What's Been Broken Can Be Fixed

Audrey was in her room, punching her punching bag she had hung up. Her thoughts were driving her crazy and no matter how many times she hit the bag, it didn't change anything. All she could think about was Emma. 'How could I have said all those hateful things to her? She's is always there for me and I was yelling at her in that stupid barn about how she broke my heart.' Audrey thought to herself.

After a few more minutes of taking her anger out on the punching bag, Audrey picked up her phone and called Emma's number. It rang once then went straight to voicemail. "Of course she wouldn't answer my calls. I was a bitch to her." Audrey said.

"Yeah, you kinda were. But I shouldn't have said the stuff I did either."

Audrey turned to see a familiar smile. Audrey's voice was a little off. "Emma?"

Emma walked over to her then hugged her. "I'm sorry about yelling at you because of those stupid letters."

Audrey hugged her back. "Don't be sorry. Those letters were messed up. I didn't want anything to happen to you and your friends back then and I don't want anything to happen to you guys now. I cared about you back then and that was just me being a bitch."

Emma pulled back to look at Audrey. "Cared about me back then? Is that your way of saying that you don't care about me now?"

Audrey softly shoved Emma when she started to laugh. "Haha, your very funny. Of course I care about you. I did shoot someone to save your life."

Emma stopped laughing and smiled warmly at her. "And then I saved your life when she almost stabbed you while you were trying to make sure I was OK. Thank you for that by the way."

Audrey moved a few steps away as she turned to look at the punching bag. "Thank you for saving my life more then once."

Audrey walked more towards the bag, hanging from her ceiling. Before she could swing at it again, Emma stepped in front of her. Audrey lowered her hand. "Are you trying to get hit?"

Emma shrugged. "No, I already get enough punches from this physio-path. But you are coming with me."

Audrey grabbed a towel before responding. "OK, let me get a shower first."

Emma laughed, "Wait, your not going to ask where I'm taking you?"

Audrey glanced at her before walking into the bathroom while saying, "No, not really. I know if I did, you wouldn't tell me anyway."

Emma chuckled, "Your right. I wouldn't have told you if you asked. I'll be down stairs."

Emma didn't wait for Audrey to respond. As she made her way down the stairs, Emma walked past Audrey's father. "Hey Emma, I didn't know you were here. How are you?"

Emma smiled at him. "I'm good. I just got here a few seconds ago. Is it OK if me and Audrey have a sleep over at my house tonight?"

"Of course it is. Between you and me, she needs to go out somewhere. She's been locked up in her room all day with that punching bag. If you can figure out what's wrong, you'll be a life saver. Teenage girls don't really know how to talk to their parents, let alone a widowed father."

Emma walked into the kitchen with Mr, Jensen. "Sure, I'll talk to her and get her to be less boring and more of the Audrey we all know and love."

He smiled at her as Audrey came down the stairs and froze when she saw them to talking lowly. "Hey guys, what are you up to?"

Mr, Jensen looked at his daughter. "Well, Emma here was asking me if she could kidnap you for tonight."

Emma stood up and laughed at the confused look on Audrey's face. "Don't worry. I'll only throw you in the back seat with a bag over your head, not the trunk."

Mr, Jensen laughed while Audrey was still trying to figure out what that meant. Emma noticed the look as she grabbed her hand and pulled her to the door. "Oh, come on geek. See you later Mr, Jensen."

He waved as the girls left the house in a hurry while Audrey questioned Emma the whole time they were getting in the car. Mr, Jensen let a smile take over his face because he knew that if anyone could figure out what was wrong with Audrey, It would be Emma.