Just a quick note, Triggers this chapter: abuse and bullying
Chapter 2:
"Alison!" her father shouted from downstairs early that morning. Ali rushed down the stairs. She really had no urge to talk to the man that morning since she was too busy planning the perfect way to forget about Emily and to make Emily forget about her, but she knew she had to or there would be severe consequences.
"What the hell is this?" her father demanded whilst holding a paper in front of her face. She took the paper and scanned it. It was her most recent report card all A's per normal.
"It's my report card?" she said in utter confusion. Her father's rage seemed to grow by the second. His face was red, and his breathing was ragged.
"You made a 93 in U.S. history?" her father yelled as if it was evident, "95s and above Alison you know this daughter." He started to chuckle lowly, "You are an utter disgrace!" He yelled making Ali jump. She swallowed thickly her fear causing her to tremble slightly. He gripped the kitchen counter as if trying to calm his anger down. Alison understood now, she slowly backed away from him it couldn't be one of those days. She looked at her father as he seemed to be fighting an internal battle.
"I'm s-sorry father I…I'm having difficulties with the material." Alison attempted, but she knew excuses were not going to help. Nothing but leaving would help her at that point. If Jason were home her father would at least postpone her punishment. Her mother would shut him down immediately, but as usual her mother was off at some out of state business.
"It's U.S. history for fuck's sake! You live in the damn country" her father was livid. He looked at her, and she knew it was almost over. "You fucking disgrace!" with that last comment he back handed her. She fell to the floor. Blood began to flow from her lip just as fast as the tears fell from her eyes. The pain wasn't even a problem it was a pain she was used to, but the emotional pain is what always took its toll. With that, he was out the door. He left her to pick up the pieces. She knew for a fact she was going to be late for first period. Tears still flowing from her eyes, she made her way to her bathroom. Her chest heaved as she struggled to catch her breath. The mirror showed her reflection: blonde hair in a mess; blue eyes scared and distant. Worst of all her face was puffy and red with blood staining the area around her mouth. A bruise was starting to form where he had hit her. That would just not do. She couldn't continue to look like this. Her father could come home and see her. She couldn't risk it.
It took over an hour to get back to perfection. You wouldn't be able to tell anything happened. Of course Alison had had practice with this sort of thing, so it was no big deal. It was on. Her father put her in a horrible mood. It was practically perfect now it wouldn't be difficult at all to become a bitch. She smiled poor Lucas just a pawn in the scheme of things. She grabbed her bag and headed out the door into her car.
As she drove to school, all she could think about was how Emily could hold her and tell her everything would be alright. That Emily could kiss her lip and bruise until she forgot who put it there, but of course it was just a mere thought. It would never happen, ever. If anyone ever found out that she and Emily were a thing. It would ruin her reputation, and that would ruin her father of course, which in turn would become a living hell for Alison and possibly Emily. No, she couldn't have that. Queen bitch was the route she had to take.
"Where have you been?" Hannah asked her with a voice lined with worry when Alison arrived to school. They were in the hallway heading to second period. Ali was not in a particularly talky mood as one could imagine. Thankfully Spencer wasn't there. She would incessantly ask her question until she got the answer she wanted
"That is none of your business." Alison answered flatly with a pointed look. Needless to say Hannah didn't reply. Ali walked swiftly to her second period purposely hoping klutzy Hermy would run into her. She was right as always. His books scattered the floor and he immediately fell to his knees apologizes spilling from his mouth as he picked up his books.
"These are new shoes. You idiot watch where you're going Hermy." Alison said with a mischievous tone in her voice. She looked down at the boy scrambling to stand up. Her words clearly upsetting him. She then looked around and spotted Emily. Ali smirked and turned her attention back to poor Lucas. She actually felt bad for him. She originally meant for the rumor to be about someone else, but just like the game telephone the name morphed into Lucas. She just decided to go with it. "So Hermy when did you get to decide to be boy, or did your parents choose? No I know you haven't decided yet and you're still thinking on it. Just to let you know you'd make an ugly girl. Hell you're an ugly guy." She chuckled at her own words. Her outwards appearance looking strong, but her insides were twisting in guilt. Poor Lucas didn't deserve this, definitely not this humiliation. Every person in school must've been watching the interaction. Her words were awful, and she wished she could take them back but knew she couldn't.
Hannah was squirming uncomfortably next to her. The right thing to do was to leave her alone, but that wasn't the Alison DiLaurentis way. She sighed on the inside and turned her head to other blonde. "Don't you agree han?"
"I…" of course Hannah was too nice to humiliate someone. Alison looked at Lucas wondering if she was done or not, hell she didn't even know herself. He was in tears because most of the school was laughing at him as he shifted in his position. Alison decided to finish with one last thing, "Oh wait Hannah you know which our Hermy's chosen. Right? That group project ended with… a bang didn't it?" What was she doing? Why the hell was she attacking Hannah? It wouldn't be the first time she's sent Hannah away crying. Hannah had sprinted off to the nearest bathroom, and Lucas went the opposite direction. Ali turned and saw Emily's disgusted look. With a smirk sent Emily's way, she turned and when to class.
She sat down in her chemistry class and began to crack on the inside. Oh Hannah, she knew she had to have gone too far with that, but Alison DiLaurentis can never go too far. She just wanted to run and apologize to Hannah to hug her and say "I'm sorry I'm a jerk you are my best friend forgive me.", but Alison was not allowed to do anything like that. She was the Queen bitch, and she just showed everyone just what she could do. Then there was Emily. The disappointment on her face felt like a punch to Ali's gut. It made her want to puke, but this is what she had to do. This is who she was, and that was that.
The end of school came fast. Too fast, the end of school meant seeing her father, unless she could convince Hannah or Aria to let her come over. Not Spencer, Spencer would be too angry at her for attacking Hannah, but Hannah was already over it by her side trying to be the best friend she could be thinking she had done something wrong earlier that made Alison mad at her. She didn't though. Hannah did nothing wrong Alison was just a bitch. On her way outside Ali heard her name being called. She stopped in her tracks and turned looking for the source of the sound.
"In the abandoned classroom." She heard the voice say, so she slowly walked into the dark ominous room. It was mostly empty except for a few desks here and there. It smelt like something dumped white board cleaner on the floor. Then she saw her, the source of the sound Emily Fields.
"Ah Emily Fields, to what do I owe the pleasure?" Alison drawled out while looking at her nails as if bored with the conversation already, but she wasn't. She was intrigued. She was glad to be alone with Emily again, but she knew Emily was probably going to tell her off and then leave. Nothing else would happen to her dismay.
"What the hell was that out there Alison? That was completely uncalled for! The girl I knew would never do anything like that." Emily's voice was loud but steady. That's it Emily hate me. Keep yelling at me. "God you made one of your friends cry. You always told me at camp that you were closest to Hannah, but you go off on her like that? You know what? You are a cold ass bitch." Alison smirked at the last comment. She had done it Emily hated her now. She won, or did she? Emily hated her. Just like that Emily left her in that cold empty room. She found a desk and leaned on it her head down. Tears threatened to fall as the weight of the whole day came crashing down on her. Then she felt arms around her waist, as she fell to the floor. Hell she didn't even know she was falling until she was on the ground with arms protectively around her waist. "I've got you." Emily whispered.
Alison whipped her head around and crawled out of Emily's grasp. "Don't touch me." Her voice was raspy and weak, but Emily could not see her cry. Not after that whole speech Emily just gave.
"I did that on purpose you know." Emily said her voice still steady.
"What?" Alison was beyond confused. Not just at Emily though, she was confused at herself. The safest she felt all day was when Emily's arms were around her. Why did she have to feel this way?
"I yelled at you and did what you wanted me to. At least what you thought you wanted me to do. Ali I…" Emily looked at her for a second contemplating her next words carefully. Her voice was soft when she spoke, "Ali I love you. I am not giving up on you. On this," she motioned between the two. Alison was at a loss for words. Alison DiLaurentis, queen bee, queen bitch, was supposed to laugh in her face and tell her off, but she couldn't. "Ali I know you aren't the bitch you think you are. Hell you know you aren't either. Ali this is not over yet. I'm going to be there for you no matter what you throw at me. No matter how many people you put down, even if it's me. Call me a dyke or a lesbo whatever it may be I will still love you. I will fight for you." Alison was astounded. She knew Emily cared for her, but she didn't know how much. "Oh baby don't cry." She didn't even realize she was crying until Emily mentioned it. She looked down at the ground to hide it.
All of the sudden she felt a hand under her chin, her face was lifted up, and she was inches away from Emily's. She should've moved. She should've pushed Emily away and ran out, but she didn't. She felt herself start to lean in. Then their lips touched. Alison poured all the feelings she couldn't say out loud into that kiss. They both began fighting for dominance, but as usual Emily won. Alison always thought it was nice to have someone else in charge for once. Emily slipped her hands around Ali's waist and pulled her closer. Alison was now on Emily's lap with her hand entangled in the brunette's hair. After a while air became an issue, so they broke the kiss but not contact. Their foreheads rested together. They both smiled. Even Alison smiled a real smile for what seemed like the first time that day. Then the reality of the situation came crashing down on the blonde like ton of bricks. "I have to go." She mumbled as she ran out of the classroom.
"Ali wait!" She heard Emily yell, but she was too far gone. What had she done? She just gave the brunette hope. No that would not do. As she rushed to her, she thought of a perfect plan that involved Noel Kahn, but first she went to Hannah's to secretly make up for attacking the girl earlier by watch all her favorite movies that included Camp Rock, which was definitely not Alison's favorite, but she had to make it up to Hannah.
So there's chapter 2. I like where this is going, thank you for all your wonderful reviews it motivated me to write this quickly. I'm very sorry if I offended anyone by this chapter, but what Alison said was meant to be offensive to Lucas, but I don't agree with what she said Okay? So I'm sorry if it offended anyone. As always please review :)