Silence is the worst thing (Emison)

Chapter 6

Chapter 6
'So, are you ever going to explain what the hell happened the other day?' Hanna blurted one lunch time as the four girls sat at their usual table.
'Okay thank god someone has finally asked it! I thought I was going to die of curiosity.' Aria spoke next but Alison for the first time in front of the girls seemed lost for words.
'Nothing happened. Emily just got... jealous for some reason.' The blonde tried to avoid the topic subtly. She didn't want to talk about it. She hadn't seen Emily in days and secretly she was starting to worry.
'Right... so... did something happen between you two?' Spencer pushed the subject noticing Ali's distraction.
'What? No! I'm with Noel guys.' Alison's voice rose in pitch but the others didn't point it out. They didn't want to aggravate the blonde further, she had been on edge all week ever since the confrontation with Emily and Noel and it was starting to bother them.
'You are with him then?' Hanna questioned and the others looked towards Alison curiously.
'Well... no, we're not. We're just hanging out.' Alison's sentence lacked confidence and even she could tell. The last few weeks had just been utter confusion for the blonde, she liked being with Emily, she enjoyed her company and she even liked kissing Emily but when the idea of it becoming serious scared Alison.
'Okay well... is Emily... gay?' Aria slowly asked Alison the question all the girls had been aching to ask, the question interrupted Alison train of thought momentarily blinding her of providing any clear answer.
'I don't know. Why don't you ask her?' They all chuckled slightly at Alison's remark.
'Very funny.' Spencer said as she sipped at her coffee.
'Even if she did actually talk to us, she hasn't been at school for days.' Hanna pointed out to the group. She had remained relatively silent for most of the conversation. She was watching Alison, the ring leader of the group was acting weird and Hanna could tell that there was something wrong. Something had definitely happened between Alison and Emily and Hanna was determined to find out what.
'Can we stop talking about this? It's getting slightly boring.' Alison lied, she wasn't bored, the blonde just couldn't listen to anything more about Emily. She was missing her enough. The girls didn't speak further of Emily for the remainder of lunch. They went on about something Hanna had bought from the mall and Alison had immediately lost interest. Instead her thoughts were on Emily. Alison could not help but wonder why the brunette had not been at school for the last three days and she had decided that she was going to find out why.
When the school day had finally finished Alison got in her car and drove to Emily's. It was rare that Alison was ever over the brunette's house. In fact she had never actually been inside, she just remembered where Emily lived from when they did the assignment together and Emily had to go inside to get biology notes.
As Alison turned her car off across the road from Emily's house, she thought briefly of leaving but she decided she was too curious. The blonde had to know where Emily was and since the brunette's car was in the driveway she couldn't have been far.
Swiftly Alison walked up the front path to the Fields home and knocked on the door, again briefly thinking of running but again thought against it.
'Oh hello there.' A woman answered the door; Alison could only assume it was Emily's mother. They were practically identical, except for maybe the height. Emily's mother seemed significantly shorter.
'Hi, Mrs. Fields. Um... I'm Alison, I was wondering if Emily was home?' The blonde was suddenly quiet and very shy. Why did being in the presence of Emily's mother make her feel small? The woman looked back inside her house, indicating that indeed Emily was home.
'Yeah, she is. May I ask, what did you want Alison?' Normally, the question would sound rude but Alison could tell that the older Fields was actually being sweet and very polite; well she wasn't just going to let a random into her house.
'Oh yes, Emily and I did a biology project together and we got the marks back today. I thought she'd like to see them. She did rather well.'
Though Alison wasn't lying, the biology assignment was a mere excuse as she did not care about it. She really just cared about how Emily was.
'Of course. She's in her room, upstairs to the right.' Pam opened the door to let Alison into the house. The blonde took in a few quick details of the home, very modern but also very cosy in its own way. Alison noticed a picture frame of Emily, her mother and she assumed her father on the table next to the door. The man was wearing an army suit; she would remember this for later.
'It's lovely to meet you Mrs. Fields.' Alison spoke as she entered the home and presented her hand to the woman.
'It's Pam dear, and lovely to meet you too.' Pam said with a smile and briefly shook the blonde's hand. She was wondering if Alison was the reason for Emily's radical changes in behaviour, maybe they would sort something out? She was hoping that the blonde would help Emily to be happy again. Emily had not spoken since the day she had broken down into tears on her mother's shoulder but she saw it as progress and there was no way Pam was going to push her into going to school, considering she thought that was the problem.
Alison smiled quickly in returned before disappearing upstairs. Slowly Alison made her way down the hall looking for Emily's room. She could hear soft music playing from behind a closed door, she presumed it was Emily's and knocked. When there was no answer Alison opened the door slightly, Emily was facing the other direction and was fast asleep on her bed that sat against the far wall. She looked content, it was nice to see. Alison didn't want to disturb the brunette but she didn't want to leave. She physically wanted to hear the brunette say she was okay. Alison wanted to apologise but at the same time wanted to run.
Just when Alison decided it was time to leave she noticed Emily stirred slightly in her sleep, it caught her attention. The blonde noticed that Emily's crop top was slightly lifted from her body and it reviled a deep scar resting on her lower back. It looked old but still very painful, it made Alison gasp when she fully took it in and realise what the mark was.
The sudden noise made Emily jump from her slumber and she made a loud gasping noise. The brunette took a moment to adjust to reality. Alison was at her bedroom door almost waiting for permission but Emily couldn't say anything. She was too mad at the blonde for what had happened.
'Hi.' Alison spoke first and Emily responded by only sitting upright on her bed. 'You haven't been at school, so I began to worry.'
Emily just shrugged; she didn't know what to say. Alison however had already become inpatient.
'We're not back to this, are we? Me talking and you shrugging?' Emily could feel the blonde's frustration from where she was sitting but she was lost for words. The time away from Alison had given Emily a lot of time to think. To think of nothing but the blonde and the kiss they shared that is. However Emily felt like it didn't mean anything to Alison and she was not ready to face that reality just yet.
Alison sighed in frustration and ran her fingers through her hair. Her eyes went over the brunette's body again; she could vaguely still see the outline of Emily's scar. It was larger than she had once thought. The wound could be seen from Emily's side but there were no signs that it followed through to the brunette's front, not from Alison's point of view anyway.
The quiet Emily followed Alison's gaze and she quickly brought her bed covers over her.
'Why are you here Alison?' The way Emily said the blondes name portrait a sense of unfamiliarity, it was like there was no longer a personal relationship between the two of them. Alison didn't like this; she wanted Emily to call her Ali and to be okay. She wanted Emily to stand up and give her a hug and tell her that everything would be alright. But Emily just sat there. Waiting.
'We got our assignments back.' Alison's voice became neutral, no emotion, like she had always practice. Pulling out Emily's papers from her bag she placed them at the end of her bed and waited for the brunette to speak again, but she didn't. 'Why haven't you been at school?'
'Because, I didn't feel like being around anyone. I needed time Alison, I needed-'Alison sat on the edge of Emily's bed and placed a hand on the brunettes. The sudden movement made Emily silent and gave Alison time to think of an apology.
'Ali... Em. Please call me Ali.' Alison whispered as she let her thumb softly rub against Emily's hand. There was a moment of silence between them but before Alison could speak again Emily moved her hand away and stood.
'You are with Noel. Why are you here with me?' Though Emily didn't yell at Alison, the words were strong and could have made Alison crumble under the pressure.
'Because, I missed you.' The words fell from the blonde's mouth before she had any control over them.
'What happened that night after you threw me out Alison?' In the moment Alison knew Emily was beyond mad but she was doing well to conceal it. Emily's eyes were distant but full of rage; the sight would have bothered Alison if she weren't also enraged.
'I went to Noel's party and he apologised for everything that happened. So I decided to give him a second chance. Not that it's any of your business.'
The blonde tried desperately hard to pretend that she didn't care what Emily had to say but she did. Knowing that every word she spoke hurt Emily was hurting her as well, she didn't even fully understand why she was trying to hurt the brunette. Was it because of the feelings that were hiding under Alison's surface? Or was it just because that was the Alison DiLaurentis thing to do?
'You know what? Fine, it's not any of my business. You're not any of my business. I can see now you just pretended to be friends with me so the biology assignment was bearable. But now that it's done, you can go back to being that Alison DiLaurentis that pushed me in the hall on my first day. The Alison DiLaurentis that thrives off other peoples miss-routine. You know what Alison? I thought you were different but thank you for proving me wrong now, instead of me pursuing this relationship further and getting more hurt later on.'
Alison was now the quiet one. This was the first time she had ever seen Emily so dominate, her words only pushed at the lump that was sitting at the back of her throat further, causing no words to form for what seemed like a long time.
'I'm sorry, Emily.' Alison's voice was soft and hoarse, the lump still blocking any form of pathway for her vocal chords.
'No Alison. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I kissed you. I'm sorry I even bothered to think you cared. But just so you know, you kissed me back.' Emily's voice still remained strong but there was a hint of sorrow hidden behind them.
'Well... it was a mistake.' Alison finally spoke with power and velocity. Trying desperately hard to pretend her words were true. She stood eye to eye with Emily so there were no more chances of over powering her, giving the brunette no additional time to speak and Emily noticed the change in atmosphere as Alison spoke.
'Well it wasn't to me.' Emily closed the distant between her and Alison, not giving either girl a chance to escape a rough but very passionate kiss. Both fought for dominance as their lips battled each other in a fight for control but neither giving up. Alison felt her arms wrap around the taller girls neck which encouraged Emily to pull the blonde in close. After what felt like an eternity of the battle Alison finally gave up in the fight for control and moved to Emily's rhythm. For the first time in a kiss Alison enjoyed it.
She could feel Emily's passion and need for her. The feeling gave her a sense of comfort and this was something Alison had never felt when sharing a kiss with someone. The sensation made Alison moan softly causing her mouth to open ever so slightly. Emily's lips sensed Alison's desperation towards her and slipt her tongue to battle Alison's in a fire of ecstasy. In response to Emily's actions Alison moaned softly again, the sound sent shivers through Emily's body causing her to push the blonde on to the bed.
Not leaving any time to waste Emily reconnected her lips to Alison's and brought her hands to the blonde's waist, holding her gently in place. Alison loved the feel of Emily's skin against hers and as the brunette's hands explored the area of her waist she could feel nothing but pure delight.
As the passion grew between the two Alison could feel her needs rise, she wanted Emily to touch her more and she wanted to feel her hands everywhere but she knew that in that moment they were rushing. Emily felt this too but she couldn't help herself, so instead of control the brunette lead small, soft kisses down Alison's neck hoping that this time she wouldn't tell her to stop. Subconsciously however, Emily paused and looked at the now puffing blonde beneath her. Alison's eyes were closed and her lips were still expecting Emily's to rejoin her but when they didn't her eyes flew open, half expecting this to be a dream.
'What's wrong?' Alison's hands that were on Emily's back moved to the brunettes cheeks, holding them tenderly the blonde patiently waited for a reply.
'Is this... okay?' Emily motioned between the two, hoping that it was and that Alison wouldn't run away.
'It's perfect, Em.' The blonde smile at Emily's consideration, even in the heat of them moment the brunette was still thinking of her. Alison however could only think of kissing and touching Emily.
'But, what about Noel-' Before Emily could finish her question, Alison pulled the brunette closer and collided their lips together and Emily very much enjoyed this response. Moments later Emily felt Alison shift underneath her and suddenly the blonde was above her, leaving small kisses on her neck. The unexpected changes made Emily lose concentration briefly, causing her mind to slip away in to dark memories. She saw above her instead of Alison a dark hooded figure, she couldn't see his face, she just saw his shadows.
The brunette looked to her sides, she was no longer in her room but in a dark alley, it was raining and there were constant flashes of lightening. The figure pushed against her and she could feel a sharp pain in back, looking down the brunette saw a pool of blood, she wanted to scream but she couldn't. The figured had covered her lips with his and just as her eyes adjusted to the sight, Alison was above her again. Emily was patting uncontrollably as she quickly looked to her sides again, making sure that she was still in her room.
'Em? Are you okay?' Alison lifted herself slowly off the brunette and helped her sit up. Emily's eyes were distant, as if they were searching for something and as Alison lifted her hand to caress the brunette's cheek she flinched but it brought Emily back to reality.
'It's okay Em. It's just me.' Emily looked over at Alison, her eyes full of tears. Alison assumed whatever had just happened was a reason to why she stopped speaking and as curious as she was to ask what happened; she left it and instead pulled the brunette into a warm hug.
'It's okay. Everything is going to be okay.' Emily heard the words and let them spread through her body, trying to allow herself to believe them. 'Whatever happened before Emily, I promise you, it's okay now.' Alison held Emily close and slowly stroked her cheek leaving the brunette feeling, for the first time in months, safe.