Emison! When Ali Goes to jail she meets the most feared woman in prison: Fields. How will it end?
Chapter 19 and they will be out, was it just a summer fling? And will Emily's business be too much for Ali?
Wait I have a daughter, I have a daughter? That question kept haunting in my head when Emily leads me to the phones. "Okay stay here for a sec." Emily says and I nod. I see al these phones hanging on the walls, and I have no idea why I'm here. I see Emily talking to someone and she signals to me to come. I walk over to here and I can hear her talking to someone. "Heey Maggie, how are you?" Emily says and it goes quiet for a few seconds. "That's amazing." Silence...... "Uhuh, you know what your mom is here too, maybe you should tell her all about your favorite memories." Emily puts the phone away from her ear and smiles at me. "This is your daughter Ali, I'll be waiting for you there." She says and hands me the phone. I'm a bit nervous
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"Hello." I say and I hear a giggle at the other side of the line. "Hello from the other side, mommma." Says a cut little voice. "Is Emily with you?" She asks me. "Who is Emily?" I ask. "Momma you're so funny, the woman who I just talked to." I look to my left and see Emily standing there and she smiles at me and gives me her thumb ups. "Oh yeah, she's close." I say back still looking at Emily. "She told me I should talk to you about our best memories, I thought I had to tell her?" She says. "No you have to say it to me." "Ooh," she says and it's quiet for a few seconds before she speaks up, "earlier this year it was snowing and we went out, that was probably my best memory." Snowing... This year... Still nothing. I lean to the wall and looks outside the window. "What did we do that day?" I ask. "You were really sad in the morning momma because of Noel, so we went away and we bought a sled, we drove to a hill and we spent the whole day playing and making a snowmen, after that we were cold so we went to the Brew and we drunk hot chocolate and ate some cookies, later we went to the cinema and we watched the sunset but I fell asleep there and woke up when we were almost home." Suddenly I get a flashback, I see myself driving a car and looking at he backseat over my shoulder and seeing this little blond girl looking at me with sleepy eyes and I smile lightly at her. I start to cry. "Is there something wrong mommy?" I wipe my tears away but they just keep coming. "Nothing's wrong, go on princess." "Well when we were inside you told me I had to go upstairs and Noel was very angry at you, after an half a hour I went downstairs and I saw Noel hitting you momma, he just didn't stop he told me to go upstairs, after that you came upstairs and made me ready for bed." I'm crying harder now, I remember this, I remember Noel and when I look around I see that only Emily and a guard is there, Emily sees it too and comes closer and hugs me. "It's alright." She says in my ear and moves her hand up and down on my back. "Wait momma how can I forget, you read Jungle book too me." I laugh a bit. "I love you Maggie, you know that right?" "Yes I do, and I love you too" Emily kisses my temple and breaks the hug. "Can I have Emily on the line?" Maggie asks me. "Um..yeah.. Of course, I'll ask her." Me and Emily are still looking at each other. "She wants to speak to you." I say dumbfounded. Emily smiles and grabs the phone. She's talking and laughing with Maggie, and I wonder when they met? Did I know Emily before I went to prison? I want to know where they're talking about so I look around to make sure no one is watching and I go back to hugging Emily. I put my head in her neck on the side where the phone is and she puts one arm loosely around me. They're talking about sponge bob, wow... I never thought that. "Maggie your mother is eavesdropping our conversation." Emily tries to say serious but you can see it's fake immediately. "Momma go away." I can hear Maggie giggle. "Heey not so rude, both of you." I say smiling. I hear a buzz on the phone. You have one minute left. Shit I don't want it to end. "Baby I love you so much, you can come to visit soon." "Yes yes, I miss you momma." She says happy. "I miss you too baby." "Emily will you be there too?" You have 30 seconds left. "Yes I will." Emily quickly says, I smile at her still hugging her. "Okay bye, I love you mommies." And with that the line goes dead. I frown, did she just said mommies? Wait is that why she knows Emily, is that why this hug feels so good and that I feel so safe with her. Is she my girlfriend? Do I have a kid with her?
Half a hour later
Emily's pov We're in Alison's cell right now and I give her this drawing.
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She looks at the drawing and then back at me. "Is this from Maggie?" She asks. I fake being hurt. "No that one was mine." I tell her and she laughs. I smile. "She gave it to you this Saturday." She smiles at it and goes to sit on her bed, and I make my way to sit next to her. She's staring at the wall and I can see that something is on her mind. "What can you remember?" I ask her, she sighs and looks at me. "I can remember," she says and stops a few seconds, "where I lived, my ex, my daughter, my mother but I can't remember why I am here or for how long I am here." I swallow and take her hands. "Do you remember me?" I ask her hopefully. She looks down at her hands and then back at me. " I don't, I only know that when the doctor asked me what I remembered, I only remembered a brunette, and I think that was you." I smile at her. "This may sound weird but I have to ask, are you my girlfriend?" She asks nervous. What should I tell her, normally I would have immediately said yes. Probably when we just met too. I mean what are the odds? There is a change she won't remember, and I have amazing sex then and I can call her mine. But if she gets her memory back then I'm screwed. But who cares right? Right...
