Faking It (Emison)

Chapter 20

Alison POV

Emily and I are still hugging when the doorbell rings. "Sweet. Babe! They're here!"

Emily looks at me, "can you get the door Als? Thanks. Gotta get changed for our guests."

I raise my eyebrow and frown, "guests?"

I open the door and gasp, jumping when people run in, "YO FIELDS WHERE YOU AT?!"

In just what seems like seconds, Emily runs down in tight washed out, ripped jeans with a black tank top under an unbuttoned red flannel that looks more than hot on her figure. Her hair is down and I stare at her, my mouth agape.

"Sup Noel." She bro hugs him and then Maya runs down in a black lace top and jeans. I stare at her angrily and then watch as people come in with beer and Emily grabs a guy, "you bring the stuff man?"

He smirks, "you bet Em."

She chuckles, "my man!"

I raise an eyebrow and groan when loud music blares in my ears.

"Hey witch," Charlotte grins at me and I smile, "finally someone I know. Emily is throwing a party? Since when?"

She shrugs, "since Maya."

"Now. Where's my sexy girl?"

She looks around and I hear a loud squeak, "CharChar!"

I groan and walk away, grabbing a beer and standing with random people until I hear laughing after about an hour from a voice I know better than I know my own family tree.

I walk into a room and groan, coughing and swiping smoke out of my way and the person I see, sitting on the couch with a joint in one hand while she snorts up cocaine off a fucking table is none other than Emily Fields.

And of course, by her side is her trusty side kick, Maya.

I walk over and see Noel Kahn cough and laugh, "Fields, remember the other day when you were so fucking baked that you walked outside, butt ass naked and-" "dude fucking yes! That was lit as hell bro." Emily cackles and smokes more.

"Emmy," Maya pouts and I grit my teeth.

That's my name for her.

"What is it baby?"

"I want a kiss. Duh."

Maya and Emily laugh as they kiss and I study the redness of their eyes.

Emily's high. Higher than a fucking skyscraper.

Who is this? It's like I have no idea who she is anymore. I look around aimlessly, blinking my eyes as if I blink enough then everything will disappear.

But sadly, that is most definitely not the case here because every time I blink Emily is still laughing like a dumbass one second, then kissing Maya the next.

"Hey Blondie. Take a hit," a girl comes over, holding a joint out to me and I frown, "no thanks I don't do drugs."

"You're in the room? You do it. Here."

I walk away but she follows me and I look at Emily, our eyes making contact but she only chuckles, turning away from me.

I try to leave but the girl is pinning me up to the wall. "You're a pretty girl Blondie. What's your name?" Her fingers cup my chin and I whimper in fear while stuttering out, "A-Alison."

"Alison. What a pretty name. I'm Ronnie."

She leans in and I go to move away but she pulls something out of her pocket and I cry out in sheer horror when I see the needle.