First of all, I wanted to thank everyone who left a review. I really appreciate your advice and the comments!
This is not my first fanfic ever, but it is my first Emison fic. So you could say that I'm a beginner. Although "Relationships" was listed as a chapter, it wasn't so much as a chapter, as it was a little character introduction. So, yeah.
So here is an update, hope you like it!
Alison was awoken by the warm sunlight rays coming from outside. She liked that feeling, like, someone was caressing her cheeks. She loves summer, not, because she could wear dresses or short skirts, but because she simply loves the warm weather, the blue sky, as blue as her eyes. Alison loves everything about the summer.
"Good morning, sunshine!" smiled her husband as he opened up the curtains, fully.
Alison groaned at the fact that she was awoken. She hates mornings. She really, really, is not a morning person. She never has been. But, Ezra, he could, literally wake up at any time and start his day, even if it was in the middle of the night.
"Come on, wake up." Ezra smiled softly, caressing his wife's cheek. Alison pouted, but the pout was almost immediately replaced by a smile, as she felt her husband's lips on hers. "Your breakfast is right there." He pointed to the tray on the nightstand on the left side of the bed. She thanked him and gave her husband a quick kiss on the lips.
She finished her breakfast, which were muffins and a cup of coffee, and saw that she has one hour to get ready for work. She normally doesn't go to the store, but she decided to go today, to help with some paperwork. Hanna is the manager, but, Alison wants to take some of the weight off of her shoulders.
She goes to the bathroom and takes a really quick shower. She wraps a towel around her as she goes back to the bedroom. The latter picks a very fashionable outfit, although, it's just a white t – shirt and a pair of blue jeggings, and of course, a pair of 4 inch high heels.
After that she begins doing her make – up. It's the easiest part for her. She applies some foundation, black mascara with some blue eyeliner and a pink gloss. She takes a final look at herself in the mirror and smiles. Gorgeous, as always she thought.
Finally, ready to go to work, she went downstairs and saw her husband reading a newspaper, while drinking his coffee. "Hi, beautiful."
"Hey." She responded getting closer to him. "You look amazing as always." The last words were whispered as Alison kissed him, ever so slowly. They stayed like that for a while and as they pulled apart, Alison gave him the sweetest smile, only reserved for him, or so she thought.
She went to her car and pulled out of the parking lot and headed to the store. It wasn't that far away from her house, just a fifteen minutes dive. Suddenly thoughts consumed her, thoughts about her life, her husband. She had everything she wanted, everything every woman wants, but why does she feel like something is missing. She is constantly feeling like that, even when her husband embraces her at night.
She and Ezra are not doing that great these days. They are happy, but it's not what it was. They kiss and have sex, but it's not the same. With every kiss, with every touch, with every "I love you", she can feel it, she can feel it in her bones. They are not as much as in love with each other, as they are simply used to each other. They have been together for 5 years now, every day, they are together, they have seen each other are their best, and at their worst.
As she was deep in thoughts, she didn't realize that she had reached the store and she was just sitting there in her car. She shook those bad thoughts out of her head and proceeded to go inside.
She went inside and instantly spotted, Hanna, yelling at the rest of the staff on shift. Apparently there was a new stock that came today and they put the wrong price. Alison made her way to my office quietly not wanting to interfere with Hanna's job, or look like she's trying to overpower her.
After she sat in her chair, there was a pile of paperwork, waiting just for her. Just as Alison sighed, the door opened up. She saw Hanna smiling at her. The latter returned the smile, but it was a forced one. Suddenly she felt so exhausted.
"You look like crap" said Hanna.
"Yeah and I feel like it" exclaimed Alison she went through some paperwork.
"What, Ezra, didn't let you sleep?" grinned Hanna, raising an eyebrow. Alison rolled her eyes "Not everyone is like you and Caleb, Han."
"What? We love each other and we love to show it to each other!" smirked Hanna.
Alison rolled her eyes yet again "Every night?" she questioned as Hanna grinned in response "It's healthy!"
Alison laughed at her friends antics. Hanna has always been like this. Always honest and says it as it is and that's why Alison loves. Without her life would be boring.
"You and Ezra are not like that?" Questioned Hanna. Alison looked at her with an expression Hanna couldn't quite read. It was a mix of sadness and what is that? Regret?
"No." Alison answered shortly. There was something the latter was hiding. But no one could say what that was. Alison has always been the best at hiding her own feelings, ever since high school. You only know what she is feeling when she wants you to.
Hanna didn't push any further, figuring, that Alison would tell her when she was ready.
"Hey, what are we doing for lunch?" Questioned Hanna.
"I don't know. I have to finish this." She said gesturing to the pile in front of her.
"Oh, come on. Let's gather the posse and go grab a lunch together!" Exclaimed Hanna enthusiastically. Alison just rolled her eyes and mumbled a consent.
Lunch came and they all went to The Grill. Alison, again, was deep in thoughts and for God know how long, she snapped out of them, when she heard her name "Alison?" called Spencer "Are you okay?" she continued.
"What, yeah. I'm fine." Everyone looked at her with concerned eyes, not really believing a word she is saying. She gave them a closed lip smile. They knew her so well. They never cease to amaze her. They have always been there for her. Through her mother's death – that's how she was able to buy the clothing store. Through her health problems - a story for another day. She just can't imagine her life without them.
"Come on, you know you can tell us anything. " Said Aria, as she held Ali's left hand. Spencer and Hanna who were sitting in front of her nodded their heads and smiled genuinely.
"I don't know, I really don't" sighed Alison.
"Does this have something to do with Ezra?" Questioned Hanna. Alison looked at her and she instantly knew that she can't lie to Hanna.
"I feel like I'm suffocating." She said as the girls looked at her and carefully listened "And I don't know why. I don't know what's wrong. I have everything anyone could ever want, but I keep feeling like something is missing, and I just can't figure out what that is. I love him, you all know that I do, so much, and we are happy, I'm happy, and I feel like I'm deliberately trying to ruin what we have, because deep down I feel like I don't deserve him. I don't know. I really don't" Alison finished and put her hands on top of the table and buried her head in them. She wanted to cry, but she couldn't. She would cry if she knew why she would cry.
They all gave her a sympathetic look. They wanted to say something, to comfort her somehow, but they didn't know how or what to say, but they all knew one thing. "You deserve him, Ali. You deserve to be happy." Said Spencer softly, as she smiled.
"She is right, Ali. You deserve to be happy. Don't think about this too much, just let yourself be happy and embrace what you have." Reassured Aria.
They talked for about half an hour before they decided to go back to their jobs. As, Alison, was back in her office to finish up the work she had left, she decided to text her husband
Hey babe. How is the book coming? You have to finish it by the end of the day, right?
She waited two hours for Ezra's reply, but a text never came. She figured he was busy and tried to focus on her own work.
By five o'clock she was done and exhausted, and just wanted to go home and rest.
She parked her car in front of the house, unlocked her front door and got in. The house was quiet. She went to her husband's office, but he was nowhere to be find, she searched the whole house, but she couldn't find him. She tried calling him, but there was no answer. She texted him a couple of times, but, again, she got no reply.
She tried calling her friends too. No one had seen him and the only one who didn't pick up was, Aria. She tried calling her a couple of times, but nothing.
Alison began to worry. She texted him again.
Where are you?
Then she decided to just wait for him and pray that nothing happened to him. And after three hours of constant worry, she heard the door open and then shut. She quickly went downstairs and heard a loud thud. Ezra was lying on the floor. Alison looked at him horrified as she made her way to him and lift him up a little so she could hug him. "Ezra? What's wrong, baby?" she asked. He reeked of alcohol. She had never seen him like this before. He was never the type to get this drunk.
He looked at her full with regret. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." He kept apologizing and apologizing.
"What? What are you sorry for, honey? Please talk to me!" And when he did answer her world fell apart. She felt like someone just stabbed her right in the heart, over and over, and over again. She wanted to cry, but the shock was too big.
"I cheated on you."