3rd Person POV:
Emily swallowed every last one and no sooner than she pulled the bottle away from her lips she was washed with regret. She didn't really want to die, even though most days she thought she did. In all honesty she was terrified of dying, afraid she might miss out on all of the things she still needed to do. The most important task on that short list was to see Alison again so that she could tell her how she really felt. Maybe they might actually have a shot together and Emily could finally start her healing process. If Alison never spoke to her again then she wouldn't be much worse off than she is now, at least she would know for sure. "Well I have taken them before, several at a time, and I have never felt any side effects whatsoever. What makes this time any different? At most I may be high out of my mind for a couple of days. Not like there is anyone around to give a damn anyway and I could use the vacation." she justified to herself. Her thoughts instantly retorted, "Yeah dummy, but never that many at one time!" She shrugged it off and proceeded to the couch in the living to binge watch some stupid show on Netflix. She couldn't think of a better way to spend a Wednesday.
On her way downstairs she grabbed a shoebox out of the hall closet that contained everything she held dear. Pictures of her family together before the accident, her moms wedding band, a letter that she wrote to Ali on the day she left rosewood, these were the only things that kept her going now. She called it her little box of broken dreams and yet it still seemed to give her hope and some sense of peace. She took out the note that she had written to Alison, reading it over always seemed to light up her darkest days. As she approached the living room she began to feel very light headed and everything in the room began to swirl together like something you would see in a kaleidoscope. Her thoughts began to jumble together and she couldn't make sense of anything. Lights became excruciatingly bright all of a sudden and she heard a loud ringing in her ears right before everything went completely black.
Alison POV:
My father and I arrived in rosewood about an hour ago. He got a job offer making twice his salary in Philly so we will be staying in our old house for the summer and I plan to finish my senior year at Rosewood. I haven't spoken to Em in two years. We lost contact when I moved away but there hasnt been a single day that went by without her crossing my mind. She has been my first thought in the morning and my last thought before bed, I miss her so much and I absolutely can not wait to see her. Her and I have been best friends every since I can remember. In the seventh grade I started to have feelings for her but I would never risk losing what we already had. At first I thought that I was just confused because we were so close and I would get over these feelings in no time. But the day we moved away my heart shattered in a way that I never thought was possible. I wasnt just moving away, I was leaving my heart behind and that was the day that I realized, I am in love with Emily Fields. Since then I have not been able let anyone else in. I need to tell her how I feel, she is way out of my league and it has been so long that she probably wont return my feelings. Who am i kidding? Shes probably got all sorts of guys and girls falling at her feet. But in any case I have to know and more importantly I have to let her know.
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EMISON: Come Back To Me
FanfictionSummer vacation was finally here. Next year would be Emily Fields' last year at Rosewood High. Two years... two years since a drunk driver hit her mom, two years since her best friend, who also happened to be the love of her life, moved to Georgia a...