A/N: Yes this is going to be Bemmett, and it contains spoilers for 1x06 and 1x07, and also the preview for 1x08. You've been warned!
*EMMETT POV*
I was sitting in sixth period econ when I felt my phone vibrate twice in my pocket. Twice. I programmed that for Bay. She would NEVER text me in class. She had either found her father, or... well, something had gone wrong with her or Daphne. I raised my hand and signed "May I please go to the bathroom?" After the teacher let me leave, I ran for the nearest exit. If something was wrong with Bay or Daphne, there was no way that I was staying the rest of the day. I opened my phone and read the text message: R LIED TO US. SHE KNEW! GUITAR CASE HAD PICS OF ME IN IT. DAPH OPENED IT AND MADE R TELL.
I was conflicted between going to find Regina right then and giving her a piece of my mind, or going to Buckner to comfort Bay. Bay. Regina's beautiful biological daughter. Insulting Regina could wait. I had seen Bay break down after Ty left for Afghanistan, and that just ripped my heart in half watching from a distance. I knew what I had to do. Fighting tears, I grabbed my motorcycle helmet, hopped on, and sped off towards Buckner, pushing 80 the entire time.
*BAY POV*
Today was going to be a tough day to get through, I could just tell. Not only were Toby and Wilke facing their chem teacher for the first time after their two-week suspension, I had found out from Regina (with Daphne's help) that the contents of the guitar case weren't going to help me find my father, all they were going to do was assure me that Regina had a lot to hide. The bell rang, signaling the end of my art class. I walked through the courtyard and heard the honk of a horn. I turned around. It was Emmett. I had texted him earlier and told him what had happened, but I wasn't expecting him to just up and leave school to see me. He had this pained look in his eyes when he noticed I was wiping away tears, and then he signed, "come here." I walked over to the motorcycle, noticing everyone was watching, and Emmett held his arms open for me. He signed "Hey beautiful, it's gonna be ok," and I rushed into his arms , not caring whether I had mascara all over my face or that my hair was messed up. Ignoring the shocked stares of my classmates, I let him go and signed roughly, "Let's get out of here." I saw the look on his face and the sign for "hop on," and I knew things were going to get better. I put Emmett's extra helmet on, hopped on the bike, and held on. I didn't know where we were going, but anywhere would be better than Buckner.
Twenty minutes later Emmett stopped the motorcycle. We were in front of a place that looked vaguely familiar, maybe I had tagged something in the neighborhood a while ago. There was a little playground with a picnic shelter, and a little ice cream stand. Emmett got off and held his hand out. I grabbed it, not knowing where it would take me, but because it was Emmett, I trusted him. We stopped at the swingset, and Emmett grabbed a swing. I sat in the swing next to his, and he turned toward me and spoke, for the first time since he was eight, "Bay, I really like you. Not just like, I love you." I sat there, stunned that Emmett spoke, and for me. I thought about it for a second, then I leaned in and kissed him. No matter how screwed up everything was at home, I knew that if I was with Emmett, everything with Regina and my parents and Toby and Daphne would go the back of my mind. I put all my energy into the kiss, and forgot everything around me except for the gorgeous, blue-eyed redheaded piece of amazing that was Emmett Bledsoe.
*EMMETT POV*
My head was spinning. Had I really just spoken? Had I really just told a hearing girl that I loved her? Bay was the best thing that had happened to me since my parents split. The hole that formed in my heart after Dad left was somehow magically healed by Bay. Before I knew it, she leaned in and kissed me, and it was the most amazing kiss I had ever experienced. As soon as it started, Bay broke the kiss and signed, "I love you too." Even with her mascara streaked face and messy hair, she was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. Yes, even Brooklyn Decker didn't compare. I got up, motioned over to the ice cream stand, and pulled out my wallet. Bay definitely deserved a little treat. She got out of the swing with a little skip in her step, grabbed my hand, and we walked over to the ice cream stand together. I knew the guy that owned the stand, and he knew some sign because I'd been there so many times with my parents, all I had to do was wave and he'd get my order. When we got to the stand, the owner signed "Who's that?" so I responded, with a wink at Bay, "This is my girlfriend, Bay." He looked at the two of us and chuckled. Bay looked at the menu for a second, then ordered, "One scoop of strawberry cheesecake, please." Andy, the owner's eyes popped out, and he signed, "A hearing girl? I thought the day would never come." Bay somewhat understood what Andy was signing and giggled. Then he signed "Emmett, you still want that scoop of butter pecan? It's all on me, she looks like she's had a rough day." I looked over at Bay, who understood Andy's offer, and she cracked a smile that was worth more than all of her family's money. Andy scooped our ice cream and we headed back to the swingset, eating our ice cream.
*BAY POV*
There was no doubt about it, Emmett was perfect. I had my doubts before, when I was still heartbroken over Ty, but now, there was no way I'd ever turn back. The way he ditched school to find me, that was chivalrous on its own. But the fact that he spoke, for me, was the icing on the cake. No matter how many of my friends would think it was weird for me to be dating a Deaf guy, I knew I was happier with Emmett than I ever was with anyone else. He was artsy, sarcastic, funny, musical, and he actually cared more about how I felt than getting in my pants. He knew that I mattered, and he treated me like a queen.
After I finished my ice cream (giving a few spoonfuls to Emmett here and there), I signed slowly, "You want to go to my house and paint?" Emmett just had this look on his face, and signed "I have a better idea." He took my hand and led me over to his bike. Once again I put on the helmet and got on.
This time we stopped after about five minutes. We were at a school, Carlton School for the Deaf to be exact. School was still in session, but it would be out after ten minutes. Emmett led me in, showed me the door to the bathroom, and signed "so you can wash all those tearr stains off your pretty little face. I'll be right back." I walked into the bathroom and scrubbed the mascara, which had trickled down my cheeks, off. I ran my fingers through my unruly hair to try to fix it, but to no avail. Luckily I had a ponytail so I put it up in a loose bun and walked out to see Emmett waiting with his mom.
"It's OK, I already emailed Buckner," Mrs. Bledsoe signed. "Emmett texted me."
I was relieved I wouldn't get in trouble at school, but what about when I got home?
Emmett and his mom could see the worry on my face and signed very fast back and forth for a few minutes. Emmett then slowed down and signed "My mom's going to have a word with Regina."
NEXT CHAPTER COMING SOON!