Emily's POV
I still need to be alone, but I know how Alison feels. I miss her too.. "wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" I hear a familiar voice shout and I slowly open my eyes. I throw a pillow at the doorway, the opposite direction from mine and I hear giggles. Someone jumps onto the bed and I look over and see Hanna. "Han, who let you in?" Alison questions tiredly. "Me" she laughs and I see her mood change when she looks at me.
"I heard about-- I'm so sorry em, I love you" Hanna mumbles and pulls me into a hug on the bed. Thanks for reminding me Han, I appreciate it. Actually to be honest I was already thinking about it..
Hanna spent the day with us, not really me I didn't talk much. Hanna has always been the closest to me and it's hard not laughing with her.. I actually did laugh a bit when Hanna would say something extremely funny but I tried to hide it. It seemed like Alison and Estelle had a good time with Hanna, along with Elizabeth.
"Bye auntie Hanna!" Estelle squeals with mixed emotions, sad Hanna's leaving but happy she was here. "Bye Estelle I had fun with you and Elizabeth" Hanna mumbles to Estelle and crouches down to hug her.
Hanna and Ali say their goodbyes, which took a pretty long time but I was patient. "I hope you feel better em" Hanna mumbles to me and I'm brought out of my thoughts. Is she funny? Feel better? I can only hope that will happen. She says goodbye and a cheezy friend speech but I didn't really listen much. I mumble a quiet, "bye" when she was finished talking and she walks out the door.
Alison's POV
I'm so glad Hanna came over and lightened the mood, she's such a great friend. I haven't seen aria in a few weeks, I miss her. Spencer was over a few days ago, she's like a sister to me.
We all head up to bed and I do my routine of saying goodnight to Estelle and Elizabeth. When I'm finished I climb into my bed with Emily and I cuddle into the blankets. "Night babe I love you" I whisper and close my eyes, not expecting her to say anything. My expectations are spot on for her.
I wake up when I hear a crash downstairs, like glass. I quickly turn my body to see if Emily was there and she wasn't. I'm glad it was Emily and not a stranger but what the hell is she doing it's 3am.
I reluctantly stand up and head downstairs. I see glass scattered on the floor and Emily scrambling to pick it up. She's definitely hammered.. "Em calm down its fine" I mumble and quickly stumble over to her. I crouch down by her. She's on her knees and her head is buried in her hands. I rub her back and she falls on me.
I don't blame her for getting drunk. I'm not mad, I'm just upset for Emily. She's definitely hit her breaking point and she needs help. I really hope I could give her the help she needs but I'm not sure how I'm going to when I need help myself..
She falls asleep on my lap and I stroke her hair and I let her sleep not even attempting to wake her up to go upstairs. I didn't get any sleep after I woke up and I have work tomorrow.
I'm not really sure what Emily's plans are for work, she didn't even call or contact them at all when she was away. They asked about her and it was embarrassing to say I didn't know what happened to my own wife.
I'm struggling with paying the bills because usually id have some financial help from Emily but ever since she left I've been on my own and it's hard. I've been alone before paying bills but Jason helped me out. I have no money to buy Estelle or Elizabeth anything and I feel bad but it's just how it is. Thankfully they don't care about things like that.
I shake Emily awake in the morning and she slowly opens her eyes. She has pain splattered on her face. Mascara smeared and I'm sure she has the worst headache. Turns out I was right, Emily's hand immediately goes up to her head and she closes her eyes in pain.
"Are you capable of watching Elizabeth or should i have spen-" I start to say but I don't finish my sentence when I realize I'm going to have to call Spencer.
I manage to maneuver Emily up the stairs. I walk back down the steps and clean up the glass Emily had shattered from the night before.
Spencer came over and watched Elizabeth, and Emily. That's the routine for weeks because night after night Emily was wasted. Drinking during the day when no one would be watching, sneaking it with her into the car. Bringing a water bottle with vodka in it every where we went. It's getting scary, and I have tried to stop her every time I see her.
I knew she would need help, but this is tearing me apart. I knew she wasn't drunk every second of the day. Or that's what I thought.. "you should try to get your position back on the swim team" I suggest and Emily shrugs.
It's 10pm and for the first night I actually believed Emily was sober. She's standing by the dresser playing on her phone while I'm sitting on the bed waiting for her. "Who are you texting" I ask and Emily sets her phone down and huffs. She shuffles over to me a little shaky but I think nothing of it.
When she reaches me she climbs onto my lap and starts to make out with me. She hasn't kissed me like this in forever, it feels good but it doesn't feel right. It's not the same she's pushy and rough, on a second thought she's defiantly not sober..
