, but kept them on her skin in order to protect her wrists. The stroked the side of her arms in order to keep herself warm. She understood why Emily was so upset, but she had just been through hell again, and for once she didn't set herself up to it. The blonde really wanted to just leave again, to not have to deal with the constant harassment and aggravation that the girls had towards her.
"Wow. I stood up for you against Spencer, against Paige, against everyone." Emily shouted at Alison. The brunette wasn't going to just drive off and let Alison walk along a freeway pass alone. What if she got abducted again? "So what if I didn't find that room? You do realize if I hadn't, you probably wouldn't even be alive. I don't know who took you but I know that you're no safer than any of us. Why are you trying so hard to fight this battle alone?"
Alison completely ignored Emily's remarks. She simply kept walking. The freeway was pretty quiet anyways, and she didn't mind walking alone. Why would she mind anyways? She was pretty much independent and had been for the last few years. She was done with Emily right in that moment. The brunette had obviously made up her mind and Alison was done convincing her when nothing good came out of it.
Emily continued following Alison. There was no way she was just expected to drive off and forget that the blonde was walking home in the middle of the night. Maybe she should just calm down and talk to Alison when the blonde was less shaken up? One thing was for sure; Emily wasn't caving in and apologizing this time. Alison had really hurt her and she wasn't going to let the blonde have all the control again.
The blonde kept walking alone. She was a distance ahead of Emily. She wasn't going to apologize to the brunette, not this time. Emily went snooping about where Alison had asked her not to, it was a lack of respect and an invasion of privacy and she really didn't appreciate it. Even though Emily was speaking from the distance, the blonde was not about to turn around for anything that the brunette was saying.
Emily sighed deeply but she kept walking. She didn't bother to say anything because clearly Alison wasn't listening to her anymore. What Emily didn't understand was how Alison could possibly be that angry with her for accidentally finding the room if it meant saving her life. She didn't plan to snoop. She'd innocently been looking for Alison.
When Alison finally reached the exit to here their beach house was located, the blonde took it and completely ignored Emily. She knew Emily was going to get in trouble by her dad anyways. The car was sitting alone near the freeway with the keys still in it and the doors unlocked. The blonde took a small stop in order to catch her breath. She could feel sweat forming down her back and over her forehead.
"Shit." Emily cursed under her breath, realizing that it wasn't her car to leave on the freeway. She's borrowed it from Kenneth and now it sat idle right where someone could easily steal it. Emily didn't say another word as she ran back up the ramp of the exit and towards where she'd stopped the car. She wasn't about to lose the car and have Kenneth hate her too.
Alison walked down the ramp exit and then sat down on the railing to take a breather. Once she saw Emily run back up, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh a little bit. Of course Em hadn't thought of taking the keys or locking the door. The blonde took off her shoes, noticing blisters over them. She then made her way to the road again and walked just beside the lines, making sure to be visible to any passing cars.
Emily could almost hear the giggle carry through the wind. That sound had haunted her for years. She shuddered slightly and then got into the car once she reached it. She could have easily ran and caught up to Alison but leaving the car would mean having to explain to Kenneth what happened. She already had to do damage control with Alison, which was more than enough to handle. Truthfully, Emily was exhausted and wanted to just go home. She'd spent her night crying and worrying over a girl who didn't even bother to be grateful that she'd rescued her.
Alison finally hit the main road. Her feet were tired, she was cold, her wrists were killing her, and her heart was beating so fast. She just wanted to get back to the beach house and shower and then go to bed and hopefully not wake up for a very long time. The blonde was tired of being asked questions, of having to explain everything that had happened to her. It was tiring which is why most of the time she'd resulted with lying. But for once, with Emily, she was truthful. She wanted to get out of Rosewood to explore her feelings for the brunette, and everything was just crashing down.
Emily drove slowly, looking out for Alison. She may have been hurt but she still cared about the blonde. Sure Alison had heard her say she was done with her games but Emily would never truly be done with Alison. The fear that someone had taken Alison to then torture and kill her had Emily in a panic. It was in her desperate search for the blonde that she realized her unrequited love for Alison was still very much alive. She loved Alison with all her heart and she hadn't been ready to admit it but the very thought of losing Alison had brought it all rushing back. The blonde was Emily's biggest weakness but Emily didn't care. She'd do everything to get Alison to open up.
Alison had almost arrived to the beachouse. It had been over an hour that the blonde was walking, and her entire body was aching in pain and discomfort. She just wanted to shower to get the sweat and blood from her wrists off of her. The blonde looked up at the skies and the moon, a small smirk on her face. "Hm." She mumbled to herself and looked around her.
Emily finally caught sight of the blonde still walking along. She stopped car and rolled down the window. "Ali, would you just get in already?" She asked in a defeated tone, far too exhausted to argue. She knew that Alison didn't give up easily and would probably refuse. But the blonde was wounded and definitely exhausted too and Emily cared enough to look after Alison and take care of her despite being upset and betrayed.
Alison completely ignored Emily's request for her to jump into the car. The blonde was stubborn, and as hurt as Emily was feeling; Alison was hurting just as much. She was just starting to love, to show her emotions. She had given herself to the brunette just hours earlier, and she still felt quite overwhelmed by everything, and Emily felt betrayed? The blonde had no idea what she'd done, well, tonight that is.
Emily sighed, knowing there was no arguing with Alison. "I guess if you're going to freeze me out, I'll just see you at home." She spoke quickly, not even realizing she'd referred to Alison's beach house as her home. Emily rolled up the window and drove off. She didn't want to and had desperately wanted to at least walk in silence with the blonde but she didn't have a choice. Emily had promised Kenneth the car would return safely and she always kept her word.
Alison rolled her eyes, wondering what exactly her dad would say once Emily would reach home without Alison when the brunette herself had said that she was going to pick up the blonde. She walked with her shoes in her hands, the beach house still about a half hour walk. Alison didn't have her phone, which meant she couldn't listen to music as she kept walking. The night was getting cold and she was freezing, she wanted to be in heat.
Emily pulled into the garage moments later. She sat in the car on idle, wondering what on earth she was going to tell Kenneth. Emily had been supposed to be bringing Alison home and here she was returning in the middle of the night with the blonde nowhere in sight. Emily took a deep breath and finally turned the engine off. She made her way inside to meet Kenneth, who was clearly up waiting for the girls. She handed him the keys and took a defeated sigh. "Alison went for a walk. She's mad at me and her phone is broken but she'll be home pretty soon." Emily explained, not bothering to hear what Kenneth would reply. She simply dragged herself upstairs, too exhausted and hurt to do anything but go straight to bed.
After finally arriving home and dashing through the front door, Alison walked straight towards her dad and fell into his arms. He was quite worried about her, he wrapped his arms around his daughter and then kissed the top of her head.
"What happened to you Alison, what happened to your wrists, what is going on!" Kenneth questioned her, not really giving her the time to catch her breath or to pull away to start talking. "Did Emily do this to you." He asked her, loud enough to let Emily hear.
"NO, dad, Emily would never do that."
The minute the brunette heard Alison walk in, she felt relieved. Things might still have been a mess but at least the blonde was home safely. She heard her name emerge from Kenneth's lips and stood in the hallway to listen to what was being said. Of course Alison wasn't going to blame her for the bruises and cuts she'd received. It wasn't as if the blonde was defending her anything but still Emily somehow felt better knowing that Alison would confidently say that she would never hurt her. Emily obviously would never physically hurt Alison anyway but the brunette knew that when Alison spoke, she still knew that Emily cared too much to hurt her emotionally either.
"Dad, I just want to be with Emily right now, okay? I screwed up, and I have to make things right." The blonde pulled away from her dad and wiped the last remaining tears that covered her eyes. She then made her way to the stairs, noticing Emily had been in the hallway listening to them all this time. She hinted for Emily to follow her upstairs and then the blonde made her way to her room, leaving the door slightly open to indicate that it was okay that Emily come in.
Emily smiled weakly. The words Alison had spoken made her feel like maybe things would fall into place after all. She loved Alison and she knew that the blonde in some way returned some of those feelings but lately it still felt like everything was falling apart. To know that the blonde wanted to try to fix them gave her hope. Emily followed Alison upstairs, not really sure whether or not Alison was really going to give her the answers she desperately needed. She waited a few moments before pushing Alison's door open just wide enough to slip inside.
Alison went and sat on her bed, taking off the bandages that were covering her beat up wrists. She sighed and then winced in pain. Her wrists and her entire body, for that fact, were killing her. "I never thanked you for coming to find me Emily, so. Thank you." She whispered to the brunette and then looked down at her feet, not even daring to look Emily straight in the eyes.
Emily sat on the edge of Alison's bed, keeping her distance. "Ali...you need to keep the bandages on so you don't hurt them worse while you sleep. I'll get you some fresh bandages." Emily got up and found a small first aid kit in the medicine cabinet in the bathroom and quickly grabbed it. She found the cloth bandage roll inside and carefully wrapped up Alison's wrists once more. "I'll always come find you, Ali." Emily whispered softly, still looking over the blonde's wrists as she took the old material from
Alison, noticing the bold stains on them.
Alison couldn't help but sigh and be annoyed towards Emily's motherly instincts, though the blonde didn't care at this point. It felt good to see someone actually take care of her. Finally, Alison stood up and rid herself of her clothes, standing bare in her room, sliding on a pair of fresh panties and a yellow laced bra that fit her perfectly, not bothering to put the rest of her clothes on.
Emily stood up and tossed the material into the trashcan. When she turned back around, she was faced with the blonde dressed in nothing but panties and a bra. She bit her lip softly and tried her best not to stare at the blonde's body. "I...umm...am I sleeping in the guest room?" Emily asked quickly, trying to avoid the thoughts about Alison she'd always get when she caught of glimpse of her body partially unclothed.
"You can stay in here if you want to..." Alison offered . She looked over at her bandages and then back to Emily. She then slipped under her blankets on the right side of the bed, allowing some room for Emily on the left side. She didn't really care what happened right now, she just knew that she wanted to be near Emily, she felt safe around her.
"O..okay. Wake me up if anything hurts or you need fresh bandages, okay?" Emily replied sweetly, still concerned about Alison's injuries. She felt a little upset at herself for not getting there sooner so as to avoid the blonde's self inflicted though accidental injuries. Emily dug into Alison's dresser, knowing the blonde wouldn't object and pulled out a pair of sweats. She slipped them on after removing her jeans and kept her t-shirt on along with it. Once dressed, she slid under the covers, laying beside Alison.
Alison couldn't help but sigh. The night was still young, and even though they were supposed to go to a party that evening, her night had been ruined. She felt bad because she knew Emily was looking forward to spending time with Alison and other people. Finally, Alison turned to face Emily who was laying beside her. She didn't speak a word, simply looked into the brunettes' eyes.
Emily had completely forgotten about the party. It wasn't all that late but she suddenly felt exhausted like she could sleep for days. The brunette position herself so she was laying on her side and was thinking of letting herself doze off when suddenly Alison was facing her. A small weak smile crept onto her lips as she made eye contact with the blonde.
Alison smiled over at Emily, a small yet somewhat conniving smirk, her usual. She bit over her lip and then placed her hand gently over Emily's cheek. The blonde finally closed her eyes, her hand unmoving on the brunettes' cheek. She couldn't help but let her breathing relax. Her heart rate softly dropped, knowing she was near Emily simply made her feel as though everything was going to be okay.
Emily felt her heart rate spike just a tiny bit with Alison's gentle touch. The feeling she got whenever the blonde touched her bare skin no matter where was electric. She loved being near Alison and these sweet yet silent moments. She truly could be happy being like this for the rest of her life. She smiled a bit brighter and let her eyes close as well.
"I'm sorry we couldn't go out tonight. I'll make it up to you, for everything. I promise." Alison spoke in a deep and sleepy voice. The blonde turned around and brought Emily's arms around her own waist, her chest over Alison's back. She really was comfortable now with Emily, and she wanted it to stay that way. She didn't know how she completely felt yet around the brunette, but she knew her emotions towards her were strong.
"It's okay. I just wanted to go out with you, meet your friends here. I don't know, I guess I thought I would be the special one of the girls who got to be a part of your life here. You seem to prefer it so much better than Rosewood." Emily knew she was beginning to rant but Alison had seemed to want to know exactly what was on her mind. She hoped that by being open and honest, Alison would return the favor. Emily knew she still loved Alison and probably always would, but she still had her fears. She still worried that for the blonde who had so many admirers, maybe she wouldn't be her one and only or worse Alison would fall for someone even if she didn't mean to. But at this moment, Emily was content and the fears were at the back of her mind. She had taught herself to enjoy all the little moments because if she focused on her fears, she'd lose out on even the small amount of happiness she had now.
"I'm going to kiss you now, and then we'll go to bed, okay." Alison whispered to the brunette who was right behind her, spooning her, Alison gently turned her head to the side and grabbed Emily's chin with her hand. She gave her the most innocent and loving smile before closing her eyes and letting her lips softly collide against Emily, kissing her with a small yet open-mouthed kiss. The blonde needed to initiate her kisses with Emily, she wanted, no.. she /needed/ to find out what her emotions towards Emily meant.