Emily's POV:

August 1st 2012, the day my whole life turned upside down, it was the day I came out to my parents, the day I was disowned as their daughter. My mother had told me it made her sick to her stomach knowing her own child is gay. I was an only child; to my parents they felt as if they failed to raise one kid. They were known as hardcore Christians, of course it sickened them. I'm a disgrace. My parents never kicked me out, in their minds it was a choice for me to feel this way. If you asked me I wouldn't have chosen to feel this way, I would have chose to be straight. I continued living with them, hating every second in that house, there were so many times I thought about running away, so many times I thought about ending my life right there and then. I ended up being the girl I never thought I'd become, as days passed I began harming myself. My excuses were that physical pain covers emotional pain. I was right that's exactly how I felt; every cut gave me relief each time, sliding the blade across my skin as the blood poured out like a fountain. The blood represented my emotional pain, I felt like crap for the longest time. That was until school started, September 12th 2012.

It was the first day of school; summer had been pretty dramatic, with things still being tense at home. The only time things felt calm was either when I was with Spencer and Aria or when I cut. Although going to school sucked it was much better than being at home, school felt like a 6 hour vacation spending almost every minute with my two friends. Thankfully I had first period with them. School had been going pretty well, little did I know it got even better, the second day I noticed a blonde girl, she sat at the front of the class, her hair was perfectly curled. She had piercing blue eyes. I had several instincts that she and I would be good friends, after pondering many thoughts I decided to go to talk to her.

"Hi, I'm Emily Fields. Are you new here?" I asked.

"Hanna Marin, and yes I actually just transferred this year", she said.

The conversation continued on for a while, Hanna asked me many questions; we quickly got to know each other. In a mere conversation I managed to find out that she lived with only her mother, and her father hadn't been in her life for 9 years.

Who knew a 15 minute conversation would start such an amazing friendship? As she and I began talking and hanging out more, I started to get romantic feelings for her. No matter how many times Hanna and I would talk or how personal our conversations got I could never find the words to tell her who I really am or anything about my past.

The only people outside my family that knew about my sexuality were Spencer and Aria. They began noticing how close Hanna and I got, I started to get the feeling from them that they felt as if I was leaving them out of my life.

It was Friday afternoon; I met up with Spencer and Aria for lunch.

"Hey Emily", they said in unison. They looked at me as if they haven't seen me in years.

"Hey", I reply, "So I've been meaning to talk to you guys, I'm sorry I've been shutting you two out lately. I-"

"It's okay Em, we understand why you've been with Hanna more", Aria said cutting me off. Spencer nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, we get it, we understand. Obviously you have feelings for Hanna", Spencer stated knowingly. My cheeks flushed.

"How do you guys know that...?" I asked in confusion.

Aria then spoke up. "Please Emily we're your best friends! We can read you like an open book."

After that I eventually introduced Hanna to Spencer and Aria. To no surprise, they clicked! Hanna was naturally outgoing, lovable and got along with everybody. Although she was new to the school she somehow became the 'it girl'. She was at the top and everyone knew her, but she belonged to our group. We all understood each other.

It was the night of Halloween, all of us gathered up at Spencer's house to run a marathon of horror movies. Aria and Spencer sat on one couch while, Hanna and I sat across the living room on the other one. We were busy watching 'Insidious 2', I'm never the one to get scared, but Hanna was and decided to hold onto my arm during horrific scenes. She grabbed on to my wrist tightly, causing me to jolt back in pain. The friction from her arm against the sleeve of my sweater caused the cuts to open. I lifted my sleeve up hoping the darkness of the room wouldn't make anything visible to the other girls. Despite how much I tried to hide my now open cuts of course, Hanna noticed. Like an arrow from a bow Hanna quickly grabbed my hand pulling me into the kitchen.

"Emily! What the hell is that?" Hanna asked startled.

"Can we not talk about it? Just drop it, okay?", I stated as tears were beginning to form in my eyes, I looked down. Hanna lifted my head up in attempt to get me to say something else.

"It's not worth talking about Hanna."

"If my best friend is harming herself this much, it's worth talking about. I care about you, a lot. Emily, why are you doing this?"

"Physical pain covers emotional pain. Simple.", I said, tears now rolling down my cheeks.

Hanna used her thumb to gently wipe them away.

"What emotional pain? C'mon talk to me, I'm here to help not judge." At those words I suddenly felt more comfortable with Hanna knowing the real me. I began speaking, still afraid that this will be the reason she would walk out of my life.

A/N Happy Halloween ! Hope you guys liked it, review for an update and let me know what you want to have happen next! ~ShayMitchCanada