Silence is the worst thing (Emison)

Chapter 23

Chapter 23
"Ali, will you calm down? She'll be here soon okay?" Spencer told Alison for the fourth time that hour, the blonde had been pacing back and forth none stop for about ten minutes when Hanna had finally had enough and stood up to calm her.
"Hey, you've done amazing here. The house looks lovely and the flowers are very sweet but I think Em is just going to be happy to be back here with you."
Hanna rubbed her shoulders gently and pointed over to the bunch of roses that awaited Emily for when she return from the hospital.
"I can't believe it's already been a week." Aria muttered from the lounge. The girls had been around the house all day preparing for Emily's arrival and Alison was thankful for her friends, she was appreciative of them giving up their Sunday afternoon to help.
"I'm nervous." Alison felt her hands shake as she spoke.
"I think they're here." Spencer said as she peeped through the blinds of the window.
Alison ran to the door within seconds and grabbed the roses on the way.
"She is actually so cute." Hanna whispered to Aria and Spencer, the three giggled quietly and watched as Alison waited by the door.
After a few minutes Alison could hear Wayne and Pam talking as they made their way to the front door, moments later it opened and Wayne was pushing Emily through in a wheelchair.
Spencer, Hanna and Aria saw Alison's face light up at Emily's presence, it made all three of them tear up as the brunette reached for the blonde's hands.
"Hey Emmy." Alison said, holding the roses in front of her. Emily was still covered in her bandages and the nasal cannula sat below her nose providing the desperately needed oxygen, but she was still the beautiful amazing girl Alison had fallen in love with. Her loose clothes hung from her body while the tight white dressings surrounding her cheeks, eye and her wrists, at first it was difficult for the blonde to take in but ignoring her thoughts of what lay behind the shielding binds she moved closer to her girlfriend and smiled.
"Hey Ali." Emily felt tears welling in her eyes, the sight of her beautiful girlfriend waiting for her to get home with roses in her hands made her feel amazing.
It had been so long since she had really spent time with Alison, they were always busy with school and rehabilitation that quality seemed impossible but now with the brunette home they could be together.
"I got you these." Alison knelt down in front of Emily as Wayne and Pam made their way into the kitchen, pulling Hanna, Spencer and Aria with them.
"Oh come on! I want to see!" Hanna exclaimed as Pam dragged her away. Alison and Emily laughed momentarily before drawing their attention back to each other.
"I missed you." Alison said as she handed Emily the roses.
"I missed you too." She said as she smelt the flowers. "These are beautiful."
"Just like you." Alison smiled as her hand reached for Emily's cheek not giving the brunette any time to react.
Their lips connected in a moment of pure serenity in which Emily's hands slowly snaked around Alison's neck, holding her as close as she possibly could without hurting herself.
"Aw!" Hanna came bursting back into the room and moved over to the pair, the rest of their friends along with Emily's parents followed close behind while rolling their eyes in unison.
"Later. I promise." Emily whispered before Hanna tugged Alison away and into a gripping hug.
"When did you get so cute?" The blonde released Alison from her hold and moved to give Emily a significantly softer embrace.
"What are you talking about? I've always been adorable." Alison's tone was playful which made Emily smile, causing her own smile to grow.
"I'm glad to be home." The brunette mused as Alison pushed her into the kitchen behind everyone else.
"I'm glad too."
It had been less than an hour of socialising before Emily began yawning, with her new medication and lack of energy she found herself become tired rapidly.
"Well I think we should head home." Spencer commented after Emily's third yawn. "We've got some studying to do."
"Oh come on Spence." Hanna whinged as the brunette pulled her from the kitchen bench.
"Yes, come on." Aria helped Spencer with Hanna and managed to get her in the car after five long minutes of complaining.
"You have some really amazing friends." Pam said as they waved the three girls a final goodbye,
Emily and Alison nodded in agreement as the car disappeared.
"Alright, I think it's time you had some rest." Wayne grabbed the handles of Emily's chair and guided her inside, stopping at the stairs and knelt down to his daughter and grabbed the oxygen tank that had been lying innocently next to her.
"Hold this for me?" He smiled gently before handed her the tank carefully. Wayne gently let his hands move around Emily's legs and back and swiftly lifted her from the chair, making his way upstairs he carried Emily from the chair to her room and placed her softly on the bed.
"You want to take it from here?" Wayne asked when he turned to find Alison standing in the doorway, she smiled and nodded shyly. Of course she wanted to take over but seeing the way Wayne was with Emily melted her heart and she felt bad for interrupting.
"Is that okay?"
"Of course, I would kind of like to spend some time with Pam anyway. It feels like it's been a very long time since I've actually been with her." Wayne's hand went to Alison's shoulder in a moment of connection before he left the room, closing the door behind him.
"I've missed this bed." Emily whispered as she attempted to guide her legs underneath the blanket.
"Here." Alison walked over to the struggling the brunette and helped assist in the moving of her legs and after a few minutes of manoeuvring she felt Emily's hands grip around her wrist, pulling her onto top.
"I believe we were in the middle of something." Her voice was seduction mixed with innocence; Alison would have thought it to be an odd combination if she hadn't been missing the brunette so much.
"I don't want to hurt you." She lifted her body from Emily's trying to relieve any pressure she may have been bestowing upon the brunette but she was merely pulled back down again.
"I need to feel you against me, Ali." Her voice was soft and though her words would have seemed suggestive to others Alison knew it was definitely pure innocence that Emily was radiating.
"Em..." But she was interrupted with Emily's lips linking with her own in a fire of sweet desperation.
Alison could feel herself letting go as Emily's hands beginning trailing along her waist and up her back, her hands acting as a fast stream, washing away all of Alison's worries in a mist of tranquillity.
The sensation felt so nice she could feel her urgency for Emily rise in the pit of her stomach but before she could continue the brunette broke away when breath became an issue.
"Sorry. I can't breathe." She laughed shyly as her un-bandaged eye strayed away from the worried blonde above her.
"It's okay, take your time." Alison slowly lifted her body from Emily's in an attempt to open her airways; she knew she was definitely a restriction.
Watching Emily she could sense the brunette was troubled and she could tell she was struggling with adjusting to her lack of movement from her legs, it was difficult to witness but Alison told herself continuously to remain strong.
After Emily managed to regain a consistent heart rate she took Alison's hand in her own and moved it to her neck, the soft touch of the blonde's hands felt soothing against the cut that Noel had left.
Alison sensed Emily's pleasure of her touch and it made her smile, it was important to her that after everything she felt pleasure.
"I'm sorry." Emily murmured into Alison's hand after she pulled it to her lips, kissing it gently. The soft skin of Alison's hand provided Emily the illusion of comfort; she was slightly disappointed when her jaw began to hurt from her smiling.
"Don't be sorry, Em." Alison gently unbutton and pulled the sleeve of Emily's loose flannelette shirt down her shoulder and placed small kisses along her available skin that wasn't covered with bandages. Until this point Alison hadn't realised how badly Emily was injured until more of her body was exposed.
Emily observed as Alison's lips travelled curiously and carefully across her body and it seemed that all the damage that was upon her body surprised her.
"Ali, I wouldn't." Emily stopped the blonde's hands from pulling further at her shirt; if she was bothered by a few bandages on her arms Alison wasn't going to handle her chest.
"I want to." By the tone of her girlfriends voice Emily understood that Alison would be getting her way, one way or the other, so she removed her hand and let her continue.
When she had made it to the final button Emily took in a deep breath and waited for Alison to reveal her wounded body.
Several deep scars held together by stiches sat on Emily's chest, what was once smooth skin was now replaced with bruises and cuts of all different degrees.
At first Alison didn't react, she merely took in each new scar and then the old ones.
Emily's body displayed each painful memory she had ever had the misfortune of experiencing, several horrible details invaded her body and would remain there forever because of what she had endured, Alison remained silent as her hands moved the rest of Emily's shirt revealing the large bandage that she knew covered her stab wound.
"Does it hurt?" Alison finally spoke after several silent minutes; Emily nodded and sighed, causing pain to shoot through her.
"It's nothing I can't handle."
"You were very tired not too long ago." The blonde pointed out.
"I still am but I haven't been alone with you in a long time and I want to enjoy it." Emily let her hands stroke Alison's cheek as the blonde's own hands began gliding across her chest.
"I really have missed you, Em." Emily watched Alison speak and it was becoming very clear that she had never been like this with someone, what was once the strong and dominating Alison was now the sweet and caring blonde who let her vulnerability display to the ones she loved.
"I know. I missed you too." Emily moved up to connect her lips with Alison and she wrapped her arms around her neck, pulling her close.
"You should sleep." Alison murmured through the deep kisses.
"Mhmm." Emily mumbled and continued to kiss the blonde, showing no intention of breaking from the embrace.
Alison felt the brunette's hands slowly move to the hem of her shirt, lifting it slightly to touch the soft surface of her waist. She could feel her hair rise up on end as Emily's hands roamed up underneath the fabric and towards her chest.
After several minutes of lingering around the padded material of Alison's bra Emily attempted to reach her hands around the blonde's back in an effort to take the offending item off. Alison noticed her struggle and moved to help, unclipping the bra she moved the straps of her shoulder and out from underneath her shirt.
"Sorry." Emily apologised shyly at her struggle.
"Don't." Alison took Emily's hands, guiding them underneath her shirt to her waist. "Please, keep going."
Emily's hands caressed the skin of Alison's waist as they drew in to kiss.
They continued to kiss for a long time but Alison was too scared to lay her hands upon Emily, which was beginning to bother her, she wanted to touch her but was afraid she would cause pain.
Alison felt Emily's hands move away from her stomach and to her own hands, pulling them towards her body. Connecting to the surface of Emily's bandaged lower abdomen Alison tried to pull away only to be held in place by the brunette.
"I need this too Ali." Emily guided Alison's hands to her chest where the thin fabric of her thin crop top sat, hiding some of the scars she knew were there.
"Okay." Alison nodded and began the long task of helping Emily out of her shirt and crop top and when they were disregarded to the side the brunette sighed in relief. The lack of clothing actually felt relaxing and soothing, Alison could sense this. Letting her fingers delicately dance across Emily's chest Alison watched as she reacted to each individual movement and even though the brunette's lips let a small moan escape she resisted the urge to allow her lips moving from anywhere but Emily's lips.
She knew that this whole experience was different. It was innocent.
It was new for both of them and it was something Alison was still struggling to understand, she wasn't sure about what the limits were or when was it considered crossing the line.
Her thoughts were sexual and she was struggling to control them, especially when Emily moaned. To keep her thoughts at bay Alison lifted her shirt above her head and watched as the brunette's eyes widen, giving her the upper hand just the way she used to like it. With time Alison had noticed how much she had grown and changed, how she was always equal with Emily, there was no dominance, it was just them together.
Emily's hands shook with nervousness, it felt like it had been months instead of weeks since she had touched Alison and the pressure was beginning to get to her. She felt there was no way to truly thank the blonde for everything she had gone through, like there was no way she could really show her how much she loved her.
As they kissed Emily led her hands up and down Alison's body causing shivers to run through the blonde spine, Alison felt as if little butterflies were touching the tips of her nerves while filling her stomach with fireworks.
It gave her the confidence to continue touching Emily and with caution she slowly placed her hand on the surface of the brunette's waist while slowly moving up her body to her stab wound.
She felt her thumb move against the oddly harsh fabric of Emily's bandage occasionally letting her skin fall from it to her tanned skin instead.
"Thank you." Emily whispered gently as her own hands began their path towards Alison's breasts. Though her hands were weak she mastered up the energy to softly trail her own fingers against the blonde's skin, admiring the feeling it produced.
Alison's lips couldn't hold the moan she had been suppressing for so long and Emily found it oddly comforting to hear.
"I couldn't stop thinking about you." Alison said as she leant against the already panting brunette, it seemed oxygen would be a problem for a long time to come which made Alison angry, she had forgotten about the damage Emily had sustained, the punctured lung would be something that wouldn't heal. It was something that Emily was stuck with and even now looking at her Alison couldn't help but stare at the large surgical scar the brunette had from the doctors trying to save her broken lung. It was slightly scary to see something so large on someone who seemed so small. Emily may be a strong person but Alison felt that with one touch the brunette would crumble into a million pieces.
That's what scared her most.
Breaking Emily, or losing her.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Alison hadn't noticed in her time observing the brunette that tears began falling from her eyes.
"Nothing, nothing I'm sorry." Alison quickly wiped away the stray tear and smiled.
"Tell me." Emily lifted her hand to Alison's cheek, caressing it gently.
"I just can't lose you Em. I'm nothing without you." Alison took several minutes to answer, she felt if she told the truth it would mean she wasn't being strong for Emily and that was almost as if it was failure.
"You won't lose me, I'm not going anywhere."
"Look at you. You're so broken, so damaged and you're still the stronger one. I wanted to be the stronger one for you Emily but I can't. I just can't."
"You don't need to be stronger for me Ali. You need to be stronger for yourself." Emily pulled Alison towards her, letting their foreheads rest against each other before a tender kiss.
Emily yawned lightly as Alison put her shirt back on. After a few minutes of helping the brunette into her own shirt Alison placed herself next to Emily and let her lie against her chest.
It was a sign of affection that both Emily and Alison needed, within minutes the brunette's eyes were shut in deep slumber.
Alison chuckled softly before placing a small kiss against her forehead.
"I love you, Emily."