Blonde hair swayed lightly in a pony tail as Emma's head bobbed along to the static music blaring out of the radio of her yellow Volkswagen. A soft hum could be heard rising from the blondes throat. She'd causally and quickly throw her head back to check if her old thick remmed glasses hasn't fallen to be the abyss of her bottomless car, every now and then.
Despite her best effort to keep a happy non-caring personality, she still wanted to crawl into a ball, clutch her fist together, and let darkness consume her. She could feel the heavy bolder weighing on her chest from the day that her life, the part of it that seemed to be the only good left, was shattered into a million pieces, never to be put back again.
The music eventually grew more staticy and began to blend in with the new beating rain drops. She mumbled a few curse words and switched the radio off, and just quietly listened to the beat of the rain, keeping her eyes locked with the road at all times.
The rain seemed to come more rapidly now, and a couple a loud booms could be heard from a distance. Even though the storm only seemed to get worse, Emma didn't teeter and kept driving. She had no idea where she was heading, but anywhere far away from Phoenix seemed like a great place to live.
She's been driving for a couple of days now, maybe even a week. Every now and then stopping for gas, food or a nap, but other than that it was full force driving mode. No directions or nothing, just a pull in her gut. A feeling that she should head this way. A feeling she was getting closer to much more then a new start. But she ignored these thoughts knowing the disappointment that would lead.
The road she was on looked like it was going on forever with only leaves and unknown forest to accompany it, but through the watery windshield she could nearly make out a stone sign. She couldn't decipher the words, but with another look at a crack of lightning and a powerful boom of thunder she thought it would be best to stop and rest.
She pushed the gas peddle down heavier, and tightened her grip on the steering wheel as she crossed the town's line. For a flash second, a small tiny insignificant second that ticked by on a clock, she felt a full frontal wave of energy crash into her like lightning had came and whipped her, but this was so much more. With that wave of energy brought emotions. Emotions that she had thought to buried deep beneath her soul. Sadness, pain, anger, and things she had sworn she never experienced truly before, but as fast as it came, it left even quicker, leaving her back to the shell she was.
Emma swiftly shook the urge in her soul to think about what that was and what it meant, but instead brushed it off and told herself it was from driving to long. Though it remained in the back of her brain trying to push itself foward and deliver a message of great importance.
She squinted her eyes to make out a sign that said something about a bed and breakfast. Emma gently parked the car over between two faded white lines. Taking a deep breath in and out before steeping out of the car and hurrying through the beating water and in through the rustic doors.
"Hello!" She called out and tried brushing the rain off onto the red carpet beneath her. The room had a dark wooden desk and a matching door behind it, and to the side was a staircase. She heard a slight tumble and shoes clicks before a tall brunette with red streaks running in a strip of her hair came out of the door behind the desk. The brunette wore jeans shorts way to tight and way to little, with a crop top that cut off a couple of inches above the bellybutton.
The brunette stared at her with curiosity, like inspecting a frog before dissecting it. "Umm... Hi, do you have a spare room." Emma smiled nervously while toying with her coat.
"You want a room... here." The red streaked brunette stared at her in disbelief, before shaking her head and continuing. "I mean yeah... you have money right?" Emma felt the other girls eyes now roaming over her dingy clothes.
"Yup." The blonde nodded nonchalantly.
"Great." The brunette started to fidget around with a large book on the dark wooden desk. "So how long do you plan on staying... Umm what's your name?"
"Emma, and not sure. Just put me down for tonight." Emma answered unsure if she'd even stay the night.
"Well my name's Ruby. Usually this place is run by my Granny, but she's recovering from a heart attack right now." Ruby said in a tight voice and started to pull out a key. "Your room is right up those stairs, first door to the right.
She handed Emma the key, and once again Emma felt a spark emotions ignite, not as much as before, but still a spark.
Realizing a that she was still holding the key looking at it, Emma mumbled a thanks and started her way up the staircase lugging her tried body with it. Driving all those hours tried her out, so now nothing sounded more appealing then jumping on a bed and forgetting everything for sleep.
She followed the brunette's directions and found her new temporary place. It was a whole lot better then a lot of places she had stayed in. The bed had simple white sheets that were a little scratchy, but other than that comfy. The walls had a clean beige white color painted on it. It even had a bathroom and closet.
Emma walked over to the bed in a zombie-like state and crashed straight into the pillows. Letting her eyes close, she drifted off to sleep.
There were two brunettes, each on the other side of Emma. They were in a dark room that seemed to be disintegrating before Emma's eyes. The faces were a blur, but she could make out a few features. The brunette to her right had a white gown that had lace at the very tip at the end, and the other had a purple dress that was so low cut it could kill.
The brunette to her right was crying... no more like frantic sobbing. She heard the sorrowful brunette scream her name. "Emma, Emma, Emma!" Each time getting more panic and even slamming her hands down on the stone cold floor.
It tugged and pulled at the strings of her heart. For some reason she wanted to and comfort the woman and tell her she was here.
She turned her attention to the other brunette who for a moment their eyes locked and the woman tilted her head in curiosity, studying Emma.
Colors began swirl together and the scenery was changing. She was no longer in a dark cold dissipating room, but near a fire place sitting on a leather couch. The brunette in white had vanished, but the other one sat across from her with a predatory smirk. She seemed to get closer and closer to Emma until she sat on her lap.
The mysterious brunette drew her index finger lightly against Emma's skin. Her hips began to sway into circles. She started to kiss the blondes neck and nibbling at her ear. Emma searched for words, but came out with nothing. The woman moved to the younger girls lips and pressed gently onto them. Her tongue seemed to slip in with ease, and teased her as she went.
The woman became more aggressive and needy. She started to suck harder were she kissed, and clawing for more. She forcefully grabbing the blondes hands and intertwines them with her own forcing them on the back of the couch. Her body pressed deeper, and hips searched desperately for more friction and heat. Tongue swiping the bottom of her lips, before biting down on Emma's. She lean in close and began kissing Emma's neck again.
"Mine." A dark, seductive, and sultry voice whispered in a hot breath against Emma's neck.
Emma's eyes snapped open and the upper part of her body sprang up from the shock of her dream. Breath heavy and a heat in lower abdomen she crawled out of bed to go take a cold shower.
Her mind floating back to dream every couple of seconds, only to be scolded and told to be focused on b