Emily's POV
I was driving to my house when suddenly someone appeared out of nowhere causing me to stop my car. I almost hit the person. I got out of my car to check if they are okay because I'm afraid the person is injured.
"Hey are you okay?" I asked still worried that something happened. I can clearly see it is a blonde woman she has her hands on her face. She hasn't noticed there is a car a meter away from her. I hear she is sobbing. I decided to get closer.
"Is everything okay?" I asked one more time a little bit louder. I caught her attention this time.
"Yee-aah" She said trying to speak normal but failing in the process.
"Can I take you home?" I want to help her. That made her take her hands down and I found out the blonde girl that I almost hit is Alison.
"Alison? What's wrong?" I asked, immediately walking to her and hugging her.
"Iiiii dooo-on't waa-aanaa goo hooomee" She said.
"Shhh... it's okay" I told her. I broke the hug and grabbed her hand to guide her to the passenger seat. I opened the door and said "Let's go".
"I told you I don't wanna go home" She said speaking a little bit normal but still sad.
"I am not taking you to your house" I reassured her.
"Where are we going then?" She asked worried.
"To my house" I answered.
"Okay" is all she said and got in my car. I walked to the other side of the car and started driving again. I don't want to ask what happened that quickly. I'll wait until we get to my house.
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We arrived at my house 10 minutes later I looked at Alison, she seems lost. What could have happened? I saw her a couple of hours ago and she was fine. I got out and walked to the other side of the car. I opened the door and held my hand to help her.
"Alison we are here". I told her taking her out of her thoughts. She turned to see me and gave me a weak smile. She took my hand and I helped her out. I closed the door and we walked to my house. I didn't let go of her hand.
She finally spoke up when we got inside.
"You have a beautiful house"
"Thank you. Let's go to the living room" I told her taking her to the other room. Once we sat I spoke again. "Would you mind telling me what happened?"
Alison took a deep breathe before talking... "I got home and started talking to one of my friends on the phone when suddenly my dad told me to go downstairs. I went to talk to him and he didn't look happy. He asked me why I got home late, I told him I had been in detention and he got madder than he was before. He wanted to know the reason why I was in detention and he scolded me. I defended myself because I am a human and I make mistakes but he told me the Dilaurentis never get detention. I told him some bad stuff and that's when he slapped me and pushed me to the floor. I decided to run out of my house and a couple minutes later you found me". She started crying again when she mentioned her dad slapped her. I got closer and hugged.
"Don't worry Alison I am sure by now your dad knows the mistake he made and he is going to apologize" I told her but I want to change the topic. I broke the hug to ask her "Have you eaten?" She thought about it for a minute.
"No" she barely whispered but I heard.
"Let's go to the kitchen" I took her hand one more time and we walked to the kitchen.
