Emison: Fragile Like Glass

Chapter 13: I Love You

Alison POV:
"By the looks of it, and what you are experiencing, and by what you've told me. I'd say you have PTSD. Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder."

"That's great. That really fucking great." I say, with a frustrated laugh.

"You could go to therapy or counseling. It could help." Dr. Shepard tells me.

"Uh, I have to go." I say, and grab my bag.

I hurry out of the hospital and to my house.

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Emily POV:
"I hate myself!" I yell, and throw a pillow across my room.

"Why does love have to be so complicated?!" I scream at no one in particular.

"Why does life have to be so horrible?!"

"Why can't you just love who you love without anyone judging you?!"

"Why?!"

At this point tears are streaming down my face, and my throat burns from my yelling. I pace around my room, trembling.

I sit on my floor thinking.

Just then Hanna comes into my room.

"Okay. It's a Friday night and-" But she pauses when she sees me.

"Emily? What's wrong?!" She asks worriedly.

"I need to tell you something." I say, my voice cracking.

"What is it?" She asks, and sits down next to me. Pulling me into a warm embrace.

"I'm...Gay." I say casually.

"Okay. I don't care." She says.

"And I love Ali." I continue.

She pulls away and looks in my eyes.

"Love?" She asks.

"It doesn't take long to fall in love. When you know, you just...Know."

"What happened?" She questions me.

"We kissed." I say.

"When?"

"The day of the crash." I tell her, still looking into her eyes.

"Before or after?"

"Before." I say, before continuing.

"So, really, this is all my fault. I kissed her. I ran. She ran. She got in a crash. She kissed me. I pulled away. She ran. And I'm here." I ramble, as my voice wavers.

"No, Emily. This isn't your fault." Hanna tells me.

"It is."

"You can't help who you love." She tells me.

"Why did you pull away?" She asks.

"I was shocked." I say in monotone. "I didn't want her to leave."

"I want her here. With me. To hold me." I cry.

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Alison POV:
"Emily doesn't even want me anymore!" I scream at the top of my lungs.

No one is home.

How shocking is that?

I sit on my bed, and stare out the window.

I see a little boy walking with his dog. He's smiling. He's laughing.

He's...Happy.

I wish my childhood could've been like that. But it wasn't. My own parents didn't even care enough.

They wanted us to be this perfect family. Like want you see in those advertisements. It makes me sick.

I decide to just write a note explaining how I feel. No one would ever find if. And of they were to find it, they wouldn't care. Or they would just make fun of me for it.

My silence is just another word for my pain. I'm not afraid to fall in love. I'm afraid to fall for the wrong person again.

I wonder what my reasoning in this world is.
I wonder how much I'm really wanted.
I could run away, and no one would notice. Disappear. Vanish.
Have you ever wanted someone so much that it hurts?
Sometimes it is better to be alone. Nobody can hurt you.

My thoughts are interrupted by my phone ringing.

I sigh and pick up my phone. It's Hanna.

"Hey, Han. What's up?" I ask.

"I need you to come to Emily's. Like, now." She says in a hurry.

I can hear Emily crying in the background, and my heart sinks.

"What happened?!" I ask worried.

"Just come." She says, and hangs up.

I crumple the note and throw it in my trash can before leaving the house.

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Alison POV:
"Hanna?" I yell, walking into the house.

I quietly tip-toe up the stairs, and to Emily's bedroom door.

I open the door and see Emily sitting on the floor, tears streaming down her face. Hanna's arms are wrapped around her, rocking the brunette back and forth.

"Emily?" I whisper.

She looks up at me, and quickly tries to wipe away the tears, but they keep coming.

"I've got it from here, Han. Thank you." I say, and sit next to Emily.

She goes to get up, but Emily pulls her back down.

"Stay." She says, her voice cracking.

Hanna looks at her sympathetically, and sits down on the bed.

"What's wrong?" I ask Emily.

"I'm sorry." She whispers.

"For what?" I ask her, obviously confused.

"It's my fault you got in that crash. I shouldn't have kissed you." She says.

"It's not your fault. I wasn't paying attention." I tell her.

She looks up at me with her glossy brown eyes, sadness evident in her face.

"I love you." She whispers.

"I love you too." I tell her.

"No, I mean...I really love you. As more than a friend." She says, sounding frustrated.

I smile, and lean into her, completely forgetting Hanna is sitting right behind us.

"Now, since you love me, is that why Mona isn't bugging me anymore?" I ask with my signature smirk, and she chuckles.

"I may, or may not have punched her in the face." She says, turning her head, acting innocent.

I giggle, and face her back towards me, and kiss her.

The kiss is full of passion and love. I never want it to end.

"Wow!" I hear Hanna exclaim.

"I'm guessing you two forgot I was here?" She asks.

Emily smiles at her, and turns back to me.

"Alison..." She begins. "I feel like I've known you forever." She says. "Will you be my girlfriend?"
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Can you say writers block?!
What will Alison say?!