Author's Note: So I was gonna post this yesterday on my birthday, but I had a band competition instead.. It was fun though! Finally 18! Whoot! This is just a little one-shot that I decided to do just because. This is also my first Revenge fic. So please R&R and let me know what I can to better!
No Regrets
There was a warm, muscular arm draped over Emily Thorne. She could hear the light snoring of the person lying next to her; Daniel Grayson.
She just couldn't sleep. After what Nolan had said to her, she couldn't get that image out of her mind. Today had just gone from bad to worse. Things were not in her favor, as they normally were.
Things weren't supposed to go that way. That was not what was originally planned. Sure, Declan and Charlotte getting arrested wasn't part of tonight either, but that, hey, Emily could handle.
But what she couldn't handle and was completely unexpected, was the look that Jack gave her when he saw her with Daniel when they were picking up Charlotte. Then there was Lydia, one of the people Emily was set out to ruin, had found out some information on who she really was. She couldn't let Lydia say that to anybody. Lydia dying was just another thing to add to the never ending list.
Emily sighed, trying to calm her nerves. She closed her eyes in attempt to fall into a dreamless slumber. Emily had no regrets towards Lydia's death. After all, she wasn't the one to push Lydia off the edge of the building or to be there when it happened.
Author's Note: Disclaimer: Do not own Revenge, though I wish I did!