Family

Should've Said No

Ali's pov

Today is the anniversary of my mom's death and for the first time since she died I am alone. The worst day of the year rolls around, the anniversary of her death. Despite my mom being a shitty parent, I still loved her and every year the reminder of her death pushes me into a deep depression. When my mum died I was lucky enough to have four amazing friends -one in which became my wife- by my side. Since I married Emily she has been the only person who can save me from falling down the deep path of depression. Today my rock isn't by my side to keep me sane, instead she is away with the Rosewood Sharks for a competition. My two gorgeous daughters aren't with me either, they have gone to a caravan with my mother-in-law Pam Fields. To take my mind off my mom I went to the local bar to drown my sorrows.

"Alison DiLaurentis?"

I spin around the swivel bar stool to find a familiar face. Oh my god, who is that? Fuck I can't remember who it is

"Hey. How have you been? It's so good to see you" I smile

Fuck what's her name?

"What are you doing here all alone?" She asks

"Oh, I'm just...just...trying to drown my sorrows"

"Can I join you? Maybe I can take your mind off whatever is bothering you" the girl says, placing her hand on my leg

"I'll get us some shots" she smiles before shouting on the barista

"How is your family?" I ask, trying to find clues of her name

"Not good. Cindy fell out with me because she doesn't like the real me"

Hell yes. Cindy and fucking Mindy

"I'm so sorry Mindy. What do you mean by the real you?" I ask, throwing a shot down my throat

"I don't want to tell you. I've heard you have changed but I don't know if you will be supportive of me" she sheepishly mutters

"You'll probably be surprised. What is it ?" I ask

"I'm gay"

Without thinking I burst into laughter and her eyes drop in shame

"I'm sorry I'm not laughing at you. I'm laughing because I'm gay too" I slur,taking another shot of vodka

She grabs my face and pulls my lips onto hers. I return the kiss running my hands down the side of her stick thin body, I run my hand through her greasy hair and she pushes me backwards to reveal a crooked smile and squint muddy brown eyes

"Do you wanna go somewhere more private?" She asks, running her dry hands down my arms

"I'd love to" I intoxicatingly grin, downing the rest of my drink

She rests her weight onto my thighs and kisses me again. Her tongue bounces off my lips as I refuse to passionately kiss her back. I don't want to kiss her but I can't help it, the emotional touch of her presence brings me comfort as I drink my way out of loneliness and into inescapable relationship problems.

"Let's hope no one need to pee" she laughs as she drags her nails up my back, round the bottom of my boobs and begins to unzip my Rosewood Sharks hoodie that I stole from Emily when we first started dating

She throws me against the cold wall and kisses me again, pushing her body against mine. I groan in pain as her pointy hip bone digs into my stomach

"Already moaning? I've not even started yet" she creepily smiles, wiggling her eyes. She pulls her dress over her head to reveal small red lingerie