In The End(Emison Story)

Chapter 2/Part 3:Drunk Words Are Sober Thoughts

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THIS CHAPTER WILL BE IN EMILY'S POV
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I stormed downstairs like any normal person would do, after that very confrontational truth or dare round. Only when i got outside and into fresh air did i realise i had slapped Alison right across the face....but for some strange reason i didn't feel at all one bit sorry. In my defence that was probably only a minuscule form of rebelling against Alison's endless meddling, with me and the other girls. It was probably time someone finally stood up to her for her behaviour.

Had this been two or three years ago, i would've definitely been a scared little lamb, afraid to do anything in order to stand up for myself but it wasn't. I didn't give two craps what Alison thought right now.
Something erupted in me up there, something i never thought i would ever be able to feel towards Alison ever; Hatred.
How dare she mention that kiss in front of everyone! Let alone in front of Paige! And the audacity she had to reveal such...private information about my sleeping habits to a bunch of people-whom at least 3/4 i did know-from our school!
I couldn't of been more enraged with myself than i was right now.

I looked around my surroundings seeing only the woods, almost darkness and cars. Lots and lots of cars. I skimmed through the abundance of vehicles parked outside the cabin, looking for one in particular. There!

I spotted Alison's car and stomped in its direction, taking out my keys while i did. I stood facing the driver's side of the car and saw my reflection in the glass window. I looked so different, unlike the soft, innocent face that i always held but more like the angry, pissed off, bitchy face...more like Alison.

With that thought in my mind i gripped my keys tightly and scratched the side of the deep blue car, extending the mark of the keys all the way around to the trunk.

"Emily! What the hell are you doing!?" Paige's voice yelled.

"I'm doing what i should've done ages ago Paige! I'm finally standing up for my fucking self!"

"Babe, stop! This isn't your normal self! The normal Emily would get angry yes, but to go ahead and do so much damage to someones property just isn't the Emily i fell in love with."

"Well maybe you didn't fall in love with the real Emily!" I screamed back.

I looked up only to find a hurt Paige. She looked into my eyes for a split second before looking down at her feet. Shit shit shit! In the heat of the moment i guess i just finally exploded, shattering all that i loved around me.

"Oh my god, Paige, i'm so sorry! I swear i didn't mean to! It's just in the heat of the mome-"

"Emily it's okay. Don't be sorry at all for standing up for yourself, for doing what's right. That bitch deserves much more than a scratch on her stupid car. I'd never forgive her for what she's done to you but after tonight i don't think i'll even be able to look at that piece of crap." She said, sounding very irritated.

I gave her a small smile before she took me into her strong, athletic arms and held me tight. I took down my walls in the comfortable embrace of my girlfriend and started to cry.

"Emily, you okay?" I hear Hanna's concerned voice getting closer.

Now Paige and Hanna were both comforting be. They didn't speak but their presence was enough help as i continued to sob.

Almost half an hour later i had finished up on letting out all my anger by crying into Paige's chest. Hanna had stayed too, making me laugh by commenting on some of the sophomore's outfit choices.