This is my first fanfiction here. I've also posted it on Hopefully you like it.
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Emma was tired. She was tired of her parents and their over concern. She was tired of school and the looks people gave her. Most of all, she was tired of everything being so hard.
In the morning, it was so hard to get up. It was just so hard to get motivated. School didn't seem to matter that much. Sometimes she forgot to eat. She knew that was why she had gone from a size 7 to a size 3. She knew she was losing too much weight, but she couldn't find the will to make herself eat. Getting sleep was one of the hardest things she did. In her dreams all she ever saw was the gun. Most of the time, Sean didn't make it in time. She usually died.
They say that when you die in your dreams, you die for real. In some of her darker moments, Emma wished that was true. Because then she wouldn't be here. She could be free. She could be happy. She wouldn't have to worry about how Snake's cancer was back. She wouldn't be stuck in the constant darkness.
Her only bright spots were her friends. There are only three of them now that Sean is gone. They keep her grounded, and she is happy when they are all together.
Emma had befriended Paige when the "Queen Bee" had offered. It had been great. They were now the very best of friends. Somehow Emma knew she could trust Paige and it showed in the differences between their friendship and Emma's friendship with Manny. Right now, Emma didn't care what Manny was up to. She hadn't even talked to her in three weeks.
Craig was one of her other friends. After the shooting, Craig had been one of the first to notice her withdrawal. Understandably, he'd been concerned. Now he was her big brother. He was there when Snake's test results had come back positive. He had held her as she cried.
Her biggest saving grace, however, came in the form of one James Tiberius Yorke. He was her oldest friend and her confidante. He is the only one guaranteed to put a smile on her face. JT is her best friend and the most important of the three people that keep her holding on. One of three people that watch helpless as their friend continues to slowly slip away.
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R&R