Chapter 2:Thorns and Thistles

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ALISON

When Emily hangs up the phone,Jason shouts through the door.

"Have you been up all night?".

"Most of it".

"Come down for breakfast soon and then we'll head to the office".

Emily had turned to everyone in her time of need,and I was her last resort.There had been a time when I was the first Emily came to for help.The only person she came to for help for that matter.I used to be all Emily saw,but I went and ruined that by lying until I didn't know what was the truth and what wasn't. Hanna had told me she had even started talking to Paige again.I got dressed and went down the stairs,and found Jason leaning against the front door.

"Let's go".

"What happened to breakfast?".

"We'll get breakfast in The Brew".

Since Dad had told us about Charles,things were different between Jason and I.We had realized that our family were so dysfunctional and if we were to survive,we needed to be better siblings than we had been.Jason was now the brother he should of been,and I was the sister I had never been.

"I heard you talking to Emily".

"She needed someone to tell her everything will be ok".

"And will it?".

"And will what?".

"Will everything be ok?".

"I hope so".

Jason grabbed his jacket from the hall table and we headed for the car.Seeing the girls suffer had affected Jason as much as it had affected me and he had spent nights worrying if they could sleep.He invited Aria to stay with us,but that was because he still has a soft spot for her,not through actual concern.

As we entered The Brew,I met eyes with Emily,who was emptying tables.She had poured her heart out to me last night,crying about her nightmares,the girls drifting apart,things of the past we couldn't change.

"Why is it all so complicated Ali?".

"Because I'm a bad person".

"Why did you use me,Ali?"

"Because I'm a bad person".

That was my answer to every question ever asked,because it was the truth.Everything that had happened to me,to us,to Mona,to Mike,to Jenna,to Wilden,to Maya,had happened because I'm a bad person.If Rosewood was a flower,I would be its thorns.

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