When I get home I quickly take a shower and head to bed, but not before letting Emily know that I'm home. Once my head hits the pillow, I'm out like a light.

The next morning I wake up to rain hitting my window. Ugh. I hate rain. I roll over to grab my phone and smile at the screen saying that I have a text from Emily.

'Em- Morning(; Call me when you get up!'

I giggle before dialing her number.

'Em: Hello?

Me: Hey Killer!

Em: Hey! I didn't wake you with the text did I?

Me: No you're fine... The rain woke me up.

Em: Good... Didn't want to wake you.. Anyway are you doing anything today?

Me: I don't think so. Why what's up?

Em: Wanna come over? I'm not working today so my schedule is cleared.

Me: I'd love to. Give me fifteen minutes and I'll be there!

Em: great! Love you!

Me: love you too Em.'

I get out of bed and get dressed. I'm out of the house in ten minutes.

Emily's POV

As I'm coming downstairs the doorbell rings and I figure it's Ali. So I open it with a wide grin.

Emily: Before I fully open the door I speak. "Hey babe!" Then when I see who's at the door my face falls and my eyebrows knit together. "Samara? What're you doing here?"

Samara: "Hi Emily! I uhm was just in town so I thought I'd drop by... Look I know it's been a while but I've realized how much I overreacted about you giving Zoe your number..." She trails off and I see Alison coming onto the porch with a confused and jealous look on her face. Uh oh.

Alison: "Hey Em!" She smiles and gives me a quick kiss on the cheek. "Who's this?" She stares at Samara.

Emily: "Ali this is... Samara. She's... my ex."

Alison scowls at her and crosses her arms over her chest.

Samara: "Wait... Is this the Alison? She's alive?!" She asks me in shock.

Alison: "No. No I'm not alive." She responds in a sarcastic bitchy tone.

I can't help but let out a small laugh at what she said. She looks and me and smirks.

Samara: "Emily... I thought that maybe we could give it another shot and-" she is cut off.

Alison: she scoffs. "Did you not just see me kiss her? She's obviously happy and in a relationship. So why are you still trying?"

Samara: "Why aren't you minding your own business?" She says sassily. Obviously oblivious to what Ali just said.

Alison: she puts her finger to her chin and pretends to think. "Hmmm. Last time I checked, when you're in a relationship your partner is kind of your business."

Samara: "Relationship? As in...?" She trails off.

Alison: clapping her hands with a fake smile. "Congratulations Sherlock! You've solved the mystery!"

Samara: "I-I didn't know... You just kissed her on the cheek.. I've seen her other friends do that so I didn't know."

Alison: "Well now you do... And you can get the hell out of here!"

Emily: She's really jealous and quite angry, but she doesn't need to be rude like that. "Alison, that's enough! You don't have to be rude! We were having a conversation!"

Alison: She looks at me and shakes her head in disbelief as she lets out a bitter laugh. "Yeah I'll just go... Sorry for interrupting. Please continue with your girlfriend."

She then walks off the porch and leaves me in shock with tears in my eyes. I can't believe she left.

Emily: "Samara... We've been over for a long time... I'm with Ali. Please leave." I manage to say as I feel tears burning my eyes.

She nods and slowly leaves. What does this mean? Why does this happen? When things start to finally look up, something or someone comes along and takes it all away.

Alison's POV

It's been hours since I left Emily's house. I feel bad. I let my anger and jealousy get the best of me. I feel so stupid and mostly guilty. I should try to call her. I pick up my phone and dial her number, it goes straight to voicemail.

Alison: "Damn it!" I tell to myself and throw my phone on my bed.

I need to apologize and I'm not doing it over the phone. I grab my keys and head out the door. I arrive at her house and Pam opens the door, smiling.

Pam: "Hello Alison!"

Alison: "Hi Pam! It's good to see you! Is Emily here?"

Pam: "You too! And yes she's in her room! Go ahead up there!"

I thank her and make my way up to Emily's room. I knock on The door but get no answer. I open it myself and peek my head in.

Alison: "Em?"

I see her on the window seat with her earphones in. I sigh and approach her. She's startled when she feels my hand on her shoulder but quickly turns her head away and rolls her eyes once she sees me. I take the earphone out of her ear.

Alison: "Emily... Please look at me."

Emily: Her head doesn't move. "Why should I? My supposed 'girlfriend' left a while ago... Don't you remember interrupting our conversation?" She asks in a sarcastic tone.

Alison: "I didn't mean-"

Emily: she stands up and faces me. Her face is red and puffy and I can tell she hasn't stopped crying. "Don't say you didn't mean it Alison! You know damn well that if you didn't mean it you wouldn't have said it!"

Alison: "I'm sorry okay?! I let jealousy get the best of me! How would you feel if someone was trying to flirt with me or get me back?!" I was filled with anger and hadn't even realized what I just said. Then I saw her face and immediately regretted it.

Emily: "As a matter of fact, yes! I do know exactly how that feels! Do you not remember when you'd flirt with guys or kiss other guys in front of me?! Do you know how much it hurt to see that?! Every damn day I had to hear you talk about some guy or see you with some guy! How the hell do you think that made me feel Alison?!" Tears are pouring from her eyes at this point.

Alison: "I know... I'm so sorry I didn't realize what I said... I'm so sorry. I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry for storming off. I'm sorry for not controlling myself or my anger. I'm sorry for hurting you all the damn time. I'm sorry for being a cold hearted bitch... And I'm sorry for being a horrible girlfriend to you... Especially since you've been nothing but a loving one. I don't deserve you, but I can't live without you." I'm about to explode any minute. Tears are burning my eyes. I can't let her see me break down like that. I just can't. I turn to the door and turn the knob, only to be pulled back by a strong force and pinned against the door in one swift movement with Emily's lips on mine.

I don't protest. I grab the front of the jacket she still had on from earlier and pull her body so it's pressing against mine. I slide the jacket off of her arms and circle my arms around her neck, but Emily unwraps them to take my jacket off, throwing it somewhere behind her. Then my arms take their place back around her neck. She turns us around and walks towards the bed, me walking backwards, never breaking our kiss. I lay down and bring her on top of me and bring her lips to mine again.

Alison: "I love you." I whisper against her lips.

Emily: "I love you too." She whispers back.

The kiss is slower than before and my arms are tightly around her neck, her hands caressing my upper arms. I untangle my arms from around her neck and slide them down to meet her hands. Once they do, our fingers automatically interlace with each other.

Alison: I pull my head away, reluctantly, panting and she does the same. She lays her head on mine and doesn't open her eyes, neither do I. "I'm sorry.. For everything... Again."

Emily: "Me too... I shouldn't have lashed out at you like that.."

Alison: I slowly shake my head. "No. You had every right to say that... I was being a jealous bitch... I haven't learned to control my jealousy... I couldn't help it... I wanted to gauge her eyes out for even looking at you... So I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left you like that. I hate myself for hurting you so much."

Emily: She pulls her head away and opens her eyes. "Alison... Listen to me. People make mistakes, it's okay to make them. We're gonna fight, every couple fights and has arguments. But we pull through and we move on. So don't hate yourself. Because I don't."

Alison: I sit up and bring her into a tight hug, burying my face in her hair. "Thank you."

Emily: "You don't need to thank me."

Alison: "Yes I do. You never give up on me and you continue to love me no matter how many times I screw up or hurt you. Why didn't you ever stop?"

Emily: "I couldn't let you go. You've always had a huge spot in my heart and no one else was ever able to fill it. I believed you were alive and people just called me crazy. But I knew. I knew that you'd be back somehow and I'd have to be here for you when no one else wanted to. I was prepared to be here for you as your friend and a hope that maybe I'd get a chance to be here for you as more than a friend. I was determined to get you back home and back here with me. And here we are now, almost a month into our relationship. I wouldn't have it any other way."

Alison: Tears are burning my eyes once again as I bury my face in the nape of her neck. "I love you Em... So much. I hate fighting with you. I can never control myself and that's when I hurt you the most."

Emily: "I love you too... I hate fighting with you too. It kills me when we yell at each other."

Alison: "We've let too many people come between us and almost to the point of no return. Let's promise to never let anyone come between us again."

Emily: "I promise."

Alison: "Me too." I pull away and look at her. "Are we good?" I ask hesitantly.

Emily: She smiles. "Of course we are."

Alison: "Good."

Emily crawls up toward the top of the bed and leans against the headboard. I follow her and sit in her lap with my head resting on her shoulder. She wraps her arms around me tightly as I lace my left hand with her right. I nuzzle my head in her neck as she lays her chin on my head. For a while we sit in a comfortable silence. Then I ask her something.

Alison: "What did you have planned for us before that whole blow up happened?"

Emily: "It was nothing..." She says hesitantly.

Alison: I lift my head up to look at her. I can tell she's lying. "You're lying... Tell me."

Emily: "I kind of... bought something... And I wanted to show you."

Alison: "Something as in?" I'm confused. What could she have purchased to make her this hesitant and nervous to tell me?

Emily: "Tickets..." She bites her lip.

Alison: I raise and eyebrow. "Tickets? What kind of tickets?"

Emily: "Plane tickets..."

Alison: "For the vacation?"

Emily: "You can say that... I guess."

Alison: "Emily you're killing me! What are the tickets for?" I asked getting a little anxious.

Emily: "Next year..."

Alison: "Emily... What could you.." Then my eyes get wide as I stare at her. No! She didn't! Did she?! "You didn't!" I yell, a mix of shock and excitement in my voice.

She doesn't say anything just bites her lip and a grin starts to form on her face.

Alison: "Shut Up!" She has to be messing with me. "Please Em don't play with me! This is a sick joke!"

Emily: She gently pushes me off of her and goes to her desk, pulling out an envelope. She hands it to me. "See for yourself."

I slowly open the envelope just waiting for a piece of paper that says 'gotcha' or something. But instead, I pull out two plane tickets.

Hmmm... Wherever could the tickets be to? ;) you'll have to find out next time!