I got bored, and I decided, 'hey, why don't I write a short little story with some Jemma conflict?'. Soo... here it is. Enjoy.
Disclaimer : I do not own EWW. This story is mine. There is some light cursing and slightly grown up themes, hence the rating.
She loves him.
She's been lying to herself, telling herself no, but she can't deny it.
Her plan to protect him from his mother won't work. Even if he falls out of love with her she still loves him, she always will. He'll still be useful bait because she'll still do whatever it takes to keep him safe, come hell or high water.
He's always so nice to her. She pushed, she pulled, she did anything and everything she could to make him stop making this so hard to do. She hurt him and she knows it. But he loves her too much, and he's stubborn as hell, and he won't give up, not on her.
She stares at the scrapbooks and at her promise ring and she hates this. She hates herself. Jax loves her more than anything and she keeps hurting him. For his own good or not, it still made her feel like shit.
The night before his birthday comes and she almost breaks. She begs Andi to come over and keep her in her house because if she doesn't this whole plan is going down the drain and she's going to go to him. She's going to kiss him and she knows she won't stop until she wakes up next to him in the morning, and then she'll register regret.
His contact keeps torturing her all night. The emojis taunt her and the name tempts her and she just wants to let go of all of it. To go back to being who they used to be.
Love is a pain in the ass. It hurts and it sucks and it's cloud 9 and it's dying inside. All she can think about is how badly she wants him. She texts him, but it's an answer to a question he'd asked, that had nothing to do with what she was doing.
Yes, I'll be there for your party.
And when she turns off her phone, forcing herself not to break, she cries. It's midnight and Andi's asleep and she just has to cry.
Tomorrow night was going to be tough.
Midnight.
Of course she answered him at midnight.
Jax stared at his phone, contemplating whether to text her back or not. He knew she would most likely ignore him again, like she has been. So no text it was.
He sighed, setting his phone on his night stand. He knew she was trying to protect him. From what, he didn't know. All he knew was that she was pushing really hard. And when that force was met she started pulling back, and the cycle kept going. He hates it, but it's what she's doing.
This was impossible. He loved her with all his heart, he knew she loved him just as much, but she kept refusing to stop this nonsense and work it out. He didn't need protection. No matter what he was always going to love her, and he knew she wasn't going to be able to stop loving him either. Friday night at The Seven she was wearing the promise ring he got her.
That had to count for something. She wouldn't have worn it if it didn't. He still had a place in her life.
And tomorrow night, he'd win her back over. He had to have her again. Not being able to hug her, to kiss her, to tell her he loved her was driving him nuts. He could retaliate by making her jealous with another girl.
But he didn't want to punish himself with having to do all those things with anyone other than Emma.
She couldn't do it.
Emma Alonso stood in front of her bedroom mirror, at 6:30, and her mind kept repeating that mantra. You can't do this, you can't do this.
She knew she was prone to making bad choices around him. She had pretty good judgment, but when it came to Jax that went out the window. She was already close to breaking, without being near him. But five hours or more, that was not a good idea.
She really shouldn't have sent that text.
Deciding to focus on anything else, she looked at her outfit. Dark purple sequined dress, black leather jacket, and three inch dark purple heels that almost looked black. She had on a berry red lipstick, and her eyes and hair were the way she usually did them.
Is this too much? She wondered. She knew Jax was going to be trying to get her to talk to him no matter what, but did she really need to go out in this? He was surely going to end up staring at her lips.
Screw it. She decided, throwing one of her gold bracelets that was three, just connected. Opening her drawer, she grabbed her promise ring, arguing with herself on whether to wear it or not. She wore it Friday, two nights before. Maybe... it wouldn't hurt.
Emma sighed, slipping it onto her right ring finger, forcing herself not to flash back to the first time she put it on. When Jax was the one to do it.
She shook her head, hearing her door open.
"Hey Em. Ready to go?" Andi asked, peaking in. Phillip had convinced her to wear a black leather dress, since it was a party for one of her friends. But she drew the line when Maddie tried to make her wear makeup and heels.
"Yeah. I... think so." She hesitated. Andi stepped inside, hugging her. She knew exactly what was wrong with Emma, and she couldn't blame her. Liana was willing to use her own son as bait, and Emma had to make sure that didn't happen. That he didn't get hurt.
"Everything is going to be fine. I'll be there and so will Phillip. Just, stick with us and no matter what you do don't kiss Birdman." Andi instructed sternly, making Emma laugh and nod, a slight sniffle escaping.
"Ok. Now, let's go." Andi ordered, leading her out. Emma's dad gave her permission to come home tomorrow, since he knew how wild teenagers get. That morning he'd made a joke about using protection, and Emma just raced to her room when he had, embarrassed as heck.
They got out to the car, and Emma realized exactly what was about to happen. She sat in the passenger seat of Andi's car, just staring off.
This was absolutely, 100%, a recipe for disaster. And she knew it too.
"Andi. Do you think I'm making a mistake?" Emma asked once they started driving. Phillip was going to meet them there. Andi shook her head no.
"Nope. I think you need to bite the bullet and stop avoiding him. He loves you, and you love him. And I hate to say it Em but neither of those things are going to change."
"I guess you're right."
"Of course I am, I'm your guardian. Liana won't even be lose long enough to hurt you guys anyway. And besides, what's the worst that can happen in one night? You get drunk, or don't, and wake up naked next to him. Newsflash: not the end of the world."
"Andi!" Emma shouted, a blush creeping onto her face. Her best friend just smirked in response, shrugging.
"Whatever. Just saying."
After Andi said that they fell into comfortable silence. Every once in a while the light of a street lamp would cross Emma's ring, the reflection putting a grin in her face.
Maybe she didn't need to push him away after all...
Alrighty guys, that's it. This may become a two/three shot or a short multi chap, but that's going to depend on the feedback I get on this. If you liked it please review and let me know if you want to see more of this. Bye!