"Alone, still?"
Emily turned around to see her twin standing over her. She knew that this mean streak was just Katie's way of protecting her, but she hated it. She swore it was over, for good, but then…
"Fuck off, Katie."
Katie knew better than to leave. She simply sat down next to Emily, and smiled at her.
"I'm not leaving 'till you cheer up."
Emily sighed. It wasn't that fucking easy. Katie didn't know what it was like to only have a few moments with the one you're in love with before they're gone. Naomi wasn't fucking coming back from the grave. There was no bright side.
"It's been six months, Ems."
Emily gave Katie eye contact. She hadn't looked anyone in the eyes since Naomi died, and it hurt just to see another person exist happily.
She hated Katie! HATED her! There was NO FUCKING WAY that she would let Katie get inside her head.
"LEAVE IT, Katie."
Katie left. Emily instantly regretted the yelling. She wasn't about to let Katie manipulate her again, or walk all over her, but she knew the loneliness was worse. She didn't even want to think about the state Katie had found her in-takeaway all over the floor, a mess. She hadn't even changed her clothes in a week.
The worst part is that had been her routine for 2 ½ months.
She knew Katie had come to New York to look after her. Katie's excuse was that she wanted to see the sights, and live in a country other than England for awhile, but Emily wasn't sure if that was a cover to hide Katie's real reason from Jenna or not.
Jenna had made it very clear that she no longer cared about Emily. She never liked Naomi, and saw it pathetic that Emily grieved after the funeral. Emily missed having her mother's love, but she missed Naomi's too…
Thinking about that will just make it worse, thought Emily. Then again, I'm not sure that it can get any worse…
Emily heard her phone ringing. But fuck it, right? Why should she answer the phone, or get out of bed, or live life to the fullest? There was no way she could love anyone as much as she used to love-no, STILL loved-Naomi, and there wasn't any hope that Naomi was the one calling.
She decided she'd answer the phone anyway, just to make the noise stop.
"Hello?"
"Emily, is that you?"
"Yeah…Why's that?"
"I need a favour…"