You watch them from the other side of the room, and it breaks your heart. Carl surprised Emma by coming to school for lunch today, and they're sitting there. Almost mocking you. She giggles quietly, with her fingers entwined with his. You've noticed she doesn't even care when he holds an uncleaned grape to her lips, and she eats it. That's meant to be you, sitting there. That's meant to be you, that's making her the happiest woman in the world. But no, you ruined it.
That night, you heard a quiet knock at your door, and someone stumbling against the wall. You shook your head, expecting it to be some drunk kid, at the wrong house. But when you opened the door and found Emma sat against the wall, sobbing her heart out, and reeking of booze, you just blinked for 60 seconds. "Wiiiiiiiiill." She wailed, reaching up for your hands. You picked her up, kissing her hair gently. "Hey, Em.. It's alright, I've got you.." Taking her into your apartment, you slip her shoes off, and sit her on the couch.
"Emma, what's happened to you?" You whisper, brushing her hair back out of her face. She hiccupped quietly, and wrapped her arms around your neck. "We fought." She mumbled into your skin, sniffling. "We fought and fought and fought." You chuckled awkwardly as she pouted. "Emma, you and Carl.. You're married, everything'll be fine. Married couples fight constantly. But he loves you, sweetheart." You wipe her tears with the pads of her thumb, kissing her head.
She shakes her head, sobs rattling through her body. "I love you. I love you. I love you, Will." She whispered over and over again, as she brushed the tears from her cheeks. You stare at her for a few seconds, not knowing exactly what to say. Her hands travel up your chest, as she cups your cheeks. She presses her lips against yours, kissing you deeply. Instantly, you pull away, but she persists. Straddling your lap, she holds onto your shoulders and kisses you again, and you can't help it. You've wanted her for so long. You weren't going to let her slip away.
Your hands slide up her thigh, and you pull away to look at her. She gives you a nod of consent, and attacks your neck with kisses. "Will.. Please.." She's getting frustrated. Grabbing your hand, she slides it up to cup her, and you let a moan out as you cup her, teasing her through her underwear. "Emma.. Are you still.. Uhm.." Your heart drops slightly as she shakes her head, sucking on your neck. "It's alright, Em.." You whisper, slipping your finger between her folds. Her moans are making you want her more than ever. She cups your cheeks again, kissing your lips harder, with more force. Her tongue slips into your mouth, swirling it around yours.