Alison
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AN: Just a little sneak peek into the next chapter. R&R!
The ring of the doorbell pulled Emily away from her History Chapter notes. Capping the yellow highlights she hopped up from bed and made her way down the stairs, already planning on thanking whoever stood on the other side. She twisted the knob, the door swinging open with little effort as the sunlight made her eyes water and squint, all she could see was blonde hair. "Hanna? What are you doing here? And where's my girlfriend?" She laughed as her eyes slowly adjusted.
The blonde twirled around and stole Emily's breath from her lungs. Bubblegum pink lips smirked at her. Blue eyes twinkled with malicious intent as they looked her up and down making her feeling uncomfortable in her fitting white shorts and yellow tank top.
Emily blinked, shaking her head from the fog and refocusing on the girl in front of her. She frowned at what she saw. The smirking lips she once knew so well weren't smirking at her…no they were form an insecure smile that looked more like a grimace. Her eyes weren't malicious at all, but sad and…haunted. Alison DiLaurentis was in fact standing before her on her front porch…but this wasn't the Alison she once knew…or was it?
The blonde shifted on her feet, a nervous habit that never belonged to her. "Not Hanna…and I am not your girlfriend either…not anymore. I heard someone else is filling that position these days. I-I'm happy for you, you know. The girls, they told me that you're happy and that's great, really it is. I know you probably think I don't care about you either way, but I do care that you're happy. I know I hurt you so bad, the worst I've ever hurt anyone and you deserve to be happy. Hell that's the least you deserve, honestly you deserve so much more. I'm uh going to stop now…say something? Please? Yell, scream…anything."
Emily swallowed thickly, choking back her nerves. "You sent the roses." It was a statement, they both knew it but Alison nodded her answer anyway. "What do you want?"
"To talk…i-if that's okay with you?" Alison seemed…desperate, and it threw Emily far more than she'd like to admit.
"Why should I? I don't owe you anything." Surprisingly Emily found her courage. Alison though, didn't seem all that surprised by it.
Alison shook her head, "No Emily…I didn't come her thinking you owed me anything, this isn't about you owing me anything, or doing me any favors. This is about me giving what you deserve, whether that's bodily harm or yelling and screaming…whatever you want. I'm trying to apologize, and it's not because I have some hidden motive. I don't expect you to believe me, and I wouldn't ask you to either, but it's the truth and it's all I've got."
Alison paused, her head falling down to hide the tears clouding her vision, but she was too late and Emily saw it all. Emily looked down on the blonde girl she had once loved so much. A girl who was her best friend and her worst enemy, but Emily had a vital flaw, something that had gotten her into trouble more than once and something Maya believed would always get her into trouble. Emily tried to see the best in people and she was too willing to forgive. As she looked at the blonde that stood before her now she could fell those tugs on her heartstrings and it wasn't out of vestigial love, but…pity. She pitied Alison DiLaurentis.
"Ok. Let's talk."