A/N: Hey guys! This is my brand new story, this idea was stuck in my head for the longest time and I figured if it's good then I should let everyone read it! So be sure to review I like reviews, reviews motivate me and let me know if this story should prosper! Enjoy everyone!
Chapter 1
Tears ran down her face, each one going their own direction. She couldn't believe it, she couldn't wrap her head around it. The one man she had ever loved in her life was gone, gone from this earth. The one man she would smile at upon seeing with his great posture. The way his smile spread happiness in the room was no longer to be felt again. His big strong arms that always held her when he came home couldn't be felt again. The name 'Emmy' wouldn't mean anything anymore, because the only man in her life was gone. First Sergeant Wayne Fields was killed in action on his 3rd tour of duty to Afghanistan. Emily felt dead inside, like a part of her shut down. Pam Fields couldn't control herself, sobbing uncontrollably. Emily held her mother, heartbroken that the one man they both loved was gone. A soldier dressed in their class A's walked over to both women and handed them a folded American flag. Pam took it in her hands and held onto it for dear life. The soldier looked at both women and apologized for their loss, also saying that First Sergeant Fields was a great man. Tears fell from Emily and she didn't bother to wipe them away. She wanted the world to see that she was broken, that she was never going to be the same after this. The 21 gun salute went off making Emily jump in her seat, the gunshots echoing throughout the town. Emily and Pam stood up and began to make their way to the coffin where Wayne had laid. Emily's heart was beating through her chest, she didn't know if she could do it. She didn't want to see her father with no life in him. When they had reached the coffin, Pam fell to her knees and let it all out. Screaming and crying for Wayne to come back. Emily stood there, still, motionless, staring at her father's lifeless body. His skin still full of color, almost as if his heart was still beating. Emily reached out and grabbed his hand, tears cascading quickly. She sniffled and grabbed her mother, pulling her up to be on the same level. Pam looked at her husband and quickly buried her face into Emily's neck. Emily hugged her mother and held onto her for dear life. She only had one parent now, which put an awful feeling in the pit of her stomach. She then began to guide both of them back a couple of feet, so that the men could lower the coffin. As soon as the coffin had settled into the earth, Emily let it all out. She threw herself down on the ground and began to cry. Pam then held Emily, trying to calm her down. As the men began to shovel dirt on top of the man, Emily held her eyes shut, hoping, praying that this was all a dream. That she was going to wake up soon, escaping from this horror. She knew though that this was her life, she knew that you could never feel this amount of pain while sleeping. Emily then opened her eyes and saw that everyone had left and that her and her mother were the only ones staring at the smooth grave. Emily knew she wouldn't be the same, she wouldn't be happy again. She didn't want people to see or hear her happy. She couldn't and she wouldn't.
2 years later
Emily woke up, feeling the sun shine on her blankets. She looked over at the time. It was 7 in the morning, and her first day at a new school was coming. She sighed and climbed out of bed. She made it up, making sure it was nice and tidy. She then slowly fell on her knees and began to pray to her father.
Make this day go by smoothly Daddy, nothing would make me happier. Protect me in this time off need and watch over me as I walk this Earth. I love you Dad and miss you terribly. Amen.
She crossed her heart and blew a kiss to the sky. She made sure that she did that every day and every night. She knew that her father was a great man and she was going to make sure he still felt her appreciation for him. She began to get dressed for school and sat down in front of the mirror. She began to curl her hair and saw that the door had opened. She saw her mother, Pam Fields with a wonderful smile on her face that made her beautiful.
"Are you almost done?" Pam had signed to her. Emily smiled and nodded, releasing her hair to reveal a wonderful curl. She brushed it out with her fingers and got up, picking up her book bag from the chair.
"Let's go." Emily had signed back. Both girls made their way to the car and started down the road. Emily had signed since the day she heard about her father. The doctors kept telling Pam that a traumatic event could cause her to lose her hearing but assured her that she wasn't deaf. Emily was sure good at playing the card though, she didn't flinch at loud noises, and she didn't turn her head when she heard someone called her name. She had tuned the world out completely, so it almost seemed as if she was deaf. Pam knew it had something to do with her father, so she didn't dare to tell Emily to stop. If this made Emily happy then she would go along with it. They reached the school and Emily admired the building. She had read about the school, the activities, the academics, and some of the students here. She remembered one student as she kept reading about them. Spencer Hastings. She was always featured on the website in mass amount of photos. Emily admired her for being passionate about school, and was truly impressed with her extensive taste in activities. Emily felt her mother's hand on her knee and looked at her. Pam nodded and opened her car door. Emily took a deep breath and got out of the car. She saw a bunch of students hanging out in the parking lot, talking with friends and laughing. She then walked beside her mother into the school. As she walked down the hall she saw a couple of students looking at her right away. When they made their way into the office, Emily sat down in a chair and waited for her mother.
"Hi I'm Pam Fields, I spoke to you earlier this week about enrolling my daughter?" Pam chatted away at the secretary. Emily sighed and saw students running down the halls, practically pushing each other. She then saw a tall brunette walk into the office with a cup of coffee in her hand. Emily immediately recognized that it was Spencer Hastings. Junior, enrolled in AP courses, captain of the debate team, decathlon team, field hockey, the list goes on. Emily noticed that she had slight highlights in her hair than in the picture she had taken at the beginning of the year. Not like Emily was staring at her picture for hours on end. Spencer then smiled and laughed at what the teacher was saying, that laugh. Emily was almost about to laugh as well but quickly caught herself. She looked away and saw that the hallway was nearly empty. Spencer then sat next to Emily a big smile plastered on her face. She then tapped Emily on her shoulder, making Emily look in her direction. Her eyes were mesmerized on Spencer, everything around them disappearing.
"Hi I'm Spencer Hastings. Mr. Fitz was telling me that you were new here. Welcome to Rosewood." Spencer said gleefully, extending her hand for a hand shake. Emily smiled and took her hand warmly and shook it. "I hope you find it well to adjust here, if you ever need anything I am always here. I know it's tough moving to a new place and having no friends, but consider me your friend." Spencer went on, Emily hung on her every word, but made sure not to make any facial recognition that she was listening. Spencer then looked at her confused, not really knowing what to say next.
"Spencer she's deaf." Mr. Fitz said, clarifying to Spencer. Emily pretended she didn't see that and pulled out a notebook from her bag. She began to write down something. Spencer was shocked for the first time in a long while. She didn't know what to do. She looked at Emily who had the notebook held up, Spencer reading the note she put.
"'I'm deaf.' Um, okay well now I officially feel completely embarrassed and stupid. Wow, can you read lips? Or do I have to learn sign language to talk to you?" Spencer asked, laughing awkwardly. Emily smiled and wrote down something else. Spencer looked at it and admired her handwriting for being so well defined. "'I can read lips.' Okay that's good, so you caught everything I was saying?" Spencer smiled, feeling a bit more at ease. Emily nodded, lifting her hand indicating a little bit. Spencer nodded and got up from her seat. She then returned to the desk and formally introduced herself to Pam. Her and Pam seemed like they were lifelong friends just meeting up for the first time in a while. Emily smiled and stay seated until she was given her schedule. Emily stood up and Spencer followed her out the door. Pam then took her keys out of her bag and looked at Emily.
"I'll be here when school ends okay?" Pam signed but also spoke, something she often did around people that didn't understand sign language.
"Um excuse me Mrs. Fields, do you mind if I take her home? That is if I can have your permission." Spencer interjected. Pam had a sad smile across her face, making Emily sad herself.
"It's Ms. Fields, but yes that's fine. I don't have a problem with it. Emily will be sure to give you the address before the day is out. Spencer is taking you home. Be good, I love you." Pam signed the entire conversation, making sure Emily didn't miss a word of it. Emily smiled and hugged her mom. She then signed 'I love you' back. Pam then exited the building and Emily looked at Spencer. Spencer then copied Emily's sign, the sign 'I love you'.
"What's that?" Spencer asked, still holding the sign. Emily pointed to her eye, then made a heart, then pointed at Spencer. Spencer quickly caught on and nodded her head slowly. "Oh, I love you. I guess I need to do some research or something. I promise you I will learn sign language, even if it kills me." Spencer laughed slightly, making Emily smiled letting out a small chuckle. Spencer then escorted her to her class, Emily not realizing that this was Spencer's class also. Mr. Fitz from earlier smiled at the girls and handed them both a packet. He continued his lecture to the class and Spencer made Emily sit at the same table as her.
"Now class, the packets that I had just handed out are a group project, no more than two people to a group please. So Hanna, Aria, Alison, Spencer, that means no swapping and combining each other's groups." Mr. Fitz said with a smile on his face. Hanna groaned and hit her head on the table.
"Mr. Fitz come on! That's no fair." Alison complained and began to pout. Mr. Fitz then told the class to begin their project. "I don't know about you guys but we are all in a group. Whether he likes it or not, he is getting a project with all our names on it." Alison said determined. Aria chuckled and looked over at Emily, who was nervous and tapping her foot constantly.
"Guys this is Emily Fields, she's new and I'm going to be in all her classes. And you guys she's deaf, so be careful what you say, she can read lips." Spencer explained, whispering the last part. Hanna nodded and waved at Emily, Emily smiling at her.
"Hi Emily, I'm Aria, nice to meet you. And that's Hanna and Alison." Aria rubbed Emily's back and pointed at the other two. Emily nodded and began to look over the packet that she was given.
"You sure she is deaf you guys?" Alison looked at her, her eyes piercing a hold into Emily's head. Emily's heart almost stopped but she didn't look up at Alison. Aria then hit Alison making Alison stop her piercing gaze.
"Really Alison? Don't be such a bitch to her." Aria said, defending Emily right away. Spencer then sighed and tapped Emily's foot with hers. Emily looked up at her and saw Spencer mouth 'Hallway'. Emily nodded and grabbed her packet and notebook. Both girls slid outside in the hallway, leaving the three girls arguing about Alison's remark. Spencer sat down near a batch of lockers and slid down the wall, sitting down on the floor. Emily sat right next to her and started to tap her pencil. Spencer then put her head on Emily's shoulder, Emily quickly looking at down at Spencer.
"You're lucky you know that? You don't have to hear what everyone wants from you, what they expect of you. All the mindless chatter that happens all around us, you don't have to listen to it at all." Spencer began pouring her heart out. Spencer quickly wiped away the tear that silently slid down her cheek. Emily sighed and wrapped her arm around Spencer. She rubbed small circles on Spencer's shoulder, making Spencer relax. Emily realized that Spencer was going through a lot, pressure and constant expectations. Spencer looked up at Emily, staring deeply into her eyes. Spencer saw something, almost sympathy. "I wish I could hear your voice." Spencer sighed, smiling slightly. Emily wanted to say something right there, but something told her not yet. Emily smiled and looked back down at her school work. Spencer sighed again and looked at her packet. Spencer's mind was clouded with Emily. Her olive skin that suited her so well, her flowing black hair that complimented her face well. Her eyes that seemed to be endless when you stared into them. Her body was well toned also, making Spencer wonder if she had done any sports. What Spencer loved most about her was that she seemed to be talking even without saying anything. She loved that Emily looked like she was listening, but knew that she couldn't hear a word. But Spencer loved that, she just wanted someone to listen to her about her problems, even if it meant that the one person that didn't mind listening to her was deaf.
Thoughts?