"What the hell? Is this some sort of sick joke?" I say aloud to myself as I begin to feel incredibly nauseous. "Whoever the hell this is must be out of their damn mind if they think I would ever leave Alison".
Okay Emily, calm down. This must just be some sick fan or someone trying to mess with me. Nothing to worry about. I mean you've killed terrorists with nothing but your hands before. You were specially trained to take down terrorists. You're still incredibly strong. This isn't anything you can't handle. If this note is really in fact anything to worry about.
I fold up the note, put it back in the envelope, and set it on the pile of mail. I head to the shower to try and clear my mind, shake the note from my consciousness, and wash my worries down the drain. Once out of the shower, I look at my phone and see a text from Alison.
Alison: Em I can't sleep even though I'm exhausted. I know you must be exhausted too, but will you come over and hold me till I fall asleep? I miss you next to me.
It's nice to feel needed by Alison. Truthfully, I don't sleep as well anymore if she's not in bed next to me so I completely understand what she's talking about.
Me: I'm on my way. I miss you too baby.
Approximately thirty minutes later, I'm ascending the stairs to her apartment. I knock on the door and I hear a faint, "It's open" from the other side of the door. I open the door and walk inside to see no Alison in sight.
"Babe" I say aloud, questioning where she is.
"I'm in here" Alison says from her bedroom.
Crossing the doorway, I see Moose in his fluffy, little cat bed instantly wake up and scurry over to me. Moose has become quite attached to me over these months and he's starting to feel like my pet too.
"Hey big man! Come here" I say lovingly as I scoop him up and give him kisses. "Did you miss me? Cause I sure missed you. Even more than your mama" I say jokingly.
"Hey!" says a jealous sounding Ali all curled up in her bed.
"Is someone jealous of my love for this bundle of joy right here" I ask while gently plopping him on the bed before I crawl into bed next to Alison.
"No. Cause he can't do this" Alison says before pulling me to her lips and kissing me, almost instantly going for a French kiss.
"Look away Moose. Your mommy's horny again" I say jokingly in between kisses.
Alison laughs loudly and kisses me one more time before snuggling up under my neck.
"Promise me something" I say with a heavy amount of concern in my voice.
"Sure. What is it" she asks sounding sleepy.
"Promise me you won't leave your door unlocked like that again. This world is full of crazy people and I couldn't live with myself if something bad happened to you" I reply while mindlessly running my fingers through her hair.
"I promise Emily. I'll be more careful. I love that you're so protective over me but don't worry. Nothing bad is going to happen to me or to us" she replies while wrapping her arm around my waist even tighter. "For now, let's just get some sleep. We're both exhausted and I know we'll sleep better together".
It's been a few days since I received that note in the mail. I've been able to shake it's creepiness from my consciousness for the most part, but as I make my way down the hall to my apartment after a long day full of meetings, I can't seem to rid it from my mind. Who the hell sent that to me? Do they really mean what they say? Are they just messing with me? Oh I know, I'll take the letter to the police and have them finger print it for me. That's a threat so they have to investigate it right? But wait, what if this person has connections? What if this went public? That would surely only piss them off even more. I know. I'll privately message Jared Reign, the cop I met that day I freaked out over the car backfiring. I'll try and keep this on the downlow. I'm sure if I ask nicely, he'll help me.
Lost in my train of thought, I mindlessly reach in my purse and grab my keys to my apartment. Now only steps from my apartment door, I look up and see that the door is cracked open ever so slightly.
An intense flood of adrenaline rushes through my body and heightens my senses. I'm getting the same feeling I used to get right before we'd raid a compound and most certainly be walking into some sort of elaborate trap. My heart is pounding and I can even hear it's loud, rhythmic presence in my ears. Okay think Emily. My thoughts race through the possible options that face me on the other side of the door. It can't be Alison...she's at work. Aria, Spencer, and Hanna are all out of town. It could be some robber or crazed fan. Could it be the person that sent me that cryptic note? My thoughts wander to the various guns and knives I have stashed throughout my apartment.
"Okay Emily. You just need to get to one of those first. You can do this" I say softly to myself. I take a deep breath and quietly open the door, trying not to make a sound so I can have the leg up on any possible intruder. Once inside, I see that my apartment appears to be untouched. It's dead silent in my apartment but I can't seem to curtail this nausea. I reach down for my gun stashed under the small table I have by my front door. My eyes never leave the rest of my apartment while my fingers thumb for my gun that I quickly realize is no longer there. I ever so quietly move to my next stash. My gun is gone from there too. Place after place, I come up empty. I'm feeling more and more vulnerable with every passing second. Whoever this person is, invaded my apartment, had enough time to search out and take all of my weapons, and do God only knows what else. Think Emily, what other hiding spot is in one of these rooms? That's when it hits me, there's a gun holstered to the back of the refrigerator. I wedge my arm behind the refrigerator and reach for the familiar spot. My fingers instantly feel the cool metal of the handgun. "Ha! Missed one!" I think to myself as I triumphantly free it from it's hiding spot and remove the safety on it. I raise my weapon, ready to fire at any second as I make my way to the rooms I'd yet to clear. Now at the doorway to my closed off bedroom, I swiftly fling the door open and enter. My heart instantaneously drops and I can't believe what I'm seeing before me. I'm under attack.
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FanfictionCan two broken and guarded people find healing with each other? Will their walls be too high to conquer? *I do not own any of these characters*