Love is Endless

Fresh Start

ALL RIGHTS GO TO MARLENE KING

You have to decide wether you’re going to let your past destroy you or wether you’re going to let it build you into the strongest person you’ve ever met. - Sonya Parker

Chapter 15: Fresh Start

Alison’s POV:

Confused can’t even begin to describe the feelings inside of me right now, I don’t even know how I’m supposed to react to this. I have completely forgotten the past three years of my life, did anything important happen? 

We drove up to my house and I quickly got out of the car. The girls were walking quietly behind me and I glanced back at them. 

It’s weird, looking at how much they’ve grown. Spencer no longer has that field hockey skirt that was practically sown on to her hip, Hanna wasn’t fat anymore, Aria didn’t have her weird fetish for colored hair and Emily had really improved her clothing style.

Did Emily finally openly admit to herself that she was gay? 

“Are my parents home?” I ask, looking through the dark windows.

“Ali, I’m sorry.” Aria says, gently touching my arm. What is going on?

“Where are my parents?” I say, panic rising in my voice. Did anything happen to them?

Emily grabs my hand and I let her hold it, it feels nice being comforted by someone that I know actually cares. Emily’s soft fingers trace small circles on my palm and I brace myself mentally for what ever they are about to say, clearly it’s something that you wouldn't put under the 'pleasant' category.

“You’re mother’s dead.” Emily whispers and I feel my blood run cold. My mother is dead. I feel like fainting, as if my body weight is to much for me to carry. I stumble back a few steps in shock and I almost fall but Emily places her arm by my waist, saving me from getting dirt all over my ass.

I feel tears prickling in the depths of my eyes but I force them to disappear, I can’t let these girls see me cry, they’ll think I’m weak. I turn around so that my back is turned towards them incase any tears start to show. My mom is dead.

Sure, we didn’t exactly have the 'usual' mother-daughter relationship but even after all our fights she is- was, still my mother.

Was my mother.

“Ali, I’m sorry.” Emily says and pulls me into a hug. I debate wether or not to hug her back but honestly I don’t care what the other girls thinks right now, I’m in pain and being with Emily helps ease it.

“What happened?” I whisper into her shoulder, barely being able to utter the words.

“She was found in Spencer’s backyard.” Emily answers and I fight back even more tears. If it was in Spencer’s backyard does that mean her rotten family had anything to do with my mother's passing?

I turn my head and glare at Spencer coldly but instead of being intimidated by my stare she just rolled her eyes at me and glared right back. Why does this keep on happening? First Hanna and Emily, and now Spencer?

Did I somehow lose power over them over these past three years? I hope not.

“It wasn’t my family.” Spencer says defensively.

“It always is, isn’t it?” I snap back, trying to pry myself out of Emily's grip but she just held me tighter. Since when did she become so demanding? I'm not hers.