Your little brother never tells you, but he loves you so.
You said your mother only smiled on her tv show.
You're only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope.
I hope you make it to the day you're 28 years old.
I lightly knocked on the door. This is the fifth day in row that I've been here. Mary Margaret was my only friend at the school, well that was until she had quit her job to help with her homeschooled daughter. I've never had the chance to actually meet her daughter, Emma. But from what I've heard she seemed like a pretty good kid to me.
The door swung open and I immediately was brought into a hug by Mary Margaret. "Regina, Hey!" She let go, smiling. I weakly smiled back.
"What's wrong?" Mary asked.
"Nothing it's just work isn't the same without you there" I sighed, pulling her back into a hug. "You were my only friend at that place and now there's no one to laugh with at lunch" she pulled out of the hug with a small smile.
"Well, that's why I invite you over now. So, we could change those lunch laughs into dinner laughs" she chuckled.
She always knew how to make me smile, which is one big reason why I miss this woman. This year just isn't the same and well I wish it was, but things change and I guess sometimes change is good.
"Hey Mom" I turned my head to see a blonde coming down the steps looking at a piece of paper. "Could you possibly help me with this ma-" the girl stopped and looked up at me. "Oh, I didn't know you had company over, I'll just wait" she smiled as she started to head back upstairs.
"Could I just go help her real quick?" Mary Margaret asked. I didn't want to keep Mary from helping her daughter because I was here. So, I just nodded.
Mary Margaret went upstairs and I just started thinking to myself. Thinking to myself about Emma. From what I've saw of her coming down the steps, she was good looking. But I have to remember that she's way younger than me and that I had no chance of dating my best friends daughter, what so ever.
Her blonde hair looked so smooth, it was satisfying and her eyes. That little five second stare we shared with each other made me feel something. Some type of way towards her. Towards her beauty. Even though it was only five seconds, I felt something there.
Footsteps from the steps behind me, brought me out of my thoughts.
"Okay, sorry that took longer than I thought it would've took" she laughed.
"No worries" I shrugged. I couldn't get my mind of Emma. It's like no matter how hard I tried she continued to keep coming back to my mind. Or maybe it was mind that wouldn't let go of her.
"Are you okay?" I heard a voice ask, knowing it was Mary's. I nodded with a smile. I was fine, it's just like I said though, I couldn't get her off my mind.
"So, Regina.." Mary started off. "Are the kids any better this year?" She asked, sipping her tea.
I nodded my head. "They're actually worse, and I think they're just getting worse by the second" we both laughed.
"This one kid, well I don't even know how to describe him. He's just bad" I chuckled. Which resulted a small laugh in her too.
As Mary and I were talking we were interrupted by footsteps coming down the steps, once again. I turned around with a blank face that immediately went to a smile.
"Hey Emma, everything good?" Mary asked. "Just getting a glass of water" she nodded.
"Wait, Emma. I would like for you to meet Regina" Mary Margaret smiled. As did Emma.
She walked over to me, while I was holding my hand out. "I'm more of a hugging type of person" She smiled.
She then pulled me into a hug. This hug was magical. It was like I wasn't even in this universe anymore. It felt like I was on some other planet where Emma and I actually had some feelings for each other.
Eventually, she had pulled out of the hug to talk to me.
"I'm Emma, obviously. And I'm guessing you're Regina. The woman my mom doesn't stop talking about" she laughed. "Because you're like her only friend" she then whispered, which made me smile.
"I'm going to back upstairs. It was nice meeting you Regina" she smiled. That smile was brighter than anything. Her smile was beautiful and so was she.
"Are you staying for dinner?" A voice asked. I turned my head to see it was Mary's. I quickly nodded. I wasn't staying for dinner for her though. I was staying for Emma. I wanted to know her more.
"Where's your bathroom?" I asked, not really needing to go. "Well, there's one upstairs and down here. Use either" she smiled.
I walked up the steps, only to be met with some music. Soft music, it was so calming. I peaked through the door to see a naked Emma. I guess she was getting dressed, but damn her body looked nice.
I pulled up my phone and took about four or five pictures of her body. I was in love, with a seventeen year old. A very hot seventeen year old.
"Dinner's Ready!" Mary called up. I put my phone back in my pocket and started heading back downstairs. Immediately, Emma was coming down the stairs right behind me.
"What are we having?" She asked. Her voice was so beautiful and sexy. Even when she was asking the most simplest questions, ever.
"Roast Beef" Mary smiled, turning to her daughter. Emma had just nodded back.
I wish it was okay to be with her. I wish it was okay to kiss her. I wish it was okay to just do anything with her. Even, just hold hands. I just really wish.
You're dripping like a saturated sunrise.
You're spilling like an overflowing sink.
You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece.
And now you're tearing through the pages and the ink.