𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋| Robby Keene [COMPLETED UNTIL SEASON 6 PART 3]

𝟎𝟓𝟔. snakes on the plane

chapter fifty-six:
❛ snakes on the plane ❜

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The air in the bar was thick with energy as Alison and Clementine stepped through the entrance, the rhythmic hum of the music vibrating beneath their feet. Barcelona's nightlife was in full swing, and the neon lights from the bar flashed across the sleek glass surfaces, casting an electric glow on the crowd. The chatter was a steady hum, a cacophony of voices blended with the beat of the music, creating an atmosphere that was both exhilarating and overwhelming.

Alison's heart raced as she scanned the room, her eyes darting to the clusters of people laughing, dancing, and chatting. She felt a knot of tension tighten in her chest. Her thoughts were spinning faster than she could keep up with, like an unstoppable roller coaster. The confusion she had been trying to shove down for days was now crashing into her, and she wasn't sure how to deal with it.

"Hey, are you okay?" Clementine asked, her voice breaking through Alison's haze. The slight concern in her tone made Alison blink, snapping her out of her spiraling thoughts.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Alison muttered, but the way she bit her lip gave away her anxiety. Clementine, ever perceptive, didn't buy it for a second.

"You sure? You've been... off tonight," Clementine remarked, tilting her head as she studied Alison's fidgety posture.

Alison shifted in her seat, her fingers nervously tapping on the table. "I don't know, Clem. I don't think I'm okay," she admitted, the weight of the words hanging in the air between them.

Clementine leaned forward, her gaze softening. "What's going on? Is it Eli?"

Alison hesitated, her throat tightening as the lump of emotions she'd been holding back threatened to spill. She opened her mouth to speak, then closed it again. Her chest felt like it was being squeezed. "It's... it's everything. I love Eli, I really do. But..."

Clementine raised an eyebrow, her expression a mix of curiosity and patience. "But?"

Alison's hands trembled as she ran them through her hair. "But I've been feeling... weird lately. I think I might have feelings for girls, too. Maybe. I don't know." Her voice cracked on the last part, and she let out a shaky breath. "And I don't know what that means. I love Eli so much, Clem, but now I'm questioning everything. It's like my mind and heart are in a tug-of-war, and I don't know what to do with it."

Clementine didn't flinch or pull back. Instead, she reached across the table and gently placed a hand on Alison's. "Alison, it's okay to be confused. Feelings don't always follow neat little lines. You're human, and it's natural to be uncertain sometimes."