√ | She's My Everything ↳Emison

Ch.14- Not Broken Just Bent

Emily's POV

"Okay this is only the second day of therapy and I'm already losing my goddamn mind", I whispered into the phone I held up to my ear.

  "Emily just relax", Hanna's voice broke through. "You're doing this for Alison and your relationship remember?

"She won't talk to me", I stressed. "The counselor literally has to force us to talk, things aren't looking good Han."

"Don't say that", She snapped. "Of course things aren't good right now. But they will get better. That's what this is for. To work on improvement."

I sighed knowing she was right but I couldn't help but feel rejected. "I just want us to be okay again. Our wedding is soon and I don't even know if she still wants to go through with it."

"Then talk to her", Hanna softly told me.

"But she won't-"

That's when Hanna raised her voice. "I don't want to hear that loser talk Emily Catherine Fields. You go in there and you fight for your girl or else all of this would've been for nothing. And you can kiss your soon to be wife goodbye."

"You're right. I can do this. I'll get through to her", I breathed out confidently.

"That's my girl."

"I'll call you later with an update."

"I was expecting nothing less", She said causing me to laugh before hanging up.

I took a deep breath and opened the bathroom door to walk into the therapy room. Alison and our counselor, Angela waited patiently as I made my way back over to the couch. Alison and I sat on the same couch but she sat on one end while I sat on the other. Angela of course sat across from the both of us in her own chair.

"Who was on the phone?" Alison suddenly asked and I was surprised. This is the first time she's initiated a conversation on her own in two days. I blinked rapidly before saying, "Hanna."

"Is Hanna more important than this therapy session?" She asked in a tone I wasn't familiar with. I shrunk into myself and whispered out a "No."

"Just checking", She said before looking back over to Angela. I didn't blame her for acting the way she was. How could I?

"I know I said we'd talk about it toward the end of this program but the fight you two had. That seems to really be the root of all this hatred", Angela said and I rolled my eyes.

"It's not hatred", I heard Alison mumble.

Angela looked over to her. "Excuse me?"

"I still love her I just....I can't be with her right now", Alison said and my heart started to pound through my chest. "W-What do you mean?" I asked turning to face her completely.

"I'm not breaking up with you", She clarified. "I just need some space."

I rolled my eyes at that. "And I'm giving you that. You're staying at Remy's aren't you?"

"Yes but-"

"But what?"

"See that's your problem", The blonde nearly shouted. "You over talk me and that's why we don't ever get anywhere. Because you always think you're right."

"Emily is that true?" Angela suddenly asked and I almost forgot she was even there.

"You're the counselor", I rudely said.

She laughed. "Yes but I'm not psychic."

I shrugged and whispered. "Yeah. I guess it might be true."