Emily honestly didn't know what to expect after inviting the blonde into her barely furnished apartment. She also didn't really know why she invited her inside in the first place. It was only hours ago that she left the teacher turned on and confused in her own classroom and she doesn't regret it either. With all the brunette had been through with this woman, she can't help the feeling of anger and the sensation of wanting revenge for the way the blonde had treated her throughout their teenage years. Although the blonde had apologized for her behavior in the past, an apology can't erase the memories they had together. One memory in particular always found it's way into Emily's thoughts... That night. The one night that the blonde had finally let her guard down to Emily. That one night that changed the course of their relationship forever. Little did the blonde know, that night had changed the way the brunette would treat women for years to come. And the worst part is, they never even got a chance to talk about what had happened between them on that night, as the situations that A had put them in took the front seat in front of all other problems. But now the swimmer is tired of not talking.
After inviting Alison inside, the swim coach decided that the blonde shouldn't get to be the only one intoxicated during this talk. Taking her glass into the living room where Alison was waiting, she see's the teacher wondering around the half empty apartment giving herself a tour. And even under these circumstances, the brunette cannot deny that even in a drunken state, Alison is still without a doubt the most beautiful creation she has ever laid eyes on. Noticing she had been staring at the teacher for a little too long, she decides to speak. "So, do you want to tell me why you're drunk on a school night?". She had grown out of beating around the bush a long time ago and didn't plan on falling back into her old ways just because Alison is around again. She was a grown woman now.
Alison turns to face the brunette from across the room with an expression that says, really? Are you really asking me this?,
"Oh come on Emily are we really going to act like what happened earlier today didn't happen?"
Emily chuckled in response
The blonde squints her eyes in confusion. What the hell has happened to the brunette? She knows it has been nearly five years since her and Emily had really talked but she knows that the way her old best friend is acting towards her is not just a result of time.
Emily takes a few steps toward the blonde, now only inches away from the beautiful mess of a woman in front of her.
Emily intended to speak, but is quickly distracted by that all too familiar scent of vanilla she loves so much that the blonde had always worn. 'What the hell is wrong with you fields?' her subconscious says to her. 'Keep your raging libido in check please'.
"The real question is why did you let it happen while your little boyfriend was probably waiting for you to come home?"
A/N: Okay guys i'm sooooooo sorry for this extremely short chapter and also for how long it took me to even update.. and i'm also sorry for stopping this chapter in such an abrupt place but there's just a lot going on for me right now but I did want to give you at least something to hold on to just so you know I haven't abandoned the story... just wanted to see who is still interested in seeing this story continue.