Sorry it's been so long you guys. School is taking up all my time. Thankfully I actually found time to make an update. Don't hate me. I hope you guys enjoy and review!
Alison's POV
"Alison, I... I don't want to talk about this right now. Your best friend is on life support and you are really fragile right now.." Emily whispers. I step out of the elevator with my heart sinking and my hopes crashing around me. She doesn't love me any more, I am so sure of it.
"I guess that's a no..." I mutter and begin to walk off. I hear Emily's footsteps following after me and I spin around suddenly. Anger bubbling up inside me; where this anger is coming from is a mystery to me.
"Why did you even show up? Why not just lie and say you were busy? Why not tell me something to make me leave you alone? Seriously... did you come here just to make me feel better? Because the second you walked through those doors, I thought maybe it was because you loved me still. I guess I was wrong. Just leave, it's not like CeCe would want you here anyway." I spit through clenched teeth. I don't walk away, I don't even move. I just stand there and stare at Emily as I watch anger bubble inside of her now.
"You think I don't love you? You think for a second that I could forget everything we had? Everything YOU fucked up? Yeah Alison, I love you, but it doesn't change anything. It can't change anything because you have no clue how much you hurt me." The yelling stops and the anger fades. Sad looks replace our angry ones and we both open our mouths to speak.
"I-"
"May-"
Emily and I laugh in unison. It's like music to my ears. I miss her laugh and her smile. I miss the way her lips felt against mine.
"You go." Emily mumbles, blushing and looking at her feet.
"I was gonna say, maybe we could like, talk sometime over coffee?" I offer, I have hope that things will work out, but I'm not sure they will.
Emily has a guilty look on her face as she bites her lip. "Sure."
I shake off the feeling that she's hiding something and we walk to the waiting room. Emily sits next to me and I lean my head on her shoulder. I didn't realize how exhausted I was until now. I decide a little nap wouldn't hurt and allow myself to drift off peacefully.
Emily's POV
Alison snores softly on my arm and I can't help but to think of how peaceful she is right now. I know she hasn't had the easiest time lately and honestly, I want to forgive her, but I can't. I can't forgive her because I will expect her to forgive me. I can't tell Alison about my date Friday, I really can't. I think back to earlier today.
I hear a faint knock on my front door and shuffle my way over to answer it. It's probably Aria, she called earlier to say she'd be dropping by to talk but had to nap first. I open the door and am shocked to see that it's not Aria or even Alison or my mom.
"Spencer Hastings? Is that you?" I smile and hug her tightly. This is a face I've missed more than anything.
Spencer Hastings was my best friend since childhood along with Toby Cavanaugh and Aria. We were the closest friends ever, until high school. I joined swimming, Aria joined art club, Spencer joined everything academic and Toby just went to school. Spencer and Toby started dating, which is why Aria and I stopped hanging out with them. We all knew Toby and Spencer would get married someday, but what was bothering me was why Spencer was here alone.
"Emily Fields, why do I not see your face on every bench that advertises Fields Real Estate Agency? I thought for sure your mother would make you takeover the business." Spencer laughed as she walked in my apartment. I shut the door behind her and smiled.
"You know I was never about that life, I own a coffee shop now. What about you? I thought you'd become a lawyer like your mom and dad. Did Toby convince you otherwise?" I wink and nudge her arm. Spencer's face falls and I don't know where I went wrong. I have no clue how to fix it, so I just bow my head.
"Sorry...?" I still have no clue what I did that was wrong, but a tear falls from Spencer's eyes. She wipes them instantly and puts on a poker face. Who would've thought Spencer Hastings would turn out just like her mother. Even Melissa, Spencer's older sister, didn't try to deny that she has feelings.
"You don't know... I thought you didn't, I mean nobody really had your number, so I called up your mom and asked her for your address to tell you in person." Spencer whispers. What don't I know? Panic begins to set in and I just stare at Spencer, searching her face for the answer.
"I don't know what?" I ask, not able to find an answer any other way. Spencer takes a deep breath.
"Toby's... he got in an accident at a construction site he was working on. The whole building collapsed on a bunch of the workers, Toby and two others didn't survive... His funeral is whenever the ground isn't frozen, but he died around Thanksgiving. The site was in LA, so obviously there was no snow but he would've wanted to be buried near the house he bought us as an engagement present." Spencer is clearly still fighting back tears. It must've been a hard few months for her, but I can't believe Toby is dead.
"Oh my god... Spence, I'm so sorry..." I whisper as I pull her in for a hug. Spencer offers a small smile and kisses my cheek.
"It's okay, but hey, you're looking really good. Like, I kinda wish I was gay good." Spencer and I laugh and I shove her gently.
"So are you dating again?" I ask Spencer, trying to catch up and see how she is. Spencer smiles a soft smile.
"Well, I'm starting to. Toby wouldn't have wanted me to sit around being sad all day. The thing is, I can't be with any guy other than Toby. I really can't. So I've been seeing women..." Spencer admits, looking curiously at me. I never thought Spencer would swing for my team, but it makes sense. Her and Toby were meant to be together and now that he's gone... Even I couldn't picture Spencer with another guy.
"Really? So who's the lucky lady, anyone I know?" I joke with her. Spencer looks at me like I'm crazy.
"You really think I'm going to last in a relationship with anyone I don't know? Then again, I could never be with someone we went to school with, that'd be weird..." She trails off staring at me. Suddenly, her eyes light up with an idea.
"I have an idea!" Spencer exclaims. I laugh, missing the way she used to always be so excited about her ideas.
"What is it?" I ask, regretting it instantly. Spencer always used to have these crazy ideas that were just out of the normal. They usually were extreme, but then again we were younger at the time.
"Go on a date with me. Friday. I just wanna see..."
"Spence... I don't thin-" I object. I can't date someone so soon, not after Alison. I can't see myself with anybody but her.
"Pleaseeeeeeeeee" Spencer begs, cutting me off. Spencer gives me the puppy eyes she always gave me when she was younger and I can't deny her when she's looking at me like that.
"Fine, one date." I give in.
The nurse from when I arrived approaches Alison and I. I nudge Alison softly and she wakes with a start, looking around confused.
"Janice, is CeCe...?" Alison asks. Her voice groggy with sleep. I can't help but realize how sexy she sounds. I really do miss hearing her voice when she wakes up in the morning.
"CeCe is stable. The doctor wanted to come see you, but I thought it would be easier for you to hear it from me. Her brain began to bleed and it caused her body to shut down. The doctors got her brain to stop bleeding, but you need to talk to the doctor about your options." The nurse frowns and rests a hand on Alison's shoulder as Alison begins to cry. The nurse, Janice, walks away slowly, probably going back to do whatever it is she does. I hold Alison, trying to make her feel less alone and upset.
"Can you please go talk to the doctor for me? I'm afraid to talk to them, I even made Aria talk to them earlier." Alison mumbles. I nod and begin my walk over to the main desk to talk to the doctor.
Alison's POV
Emily's phone chimes in the seat beside me for the 5th time since she left 10 minutes ago. I roll my eyes and pick up her phone to turn it onto vibrate. She has 5 text messages from 'Spencer'. My curiosity gets the best of me and I swipe open her phone to see who Spencer is.
Em, can't wait for Friday.
I'll plan the date, don't worry
I know you hate surprises, but I'm going to keep it a surprise.
Also, don't dress fancy, or you'll look idiotic haha xo
My heart drops into my stomach and I lock her phone and put it back before Emily comes back. Has she really moved on so quickly? Already going on a date? And who the hell is Spencer? Tears sting the back of my eyes, but I blink them away as Emily approaches. Emily has 'the look'. That look of impending bad news and I know that I'm going to be told that there's little to no chance of recovery and I have to think of my options.
"Can this day get any worse?" I mutter to myself as Emily takes a seat next to me.
"What?" Emily questions, obviously having heard me.
"I know what the doctor said, just by your face, but I don't want to hear it. I'm not taking her off life support and I'm going to wait for her to get better." Emily gives me a small smile that basically tells me I'm dreaming and that it will most likely only get worse. Anger bubbles inside me, I hate that look. Why am I the only person who actually is hoping and thinking that CeCe might get better. I stand up and begin to walk towards room 304. Emily grabs her stuff and begins to follow me.
"Alison wait! What did I do?" Emily asks, I roll my eyes and keep walking. Emily finally catches up and steps in front of me and I stop walking. I glare at Emily and try to side step around her, but she blocks my path.
"Can you not?" I ask, fed up with Emily for today. I just wish she'd leave me alone. She's dating someone else and allowing me to basically worship at her feet trying to get her back.
"What the fuck Ali?" Emily says as I push her out of my way. I keep walking, biting my tongue to stop from exploding at her.
"You don't think CeCe will get better, that's fine you don't have to. But the fact that you're letting me try so hard to get you back when you're just dating someone else is cold. It's low and it's something I'd expect from CeCe to a guy then from you. Honestly Emily, you shouldn't judge CeCe because you are so much like her it hurts." I spit at Emily, I watch her expression change from mildly angry to guilty. I know I'm right and I just walk into CeCe's room.
"How do you know that?" Emily's voice is soft now as she stands at the door. I grab CeCe's hand and bow my head onto the bed beside her.
"Your phone kept going off so I tried to turn off the volume and you had 5 texts from some Spencer character. I thought it might be important so I checked." I lie straight through my teeth, but Emily lied too, so who's she to judge. Emily looks down at her feet and I look up at her.
"Ali... I'm sorry and I can explain it all..." Emily whispers. I watch tears drop from her face and I shake my head.
"Please just leave." I tell Emily, she looks at me with a wounded expression but doesn't object. She leaves without another word.
FRIDAY
I haven't spoken to Emily since she left the hospital that day. I went home a few times to change and visited with flowers yesterday and we had coffee. I spent my time with Kristen and CeCe and Janice. Amelia was doing much better, except for the fact her heart kept acting up. The doctors say it's because of the crash, but Kristen and I just hope it gets better. CeCe hasn't had any progress at all, and I'm starting to come to terms with her probably not making it. It hurts and I know I don't exactly want to pull the plug, but I'll have to eventually. How do you move on without your best friend? How do you live without the only person in your life who has been with you through EVERYTHING? The answer is simple, you try. You do what you can knowing they want nothing but for you to be happy.
"I forgive you." I whisper to CeCe as I realize she needs to know she's forgiven if she won't be making it.
A beeping breaks me out of my moment of calmness with CeCe. I look to her monitors, but they don't signal anything wrong. I hear the same voice over the intercom that I heard when CeCe had a code blue.
"Code blue room 321. Code blue room 321." My heart drops. That's Amelia. I jump out of my chair and sprint towards room 321. I hear Kristen's screaming as I get closer.
"Amelia! Amelia baby please!" I see Kristen struggling against nurses that are holding her back. Kristen's eyes lock on mine and she wiggles out of the nurses' strong hold. I hug her tightly and rub her back reassuringly.
"You guys help her, I swear to god!" I yell at the nurses and doctors as I walk Kristen away.
"She'll be okay, I promise." I whisper to Kristen, she nods as her body continues to shake with sobs.
We wait in the waiting room for what seems like hours. Finally, a doctor approaches and he looks at Kristen with the saddest look I've seen on a doctor. Kristen begins to cry again, she kneels on the ground and shakes her head. My heart hurts for her, and I, myself cannot hold back tears. I am not as sad as Kristen, so I decide to talk to the doctor.
"Is she...?" I let my question linger and he shakes his head. Relief fills me and I see Kristen regain hope. Her eyes fill with light again and I smile as I help her to her feet.
"Then what..?" Kristen asks confused.
"Her heart failed, we managed to get it to beat again, but she needs a transplant." the doctor informs Kristen. I immediately think of CeCe, she's an organ donor.
"What's her blood type?" I ask immediately.
"AB... why?" Kristen asks curiously. I know that this will be the end of CeCe Drake, but that little girl has a long life to live.
"Doctor... CeCe Drake is on life support, she's an organ donor and her blood type is A. I know A blood types can give to AB blood types, so I was wondering... if I pull the plug, can CeCe's heart go to Amelia?" I ask, hopeful. The doctor tells me to give him a minute as he goes to the front desk. I hope it'll work. CeCe owes it to that little girl.
Hope you guys liked it. Took me a really long time to update and I'm sorry, I will try my best to update more often. Review and have a wonderful day and week. My birthday is tomorrow so I won't update tomorrow. Tell me what you think will happen?