chapter 8

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"This is our stop." Alison says happily ending their conversation about Emily's daughter.

They both stand and once again, Alison drags them to the front of the train. Pushing her way past everyone who at first complains but then immediately stop when they see it is Alison, the queen. Emily was sure that she saw at least three people take a photo of them.

After a few minutes of Emily trying to keep up with Alison's speed walking. They're finally outside.

"I never thought that someone so small could walk so fast." Emily lets the words slip out of her mouth. Did she just say that?

"Practice... You know when there's sale at shops." Alison replied smiling after Emily questioned her. Not mad at all. "So tell me, do we need to take a bus or can we walk?" Alison asks looking around the small town seeing they landed in a pretty middle-class village.

"It's close." Emily answers and this time Alison is the one who follows. They cross the road with Emily smiling from head to toe.

"This is where one of my best friend lives." Emily says pointing to a house and with the other hand she waves to a little kid who is tossing the newspaper to the door.

"Hi Em." He waves back happy with his two front teeth missing.

"Em? I like that nickname, but still quite boring." Alison says snottily.

"Well don't expect anything else than other than boring here." Emily says kicking a rock that was on the way.

"Well surprise me, Em." Alison says inspecting her surroundings.

Even though it is only two hours later, everyone's out in the neighborhood. There are kids playing soccer on the street. There are little girls playing with their dolls on the grass and Alison wonders to herself why her parents needed to sell Emily if they we're well off.

"Alison, this way." Emily says going in the woods.

"Is this a shortcut?" Alison asks surprised. Not liking the idea of getting mud on her Gucci shoes, they were limited edition damn it, she thinks to herself while looking at how they're already covered in it.

"Sort of." Emily mumbles pushing branches out of the way as they walk.

After a bit more complaining on Alison's end of course, they come to an old cabin. It looks like it can fall apart at any second. There is a little bonfire outside in front of it and Emily can see a man sitting there, trying to get warm. Emily walks straight to him but it takes Alison a bit longer to notice him.

"Hey Emily, that's dangerous what if he kills you."

But Emily is much too focused on the man to hear Alison's' worry and walks in a faster pace towards him. Her father sees her and quickly stands up.

"Pam!" He shouts and her mother comes with her baby on her hip. All the three of their faces show a mixture of emotions. Emily's parents have a look of discomfort, surprise and even a shocked expression while Emily finds it hard to stay mad at them with every step she takes. All she knows is... she needs to hold her baby.

Alison quickly follows Emily trying to catch up, but still focused on not making her shoes too dirty. And when she sees a woman outside with a baby on the hip it clicks. These are Emily's parents.

And this time Alison takes a better look at her surroundings, she can't believe Emily actually lived her, that she actually was pregnant here. And she wonders how much her parents fucked up that they can only afford this.

Emily passes her father walking straight to her daughter, Wayne is about to protest but Alison quickly steps in front of him. "Well I don't think I have to introduce myself, do I?" The blonde says with attitude.

The older man shakes his head in confusing and wonders why on earth royalty would be on his property. "Good, and we both agree that ms Fields has the right to see her daughter today and will bring her back this evening?" Alison questions, looking the man dead serious in the eyes. Who nods not looking very happy about it while looking past Alison, and Alison turns around wanting to see the sight too.

She smiles when she sees Emily crying while sussing her little baby giving kisses all over her face. With tears in her eyes she walks closer to Emily putting her hand on her forearm.

"Let's get out of here."

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