So, I felt the need to write this drabble after what happened in the last episode…I realize that Emily and Razor are most likely not going to be together (cries and shoots self after shooting Damon and writer who didn't put Emily and Razor together) because of DAMON *kills him again* unless Razorreappears SOON. But, while we wait for that to happen (because it WILL happen, Emily is not allowed to go out with Damon…I won't let her…) I felt the need to write this because it's been in my head since seeing the last episode. It starts right after she leaves the gym when Sasha says she can train there again.
"You know you need me."
She knew it. She needed her coach to help her secure a place on the Olympic team, to help her win at Nationals. She needed him to learn to trust. To learn to surrender.
"But why can't I do it alone?" she wondered. She would never stop wondering.
She knew she needed her friends. Unlikely as it seemed, they were her friends. Payson, Kaylie, and even Lauren. They were the ones she turned to for encouragement when she was about to land a difficult vault or for support when she slipped.
"But why can't I support myself?" she would question.
She needed Damon, another kind of friend. The one who reminded her there was never too much to reach for, always time to let loose, and to never be afraid or to hold back. Irritating and egotistical as he was, she needed him.
"But why can't I do that myself?" she asked.
And then she needed him. The one who listened. The one who she could trust. The one who always managed to make her smile, whether by a joke or just by being there. She knew she needed him, just the way he needed her, and that was something she would never question.
That was a weird thing, didn't come out like I'd thought, but I guess it could be worse. It's basically Emily who's thinking/saying everything, and the guy at the end that she needs is Razor. You know she needs him. She needs to go out with him and NOT DAMON.