I've Always Loved You. Always Have, Always Will - Emison

Chapter Four: Good Riddance

Christmas Eve

It's been a week since Emily and Alison crossed paths and reunited once again, but that was the last time Emily last saw or even heard from Alison. At first, Emily began to worry and enter thoughts into her mind that something might have happened to her, as she knew when they were friends before Alison always replied or called back to any texts or phone calls, but as the days past by, Emily became disheartened by the fact, maybe Alison wasn't willing to rekindle their friendship after all.

Emily decided to treat herself by going to the brew to get her favourite coffee. Little did she know, also in the coffee shop was the blonde beauty she had been waiting to hear from for the past several days, standing in the line also waiting for her turn to order. When Emily first layed eyes on the back of Alison's long, blonde hair, she instantly recognised who it was and didn't know whether to walk back out the door again before anyone saw her, or to face the music and walk the rest of the way in. Emily didn't feel like having an unnecessary awkward encounter but the brew was where her favourite coffee in town was made and as she hasn't been sleeping very well lately, she decided to suck it up to get her coffee, walking the rest of the way in and standing next to Alison. The blonde turned slightly, noticing who was stood next to her.

"Hey". Alison greeted with a joyful smile across her face at the sight of the brunette.

"Hey". Emily responded a little apprehensively back, still unsure of what else to say to the blonde, after a couple seconds of silence between the two, Alison began the conversation again.

"I'm sorry if you've tried to text or call me".

"Don't worry about it". Emily cut her off, trying to reassure Alison.

"No, I do worry about it if you have tried to message me". Alison stopped talking there as if it was a question for Emily to respond to.

"Well, I did but it's fine, honestly. I can understand why you wouldn't want to be friends again".

"No, I do want to be friends". This time Alison was the one cutting emily off. "It's just... ". Alison paused for a second to think about what she was about to say. Was she ready for Emily to start knowing information about Elliot? "I have to go, Elliot will be wondering why I'm late with his coffee". Alison said while picking up the takeaway cup. "This is the first time he's let me go out the house since I've seen you". Alison cursed herself as soon as those words left her mouth, knowing that she shouldn't have said it if she was to be loyal to her abusive husband, but there was just something about Emily that made her feel comfortable enough to open up about anything.

"Wait". Emily stopped Alison in her tracks by loosely holding onto one of her wrists. Alison winced as quietly as she could to try and not make a big deal out of the pain. Emily let go of her loose hold instantly when she heard the noise come from the blonde. "He doesn't let you leave the house?". Emily questioned as she became increasingly worried about her past love interest, signifying the connection she had towards the blonde never went away.

"I can't talk about this and not here anyway". Alison looked over her shoulder to see a few prying eyes looking over in their direction, as she was trying to put up a wall to protect anyone she cared about from getting hurt just like she has. "I'll message you as soon as I get my phone back from Elliot, but I really do have to go now". Alison left Emily with a concerned and worried look on her face, leaving before Emily had a chance to say anything else.

In the late evening, Eliza had gone out to meet up with the girls over at one of their houses, leaving Alison home alone. Elliot came home, drunk as usual, looking like a complete mess as he stumbled his way through the door. You could smell the alcohol from his breath a mile away. By this time Alison had enough, she was not in the mood to deal with his antics and couldn't carry on any longer. Two years she has spent her life feeling miserable and worthless, but not anymore things were about to change.

"Ali! Where are you?" He shouted slurring his words, struggling to keep himself upright. His eyes were all over the place in search of his wife.

"I'm right here, you idiot". Alison spoke confidently, standing right in front of him, a few feet away.

"How dare you". Elliot walked quickly closing the distance between the two and flexed his right hand into a ball and quickly threw a punch to Alison's face just in time before Alison had a chance to react, dropping her to the floor by the force.

Alison still wasn't scared like she normally would be, she had enough she was done with him, it's time she made things right for the good of herself.

"Look at the state of you, you're a complete wreck". Alison spoke from the ground checking to see if there was any blood from the cut on her lip with her hand. Elliot couldn't find the words to say anything , as he knew deep down, under all the evil she was right. As Elliot was left speechless Alison began talking again.

"What happened to you? We used to be happy. Now all you seem to do is work, get drunk and abuse me. I know your mother died but am I not enough for you?".

"No you're not". The brief mention of Elliot's deceased mother began to fire up the anger in Elliot's system again. "You"ll never be as good as my mother, you continue to disappoint me day after day. You never do anything right, you're pathetic, no one will ever love you because you're such a fucking waste of space. Everything is all your fault, maybe I wouldn't drink if you just popped out a baby". Elliot was doing his best to degrade Alison, but she wouldn't let him have the satisfaction by letting it show on her face. The truth is, Elliot started drinking a few months into their marriage after his mother died, from that point on Alison knew she didn't want to have a baby with him so she always remembered to take the pill.

Elliot's anger continued to rage, this time he grabbed Alison's shirt with both hands near her neck holding the fabric in his balled hands.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't punch your face in and fuck you senseless". Once Elliot finished the end of his sentence an unexpected visitor opened the door. Their initial reaction when they saw Elliot was to get him off of Alison as quickly as possible.

"Get your hands off my sister". Jason spoke firmly, pushing Elliot off of Alison making him fall to the ground because of his drunk self. Once Elliot was out of the way, Jason embraced Alison in his arms, giving her the security she needed.

"Get out of this house". Jason commanded.

"You can't tell me what to do, this house is in my name as much as Ali". Elliot tried to play the alpha male back, but failing miserably.

"Well this house belonged to my parents way before you got your filthy hands on it, and the way you've been treating Ali, I can get it back just like that". Jason spoke, clicking his fingers at the end. "Now, if I see you again I'm gonna call the police, now get out".