The Dance Between Darkness and Light (girlxgirl)

Emily

Happy Birthday to CaseylovesEmison  and a special shout out to Lightweight01- some day I know you'll see what I see. 

Also, if you haven't read 'Never Forget' or 'Whatever it Takes' by FightLuvRespect , you definitely should check those out👍🏻
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Alison called me, she was all out of sorts asking me to come back over. I'm parked on the street in front of her house and I think I recognize Jack's truck parked in front of me. He's sitting in it, not moving.  I'm hesitant to go in, wondering if I really have any business being here.  This feels wrong? This mess is between Jack and Ali...not me. And once I go up the steps he's going to see me and?  I don't like this inner struggle, there's not a good answer.

Shit, I have to go in, Ali reached out to me as a friend, I can't just ignore that. Can I? My face is burning, but I'm heading up the sidewalk ready to plant myself onto that front stoop and knock. I'm 100% sure Jack's eyes are boring a hole in the back of my head, and from this point on he will dislike me immensely.

Ali opened the door, her face looked washed out and her eyes are almost lifeless. This is bad, she's worse off than when I dropped her off. I hate seeing her in this state, especially since I'm helpless to her in whatever happened. I've only known her a few months, but in that time I've grown to admire her, more than anyone I've ever met.  She's someone who is bright and smart and witty.  She has an amazing sense of humor and what I feel to be an old soul.  She's so much more kind and sensitive than many people realize. And clearly from the look on her face, she feels things way deeper than you'd expect.  She has life experiences that only have made her stronger.  And she's someone who would help another before ever thinking of herself.  I want to be like her, to be all those things.  And maybe that's why I'm planted on this doorstep, taking a side, being a friend, putting my nose in where I maybe shouldn't. 

I can't help it, I immediately throw my arms around her to show her I'm here for her and she choked out a few words that confirmed the sinking feeling I had.

"Emily, I...I just kicked Jack out, I told him we are done."  She's starting to get hysterical, I'm assuming she's just beginning to realize what this actually means for her. I know Jack is watching, too, so I maneuver us inside and turn to get the door shut. He doesn't get to see her lose her shit, not if I can help it. This is why I'm here.

"Ali? What happened, I thought you were going to try and fix things?"  I asked. This was not supposed to happen. I mean, it has been an hour, what the hell happened?  I pulled Ali by her hand and led her into the kitchen and out the back patio to the deck.  I think Mya's asleep and she shouldn't hear this and who knows if Jack is still out there.

Once I got her outside she fell into the chair, hands over her face and she cried. Harder than anyone I've ever been around. This is heart wrenching and raw and so intimate. I don't like people seeing me cry because of those things. To drop your guard and let another person see how hurt and anguished you are. I think I love Ali just a little bit more now; maybe we needed each other this whole time? I never thought when we moved here I'd allow myself to really get attached to anyone since I didn't plan on us staying. Dammit, Alison.

I'm only sitting here next to her as she cries, and it's been about 10 minutes. Her cries have subsided a bit and she leaned back in the chair looking up at the sky through the pergola. She spilled every detail of their conversation. I can't even imagine.