Alison's POV

"Does it hurt?" Aria asks me as I slowly sit up in the hospital bed, taking it easy as much as I can.

"A little. Not as much as it did four days ago. I'm just ready to get out of here." I sigh with a sad look. I don't even know where I'm going to be staying at.

"My mom said you can stay with us for as long as you need." Spencer states, answering my question somewhat.

"And my parents as well said the same thing." Aria gives me a small smile.

"I guess I have to nearly die to get your parents to let me stay for a while." I laugh lightly, pretending like it doesn't hurt me a little. They both give me a sympathetic look knowing that it's true. They wouldn't think twice about not letting me stay if I hadn't been in the hospital.

"Did they say when you can leave?" Spencer questions.

"They said I can leave by tomorrow if everything checks out the way it's supposed to." They nod their heads.

"Do you remember someone by the name of Emily?" Aria raises her eyebrows at me while Spencer glares at her. I immediately sit up more.

"Is she here?" My heart rate speeds up.

"She was here the other day. We haven't seen her since then. Said something about business that she needs to take care of."

"Oh." Is all I can say. I guess apart of me was hoping that maybe, just maybe, I was more important than some business she had to attend to. But I should have known better. She barely knows me so she has every right to think otherwise.

"Do you know where my phone is?" I ask, moving more, but wince when a sharp pain shoots through my side.

"I made sure it was charged and ready for you to use." Spencer states, taking it out of her purse and handing it to me. I smile in thanks.

"Well, we are going to go. Our parents want us home for dinner." Aria gives me a hug and Spencer does the same. "We love you."

"I love you both, too."

"Text us if you need anything."

"I will be fine."

As soon as they leave, I open my phone up to see an unopened message from Emily so I click on it.

Message me as soon as you read this so I know you're okay.

I smile at the message, glad that she cares if I am okay or not. I immediately send her a message back, letting her know I'm awake. A few seconds later, my phone dings.

I'm on my way.

My heart immediately drops. What if I look like crap right now? I have no makeup on and I probably have bags under my eyes! What if the way I look, changes her mind about liking me? If she even likes me. I mean, she has shown it a few times but she could have just been trying to use me as one of her sex toys for all I know.

Ugh.

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"Ali..." My eyes open to see Emily staring down at me with concern in her eyes. I can't stop my lips from forming into a smile.

"You came." I whisper, still tired from the sedative they gave me.

"Of course, I came." Her voice is sincere which makes my heart leap out of my chest. I slowly sit up in the bed which Emily immediately helps me with. "I take it, you are still in pain?" Her voice is filled with worried.

"It's not too bad. Just mainly sore." I shrug my shoulders, not wanting to make a big deal about it. I really don't want to talk about it and something tells me she is going to bring it up soon. I know everyone is dying to know what happened but I can't. It's too painful to talk about.

What he did to me...What they did to me. I just can't.

"Have they said anything about when you are going to be released?" She changes the subject which I am thankful for.

"I think I can leave tomorrow morning."

"I want you to stay with me." She blurts out, beating around the bush. My mouth slightly opens but I don't say anything. I mean, she told me she didn't want me there anymore. "I know what I said to you that day but I didn't mean it."

"Emily, I don't know if I can stay with you after what you said. I can't be on edge, waiting for you to kick me out again. I need a stable place and someone I can rely on until I can get back on my own two feet."

"You can count on me. I promise. You have my word."

"That doesn't mean much to me."

"I'll make it mean something, please. Just stay with me and I will show you that you can always count on me for anything." Her expression is hard to say no to.

"Okay, I will stay with you." My voice is light, my eyes getting tired again.

"Good. You won't regret it, I promise."

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"I am not letting you see me naked, I got it." I tell Emily as she just stands in the bathroom, being stubborn. She thinks I can't do it on my own all because I had to have a nurse help me in and out of the shower yesterday morning before I could leave.

"I don't want you to fall and get hurt." She argues back, not letting this argument go. I sigh.

"Emily, I can do this on my own. I'm a big girl."

"That may be true but I'm not letting you get hurt when I can keep you from doing so. Now, strip."

I cross my arms over my chest.

"I won't check you out or anything." Emily states which makes me roll my eyes in a playful way.

"I know you will do anything but not check me out." I challenge.

"Alison, I'm not leaving until I help you in the shower."

Like I said, stubborn.

"Fine, whatever." I sigh before taking my shirt off slowly, trying to be careful with my side. Whenever I slip it off, I look into the mirror, trying to distract myself from the fact that Emily can now see my exposed breasts when my eyes land on the stitches where the stab wound had to be closed up.

Tears fill my eyes, a flashback coming back to me.

"Please, don't hurt me!" I scream out, my wrists strained to the bed rest so I can't move. My ankles tied down at the end, my legs spread apart. Tears fall down my cheeks as he comes closer to me, my dad in the corner watching.

"Relax, baby. I'm going to make you feel good." He climbs on top of me, lifting my dress up my legs, revealing my underwear.

"Please! Don't!" I cry out. Ignoring me, his hand slips inside my underwear, playing with me. My eyes close shut as I cry, wishing that this is just a nightmare.

"Alison."

Snapping back to reality, I realize that I'm standing in Emily's bathroom, not in that cabin.

"Where did you go?" She asks, worried. I shake my head, clearing my head.

"Um, nowhere. I just, I'm still sore." Emily lets it go but I know she doesn't believe me. I'm just glad she isn't trying to make me tell her about what happened.

After I get completely undressed, Emily helps me inside the shower, her hands being careful about where they are which I am thankful for. As soon as I am in, she shuts the glass door so I can have my privacy.

I let out a deep sigh as the water washes away all my thoughts.

Sorry for the longest update ever! Ugh, I am terrible at updating :/ Let me know what you think?