So You're Back? Emison/Emaya

Chapter 3

Hey

So I hope Emison shippers are happy with the direction this chapter turned in, and I hope Emaya shippers haven't lost hope.

BECAUSE ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN AND I CAN FLY.

Seriously, last chapter was Emaya and this one was Emison. Who will be endgame? Read to find out.

This is to the one person who's reading this fanfic.

Hope my updates are frequent enough for you!

And remember,

People Lie, People Cry, People Die

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Previously On "So You're Back?"

"Look, I'm sorry, Emily." Maya sighed. "I'm really, truly sorry. If it were up to me, I never would have left." This statement caused Emily to raise an eyebrow curiously.

"And it wasn't up to you?" Maya looked down for a moment, frozen in time. Then she looked around, as if afraid someone would pop out.

"No." This definitely got Emily's attention.

"Then who's fault was it?"

"Alison's."

Chapter 3-

Well wasn't her life just the best? She thought to herself sarcastically.

"What?" Emily asked, her jaw hanging slightly open.

Maya sighed, "I don't know how to tell you this."

Emily narrowed her eyes, anger taking over for just a moment. "Well, would you like to disappear and keep it from me for another three years?" It took a moment, but she calmed down, drawing in a deep breath. "I'm sorry. This is a lot to take on."

"I know." Came the girl's reply. She closed her eyes, drawing in a deep breath before opening them again. "Alison came to me one night-"

"You knew Alison?"

"No." This caused Emily to furrow her eyebrows. She was growing more and more confused with every word.

"I met her," Maya explained. "She came to me and Nate in True North. You know him as James. He actually was my cousin though. I loved him, a lot. In a family type of way, of course. The feeling was mutual." She paused a moment, letting the information sink in, before continuing. "That's why when Nate heard about my being sent to True North, he pretended to have also been on drugs, so I wouldn't be lonely there. He was a great actor, and the greatest cousin." Maya smiled slightly at the memory. "So anyways, Alison came and she said that if I didn't fake my death, she would hurt you. At first, I didn't believe her, didn't even believe she was Alison, but then I remembered what you told me about her blinding Jenna, and, well, I got worried." Maya stopped, seeing the look on Emily's face, but not quite being able to read it.

After a moment, Emily spoke up. "No... No." She refused to believe it. "She... She threatened to hurt me?" Slowly, Maya nodded, knowing that she was eliciting pain upon Emily, but being certain that her lover deserved the truth after all this time believing in pure lies.

It was as if Emily was frozen, unable to move a muscle, her mind racing. She couldn't form a single coherent thought, and everything was a blur. Suddenly, Maya wrapped her arms around the thin girl and held her close.

"I'm sorry." Maya whispered quietly. "I came back as soon as I could, which was tonight. I'm back, I'm with you, and if you still want me, I'll never leave you again."

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She was doing this. She was actually, truly doing this. Not that she doubted she'd do this before, or even the moment she found out, but it all felt so surreal.

As she knocked on her door, her head went spinning, but she ignored it. Alison opened the door, a weird expression on her face, but her mood enlightening slightly when she saw Emily.

"Hey, Em," she smiled.

"Hi," Emily replied slowly. "Can I come in?"

Concerned, Alison nodded her head and stepped aside. "Of course." She said, "We just got rid of the police."

Emily nodded slightly, walking up the stairs and into Ali's room, leaving Alison confused, but following her. When they both reached her room, Emily sat down on the bed, motioning for Alison to sit as well, to which she complied. There was a long, uncomfortable silence before anyone spoke again.

"You threatened Maya into faking her death." Alison's eyes might have just popped out of her head.

"Em..." Alison started softly, thinking quickly.

"No. I don't want to hear anything. Just tell me, yes or no?" Emily asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yes, but I-" Ali started.

"You did what?"

"Look-" Alison began once again.

"I want to hear you say it." Emily raged. She rarely ever got this angry, but when she did, she was outraged.

"I threatened Maya into faking her death, but-"

"God, why? What have I ever done to you? I loved you, Alison." She didn't mention anything about the present tense. For one, she didn't understand her own feelings. Also, she didn't want to make Ali happy after it was her fault that she had been mourning for years.

"I lo-"

"Stop it. I don't want your lies."

"-A!" That letter definitely shut Emily up. "-A threatened you. They threatened to kill you, if I didn't make sure Maya was dead. I didn't have the heart to kill her, so I made sure she faked her death. I had to make it sound like I was the enemy, so I said that I was threatening you. I couldn't put her in danger by telling her about -A."

Emily sat quietly, processing these words. It had only been since last night when Maya had shown up at her window, but it felt like forever.

"Ja- I mean, Nate?" Emily asked.

"Really Maya's cousin. Perfectly innocent, except, he got the wrong idea. Near the end of his life, he kind of lost control of himself. He was a great actor, but he got too much into the role of a killer. He thought that since it was all my fault he was doing this, pretending to kill his cousin and all, and I love you, he would be hurting me, and ultimately, you, by killing you, and Paige." Alison explained. "He was a great guy, and he would do anything for someone he cared about. From what I heard, though, he lost touch with Maya soon, because she couldn't send letters anymore, and technology would track her down. And I guess he thought she was actually dead, or hurt, so he... Kind of lost a piece of his sanity. Those two were really close."

"I lived." Emily said slowly, processing her words. "Yet an innocent man died. One who devoted nearly all of his life to his cousin, someone I lo-" There was a pause. "Wait... you love me?"

Alison blushed a deep red, and suddenly looked vulnerable. This was a side of her Emily had seen only once before; when she was crying, retelling the story of what happened that night.

It was a new side of her. It wasn't her Queen Bitch persona, but it was her, truly Alison. And it was a side of her that she liked.

"Yes." There was a long silence. Emily didn't say it back. She was thinking, about Ali, and Maya. About everyone. About her screwed up life.

"Do you believe me?" Alison asked suddenly, her voice desperate.

"Yes." Emily said honestly.

"Do you forgive me?"

"No."

"Go out with me."

"No."

"Please, let me make it up to you."

Emily let out a sigh. Her life was the worst.

"One date."