Ghosting Wounds

A/N: Longer chapter for you all! Thanks for sticking with it, there will probably only be one more chapter after this one! So prepare yourselves. :3 

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Emily had been taken aback by the appearance of the young blonde, she had a messy bun on top of her head and a thick jacket thrown onto her thin frame. Alison's eyes were half open and droopy, and the girl who normally stood tall was hunched slightly over, despite all of this she still flashed a billion watt smile at the blue tinted ghost.

"Do you remember?" The blonde asked as she placed her duffel bag down near the rock and sat down, waiting for Emily to answer her question.

"I remember that I got mad at you for leading me on and toying with my feelings," Emily started, she looked down at the initials again only this time she took in that her chest was glowing brighter than it had been before. The brunette had brought up the fact about her chest to Spencer the other day, but the taller girl didn't offer much help, in fact no one had. The girls had just sort of ignored the fact that she had a red glow from her chest, what was scaring Emily right now was that it was pulsing and bright red. Maybe Alison is making it glow brighter... Ugh, why is this so confusing?

"And then you started to cry and for the first time in forever I actually felt bad about making you cry," The blonde made quick eye contact with Emily who was still knelt down on the floor, "Then I grabbed the rock and carved away, I wanted you to know that even if I didn't know what I was feeling, I still loved you as a friend and would never want to hurt you intentionally."

"But you did hurt me." Emily had said so silently that she knew it was going to be barely audible for the blonde, she just wanted answers about so many things and she was still fighting the confusing feelings that she felt for Alison, even after all this time Alison held a huge piece of her.

"How?"

"You left!" Emily arose from in front of the rock and started to walk back and forth, the leaves stirring around her again, "You up and left and made everyone think you had died! I had to pretend that it didn't affect me more than everyone else because I was scared that people would catch on that I was a lesbian and I couldn't handle that, I wasn't ready for anyone to know. To know how I felt about you!"

"But you're out now." Alison said as she fiddled with the jagged edges of the rock.

"That's not the point! You left! Don't you get that? I was alone with all these feelings, and I felt like I wasn't normal, my parents were going to freak and I didn't have you to console me... not that you would have cared, you nearly killed me Ali." Emily finally realised how wet her cheeks had gotten, tears streaming down her face and dissipating into nothing as pain filled her body. She clutched at her chest, looking down to see that red glow was pulsing harder.

"Okay I get it I left, I faked my death, what you don't understand is that if I hadn't done that I might actually be dead Em!" The blonde rose from where she was sitting and had entered Emily's personal space, leaving little room between them, "I'm sorry I didn't say goodbye but it was better that you thought I had died, it was more convincing... and I'm glad you are out, I'm just sorry I was never there to help you come to terms with who you are, because despite what you think I would have been there to help you through it. I know I hurt you Em, I know that more than anyone else and I'm so sorry."

"Emily, stop," Alison brought her hands up to stop the brunette from moving anymore, but instead they went straight through the girl, "Sorry..."

Emily shook it off, she still hated when people or objects went through her, not only was it unpleasant but it also reminded her that she wasn't there. Not fully. "It's fine." The brunette crossed her arms and stopped moving, which Alison was glad about.