"Where do you think your going to go to college?" Ellie asked.
Ellie and Sean were walking down the sidewalk toward the park hand in hand.
"I don't know Ellie; I have plenty of time to think about that."
"Sean, it's less then a year away, you have to decide before school ends." Ellie stated.
"Which is in I think June."
"Sean picking where you're going to go to college is really important."
Ellie and Sean entered the park entrance. They began to walk down the sidewalk, watching kids play on the jungle gym, eating ice cream, parents watching from a short distance, or older people reading a book while sitting on the benches.
"I'm not worrying about it El, I don't need to be because I don't know if I even want to go to college."
Ellie didn't say anything.
"I know you want me to, but I'm not sure."
Ellie looked up at him. "Whatever you decide is fine with me, it's your decision."
Sean smiled; he then noticed the ice cream truck. "Want some ice cream?"
"Sure."
Ellie took a seat on a bench across from the truck. Sean paid for two cones and then came back. He handed El a chocolate cone and then sat down to eat his strawberry cone.
"So have any plans today?" Ellie asked.
Sean shook his head. "You?"
"Marco wants to go for more college supplies; he forgot a few things last weekend when we went."
"Oh."
"You can come if you want to." Ellie suggested. "It's not going to hurt if you come."
Sean sighed. "Nah, I think I might go clean out that closet of ours."
Ellie smiled and laughed. "You're going to clean that mess of a closet?"
Sean nodded. "It'll give me something to do."
"You have two days of summer left and you're going to spend a day of it cleaning the closet?"
Sean nodded. "You told me to do something productive so I'm cleaning the closet."
"Have fun with that." Ellie said biting some of her cone.
A figure approached them slowly.
"Hey guys." Marco said sitting down next to Ellie.
"Hey." Sean and Ellie said at the same time.
"You ready to go?" Marco asked.
Sean looked at Ellie.
"I told him to meet us here." Ellie said.
Sean nodded.
"You want to come with us?" Marco asked.
Sean shook his head. "You guys go ahead."
Ellie kissed Sean and stood up. "I'll be back later."
Ellie threw the rest of her cone away into the trash. Sean watched as she followed Marco down the sidewalk til they turned the corner and were out of site. Sean ate the rest of his ice cream and then walked back home. He walked through the front door closing it behind him. He slowly walked into their room opening the closet. The closet was a mess. He began to take clothes and place them on the bed. He began to look in all the shoe boxes or any box to see what was in them.
Ellie's shoes, more of her shoe's, my shoe's, some of her old stuff, pictures of Emma…..
Sean froze when seeing what was in this box. He took out the picture. It was of him and Emma. They were standing in front of a tree in the ravine. He had his arm around her waist and she had her arm around his waist. He placed it back in the box and took out the next one. It was the picture from their first date. Sean laughed at the memory of it.
Good times, good times we had together.
Sean placed that picture next to the other one in the box. He pulled out old notes they had passed to each other in class. He read them all, remembering every single one of them. He smiled at the memories that fled through his mind. Every hug they had, each time they held hands, smiles that were exchanged, every kiss that they shared. Sean shook his head trying to make them stop, but they kept coming. He closed the box, setting it aside.
Why do I still have all this? I thought I threw all this stuff away the last time we broke up?
Sean took another box out of the closet. He was about to open it, but he glanced over at the box at his side. He pushed the box at his side toward the door, making it slide into the hall. He opened the box in his lap to find more of Ellie's stuff. He closed it and put it with the other boxes that were hers. He glanced back at the box in the hallway.
It's just a box…..with stuff from Emma…..pictures of Emma….stuff that reminds me of Emma……
Sean stood up and walked into the hall, picking up the box. He sat down on the bed and dumped it out. Everything came out onto the bed. He looked over everything again. He then found a piece of paper with her phone number on it. Sean stared at it for a long time.
I could call her…..I haven't seen her or talked to her in months…..it wouldn't hurt to see how she's doing would it?
Sean picked up the cordless phone off his nightstand and dialed her number.
"Hello?" a women voice asked.
Sean could recognize the voice, it was Spike.
"Hi…..um…..is Emma…there?" Sean asked nervously.
"No she's not, can I take a message?" Spike asked politely.
Sean could hear Jack laughing in the background.
"Um….no it's ok, I'll try later or something." Sean replied. "Thanks anyway."
"Is this Sean?" Spike asked.
"How'd you know it was me?"
"I've known you for a few years Sean I know what you sound like." Spike stated with a laugh. "Plus you asked for Em and she doesn't talk to many guys that I know of."
Sean smiled. "Yeah it's me, but do you mind not telling her I called?"
"Um….sure I guess so." Spike said puzzled.
"Thanks Christine, bye."
"Bye." Spike said hanging up.
Sean clicked the end button on the phone.
What was I thinking? Calling her? I'm over Emma…… I'm with Ellie. I love her…..
Sean looked back at all the stuff all over the bed before putting everything back in the box.
Emma walked over to Jay, giving him some Tylenol and a bottle of water. Jay sat up on the couch, taking them with some the water. Jay blinked sleepily.
"My head hurts." Jay said bringing his hand to his head.
"I'll make you some breakfast." Em said standing up from the coffee table but Jay grabbed her hand.
"Don't…..stay with me." Jay begged.
"You have to get something in your stomach—."
"Just stay with me please." Jay pleaded.
Em sat back down on the coffee table. "Ok."
Jay smiled. "What happened last night?"
Em frowned. She never caught herself smiling at all, not once since they've been together. Fake smiles yes, real smiles, no.
"You had some of your buddies over last night, I left early." Em stated looking around the trashed apartment.
"You left?" Jay asked.
Em nodded. "I don't like being around you when your drunk."
Jay had a glint of anger in his eyes. "You don't like being around me?"
"I didn't say that Jay, I like being around you, it's just when your drunk you get--."
Jay squeezed her hand harder, more anger filled his eyes.
"You should like being around me all the time." Jay said angrily.
Em looked down at their hands; she thought he was going to break her fingers. She hated when he was this way, hung over from the night before, when he was drunk it got worse.
"Jay, let go of my hand—." Em said trying to pull her hand away.
"You should always like being around me Emma, don't you love me?" Jay asked.
"I do lo---." She started to say she loved him, but she couldn't say it. She knew deep inside she didn't. "Jay let go of my hand!" Em screeched trying to pull her hand away.
Jay finally let go. He looked down at her hand, which she was trying to make sure she could actually feel her fingers.
"I'm sorry Emma, I didn't mean to." Jay apologized.
Em didn't say anything. She began to get the feeling back in her fingers.
"I'll go make you breakfast now." Em stated standing up and heading toward the kitchen.
Yes, I tweeked Jay's character a little bit, having him be a little of Rick and also a little of himself...hope no one minds...
