"Come." Alison says. "Follow me."
"I will. The view is great." I say with a smirk on my face.
"You perv!" Alison shrieks with a laugh.
"Hey! Can you blame me?!" I chuckle, holding my hands up in defense.
"You are the ultimate fuckgirl!" Alison groans, throwing her head back in frustration.
"I won't be a fuckgirl if I means I can have you." I say.
"Nope. It shouldn't take an unwanted relationship for you to not be a fuckgirl." Alison argues.
"Unwanted? Ouch." I say, putting my hand over my heart. "This just took a turn for the worse." I say.
Alison sighs. "Emily Fields, you are-"
I cut her off by scooping her up into my arms bridal style, running through the woods that we currently occupy.
"Emily Fields! Put me down right now!" Alison shrieks.
"Nope!" I answer, and keep running.
"What if you fall?! I'm going to die!" She cries. "If you fucking drop me, I will drop-kick you to the fucking dirt!" She yells.
I laugh loudly. "Just tell me which direction we're going in!" I tell her.
She points, and I follow her lead.
"Why are we on a cliff?" I question. "Are you going to drop-kick me off the edge, and leave because casually? There aren't any witnesses." I go on.
Alison shakes her head. "You're a fucking idiot, Emily Fields."
I sigh. "Why are we here?"
"Just look over the edge." She says calmly.
"No! You're bitch ass is going to push me off!" I shout, stepping back.
"No, I'm not!" Alison laughs. "I may be a bitch, but I'm not that cruel."
"Not yet." I mumble.
"Just look." Alison groans.
I look over the edge as told, and see its full of water, with a waterfall going down from underneath the cliff we're on.
"You're going to fucking drown me!" I shriek. "Oh, hell no! Not today, Satan!" I yell at her.
"Why are you so stupid?!" Alison yells.
She starts stripping down, and I raise my eyebrows at her. "What the hell are you doing?" I ask.
"We're going swimming. Now take your clothes off." She orders.
"How? Is there a path we can walk down to get there?"
"Just take your clothes off." Alison sighs, annoyed.
"Ooh. Demanding." I smirk jokingly.
"Emily!" Alison yells.
"I'd rather hear you moan that." I say.
"You are impossible!" Alison exasperates.
"My mom tells me that all the time." I say.
"Take your fucking clothes off." Alison says in a stern voice.
"Sexy." I tell her.
I take my clothes off, leaving both Alison and I in our undergarments.
"So, how do we get down there?" I query as I look over the edge of the cliff.
"Like this!" Alison exclaims, and grabs my hand.
"What?!" I yell, turning to face her.
"Catch your breath!" She smiles, and pulls me off the cliff with her, pinching her nose.
"Alison!" I shriek as my stomach does flips. "What the actual fuck!"
We plummet into the water, breaking its surface. I go down about fifteen feet in the water, and quickly swim up.
I burst through the water, gasping for air. "What the fuck was that?!" I yell, looking around for Alison. "Ali?!" I call out, looking for the blonde haired beauty. "Alison!" I shout.
I start splashing through the water, searching for her.
After about five minutes, I start to lose it. My heart is racing through the fucking roof, my head is aching like a bitch, and I feel like I'm going to be sick any second now.
"ALISON!" I scream at the top of my lungs as tears cloud my vision.
She's gone...
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