Emison: Something Big (ON HOLD)

Chapter 23: Not What It Seems

Alison's Pov

Emily grabs my hands into hers.  "It was an accident."

I shake my head.  "It was murder when I ran away from the scene and never spoke of it again.  Even Aria died because my stupid decisions," I yell and yank myself away from Em.

"Plus I have nothing left."

"You have me Alison," Emily cries now.

I quickly shoot up from my bed as I start breathing quick.  I had another dream about that night.  I quickly get up and run to my desk and see all my papers everywhere.  Clues that might help me kill this person, but nothing. I went through everything. I wipe my hand across my desk causing everything to tumble to the floor. I been at this for 4 months. I can't take it.

"Alison baby."

I turn around and mom looks at me with concern.

"Please stop," she whispers and I look away with a sigh.

"Mom," I raise my voice as I get to my feet.

"Honey just please," she starts tearing up and I turn around looking at the scattered papers. "Can I have some privacy."

I hear my mom walk out and I stare at the sheets and computer. Everything.

"I'm an agent," She simply say.

"Your a what?!"

She gets closer to me and I slowly steps away.

"I was sent to Rosewood to find this person hunting you guys down and keep you guys safe," Emily explain.

I look at her with disgust as my eyes start to well up. "All the stuff we went through and everything we talked about was all a lie.  Everything you said to me. Was a lie.  You just wanted me close to you so I won't die," I say calmly , but with a raspy voice.

Em quickly grabs my hand but I take it away.  "Everything I said about you was true.  All the compliments I gave you were true.  All the story's I told were true.  My feelings about you are true," She starts to tear up.

"What did you say," I says.

She grabs my hand.  "My feelings about you are true."  I take my hand away from her once again.

"You think after lying to my face that I will like you back. You make me sick. If you really cared about me. You wouldn't of lied to me," I start crying.

Present

I feel a tear run down my pale checks.  I get to my knees and I grab all of the papers and stuff them in my trash can.  Along with other stuff.  Pictures of my father.  Any pictures that make me feel. 

After I put everything in I pick it up and put it in the center of the room.  I grab my lighter I use for my candles and with a flick I drop the lighter and let it fall to its rightful place. 

The trash goes up in flames.  I feel my heart going down with the flames.  Today I pledge to never let anyone in.  Or let anyone get to me.  I pledge to think about me and be selfish.  It's time.  This is a wake up call. Too many people die because of me.  It's time to take extreme measures.