A/N: Thank you all for the lovely reviews about this fanfiction! I really enjoy writing this story and every review keeps me motivated!
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Chapter 2
"Are you alright?" The boy asks and his voice snaps her back to reality. "What does it look like?" She asks him sarcastic and focuses on the milkshake on her shirt. She heard him chuckle and looks back up again. "You think this is funny?" She places her hands on her hips as she rolls with her eyes.
"Aye, love" he answers, giving her a mocking look in return.
"How about you watch where you're going next time and stop with the "love" already."
"How about you give me your name and I'll stop with the "love" thing." He says as he raises one of his eye brows.
The boy was playing with her and she was not in the mood for his arrogance. She would be lying if she said that he isn't attractive. Dark brown hair that looked like he just came out of bed, she wouldn't mind running her hands through it. She grabs a hold of her bag and starts to walk away.
"Hey, where are you going? I'm sorry for running into you, would you at least let me buy you a new milkshake?" He said right before she disappears around the next corner. She stops, looks at him over her shoulder and gives him a sarcastic smile. "Thanks but I'm good." She can hear him laugh as she starts to walk again and chuckles.
When she comes home she notices the place is quiet, David must be out of the house. She walks into the garden, which is surprisingly large considering the house itself was rather small. Outside she finds David at the table reading a magazine. "Emma, you're back already. What happened to your shirt?" He says as he lays down what he was reading. "Some bloke ran into me and I spilled my milkshake." She looks down at her dirty t-shirt. "Well, if you throw it into the bathroom when you have changed it, I'll make sure it gets washed." Emma nods at him and walks back in.
In her room she changes her shirt quickly and open ups her laptop again, maybe Ruby emailed her back already. Her inbox is filled with unread junk mails, she didn't bother to unsubscribe from them or to delete them. She smiles as she sees that Ruby indeed emailed her back.
Hey Ems,
Yay, you're still alive! Gosh, that town does sound boring! It's not the same here without you, I'm pretty sure Graham is going out of his mind now that you're not here. Trust me, he has a serious crush on you! ;)
But on the more serious note, we miss you too. We keep going but like I said, it's not the same without you. But try to have some fun Emma, the more fun you have the sooner you come home again. And maybe, just maybe, you'll find your Prince Charming there…
We love you too Em, have fun!
The Gang
Emma laughed when she finished reading Ruby's email. Everyone knows Graham has a crush on her and even though they shared a kiss for 10 seconds, Graham is perfectly fine with "just being friends". Graham has a special place in Emma's heart, they met on their first day of High School. Straight away Emma knew she was in a class with kids that already know each other for years and it wouldn't be easy to blend in with them. Not that Emma was so desperate to be friends with the first person she met.
One of the kids, Peter, came over to her table and started to bully her. He smacked her on the head, threw her books from the table and when he wanted to spit in her face, Graham stopped him from doing so. Emma wasn't tough herself, not until a few years later. She was still suffering from what happened with her parents, her dad walking out on her really made her world go upside down.
She has been to a psychiatrist for two years and all of the sudden she stopped going, not feeling any improvement at all. When her dad left she experienced anxiety attacks, lost her trust in people and felt unloved for a very long time. So she built up a wall around her, a new brick every day. And no matter how much her mum tried, that wall was not going down.
So when Graham told her he wanted to be more than friends, Emma looked at him and told him she didn't feel the same way. She loves him, as friends. She wants him close, as friends. He is in her heart, as friends. And she didn't want to mess up this friendship so she told him that this was everything she could possibly offer him. And Graham, as the sweetheart as he is, told her that he'd rather has her as a friend then not have her at all.
Ruby on the other hand is a complete different story. She's nothing like Emma and Graham, she is more the opposite of them. Where Graham and Emma are reserved, Ruby is outgoing. Where Graham and Emma are shy, Ruby is very self-confident. But like Emma and Graham, Ruby is always there for you.
One day, when Emma and Graham were having lunch outside, Ruby joined them out of the blue. She started talking and even though Emma made clear she didn't want to eat with her, she never left. Eventually all three of them became really close and people started calling them the "three peeps gang", which Ruby changed into just "The Gang".
Suddenly, the tiredness kicks in and she yawns. She closes her laptop, making an inside note to email Ruby tomorrow, picks up her book and climbs on top the bed. After reading two pages her eyes started to feel heavy and she closes them, falling asleep with the book unfolded on her stomach.
She wakes up the next morning, after sleeping fourteen hours, and looks around disorientated. It takes her a few seconds to realize she was at David's place and she sighs. Noises of pots and pans are coming from the kitchen and she gets up, not bothered by the fact that she's still wearing yesterday's clothes. "Good morning sunshine." David says as he looks up when she walks in. She rolls her eyes and sits herself down at the kitchen table. "Do you want some eggs?" David turns around to face her and holds up a pan. "Sure." She says and takes a bite of a piece of bread.
"Did you sleep well? I came into your room a few hours later after you got home and I found you sleeping. Must be the trip that exhausted you." He says as he breaks the eggs at the side of the pan, the butter splashing around. "I guess" David sighs and turns around again, she can tell that her attitude is upsetting him but she doesn't really care about that. He is the one who walked out on them and she didn't asked for any of this.
"Do you have any plans for today?" David tries to communicate with her again as he places her eggs on her plate. "Not exactly. Just read my book or something, I don't know." She says as she shrugs. "Want to join me while I work on the mayor's garden?" He knew he should not have asked her to come along before he'd seen the look on her face.
She looks at him with a sarcastic look. "Are you even serious David?" Is all she says before getting up and walks towards her bedroom where she closes the door and leaves David alone, with his head down.
She remembers that she still has to email Ruby back so she opens her laptop and while it's starting up, she picks out some clothes to wear today. It is going to be a hot day again today and even though it's only nine PM, she could already feel the heat coming in through the window. Eventually she picks a jeans, she hates dresses and skirts, and a t-shirt her mom got her for her fifteenth birthday. It's a black t-shirt with a white picture of a pirate ship, which was worn out since she practically lives in it. Instead of wearing her sneakers today she takes out her flip flops.
When she is satisfied with her choice of clothing, which she never needed much time for anyway, she sits behind the desk and sends Ruby an email.
Hey guys!
It brings me joy that you guys miss me too xD.
Yesterday I met a local from this stupid town. Some dude ran into me after I got a milkshake and you can guess what happened. I know you are laughing now Ruby, thanks, I love you too! Anyway, he asked me if I wanted a new milkshake but I refused.
About 10 minutes ago David asked me if I wanted to come to work with him… Seriously? Why would he even think I'm interested in going to work with him…?
Not going to do much today (like there's a lot to do around here), going out with my book and look for a nice quiet place to read. What are you guys up too?
XOXO,
Emma
She stares at her laptop for about ten minutes, waiting for Ruby to reply her email but when that reply doesn't come she closes the laptop and walks to the bathroom. She had seen the bathroom briefly yesterday when she walked to her bedroom the first time but now that she was in it, she takes a look around.
The room was exactly like she expected it to be, small and very basic. The floor is the same as the rest of the house, light brown laminate, but the shower is tiled. She turns on the shower as she thinks about her own house back home. She remembers her dad renovating the bathroom and her mum pushing him to hurry up since they had to shower at their neighbors while David was renovating. It's not that her mother hates their neighbor's, more like she was ashamed about using theirs. It took her dad four weeks to complete the whole room and he was so proud of himself for doing so.
She shakes her head, clearing out the memory of her mum and dad together and steps underneath the hot shower. To Emma's liking, the room is covered in the smoke that the heat caused and she wets her hair. On the wall on her left side hangs a rack where she sees David's shampoo and body wash and she notices that he has bought her some too. She's surprised to see that he had bought the right stuff but she doesn't want to use his. Even though it was nice of him to buy it for her, she uses the stuff she brought with her.
Just as she's washing her body she hears music coming from the living room and she reaches her head outside the shower cabin to listen to the song. She remembers it from a long time ago but can't think of the title. Not long after the song has started she hears David sing along with the song. She rolls her eyes and gets back under the shower but after a while she has to admit that the song is quite catchy and she starts to dance under the hot water.
A memory of her and David pops up in her head, both of them dancing around the living room to one of Emma's favorite songs. They did that quite often, whenever Emma was feeling down David would get a hold of one of her CD's and started playing a song. He would turn the volume up and when Emma came out of her bedroom, she would be smiling again and she would dance with her father until the both of them were short on breath. Some tears started to well up behind her eyes and she blinked repeatedly to make them go away.
One tear managed to escape, making its way down her cheek as she pushed the memory away. It has been a long time since Emma thought about her relationship with her dad this way, most of the times her memories were all about how heartbroken her mother was and how alone she felt when her father left them.
She quickly washes the soap of her body, turns down the water and dries herself off. With the towel tightly wrapped around her body she opens the bathroom door, peaking outside to see if David is anywhere near. When she doesn't see him, she quickly heads towards her bedroom, letting out a breath of relief as she leans against the closed door.
She gets dressed, not thinking about her and David anymore and picks up her book and her bag. When she walks into the living room she finds David in the kitchen, doing the dishes while moving his body to the beat of the music that was still playing in the background. "I'm out" She says to him, already making her way to the front door. "Be careful sweetheart." He responds and she freezes, that's exactly what he used to say to her every time she went out the door. "I will." She says like she had said that to him since she was ten
"At what time will you be home? I should be home by 5 PM and dinner should be ready at 6." She turns around to face him and she rolls her eyes at him. "I am not sure when I get home but I'll try to make it before dinner, okay?" She turns around again, not waiting for his answer, opens the door and walks out.
From the corner of her eye she can see him watching her leave. She lowers her head and picks up the pace, avoiding the chance to look him in the eyes and see the hurt on his face. She knows she's being hard on him, he's trying so hard to fix the broken pieces in their relationship but Emma isn't ready for that. At least, not yet. Of course she wanted her dad back, have a steady and happy relationship with him. But at the moment she wanted to hurt his feelings like he has hurt hers.
As she walked through the neighborhood she noticed that it was surprisingly quiet outside. She expected it to be much louder in the streets, the school is closed and it was hot outside. Why would the kids hide inside? On the other hand, if everyone is inside Emma would have some peace and quietness to read her book.
She walked around the corner, not exactly knowing where she was going, and she stops as she realizes she has found the town harbor. There are a few ships docked and a few men are unloading a fisher boat with what seems to be the catch of the morning. The wind blows a sense of the fish in her nose and her face contorts as she smells the stench.
"Good morning, lass" One of the men greets her and she smiles back politely. his apron is soaked by the water dripping from the fish and she lets out a squeal as she sees one of the disgusting fishes. The man starts to laugh and pretends to come after her with the fish and Emma starts to run away. After a few steps she looks around and sees the man almost rolling over the floor with laughter and she rolls her eyes.
After ten meters she spots a bench, far away from the two working men and sits herself down on it. She places her bag besides her, linking one hand through the strap of her bag after she pulled out her book.
She has the ability to clear out the surroundings when she reads so she jumps as she hears a voice behind her asking what she is reading. When she looks around she sees the boy from yesterday who ran into her, one of his feet resting on the bench. He has his arms crossed on his knee and looks at her with a sparkle in his eyes.
"For fuck sake, why are you creeping up on me like that? Don't you have anywhere to be?" She snaps at him, frustrated that he bothered her. "Wow, what a lovely thing you are." He said back, avoiding the sarcastic look in her eyes. "I'm just being curious about what you are reading but if I'm not allowed too then I'll walk away again." She sighs as he lowers his foot and surprises herself as she says "Pirate Latitudes".
"Come again?" he asks her confused. "That's what I am reading, 'Pirate Latitudes'." She shows him the cover. "Can I see it?" He asks and reaches out his hand. She hands him the book, taking a closer look at him as he reads the back cover.
He's wearing a tight, bleach washed jeans with a red t-shirt that shows a bit of his chest hair. A necklace with a ring hangs down from his neck and then she sees the ring on his thumb as well, a big silvered ring with some weird symbols on it. His hair is the same as yesterday, some sort of 'just out of bed' look. His hair is dark colored but his scruff let out a shimmer of red.
"Sounds interesting. You like pirates?" She gazes into his eyes, bright blue when he looks into the sun and it reminded her of an ocean far, far away. He raises one of his eyebrows as she doesn't respond immediately and she shakes her head a bit. "Yes I do." She shortly replies.
"Yeah, pirates are pretty cool. If you like the stories about how they torture their enemies and let them walk the plank to feed them to sharks." He smirks as Emma takes back the book. "Anyway, I should let you get back to reading." He says and gives her a soft smile. Emma only nods and turns around to get back to reading again. She can hear him walk away but after two steps, he stops again.
"You know, you still haven't given me your name. Since that I haven't called you "love", yet, you at least owe me your name." Emma looks up at him, he's scratching behind his nervously. Or flirting, Emma couldn't tell the difference. They stare at each other for a few minutes, the silence hanging between them. "Emma" She finally says to make him leave and he smirks again. "Well, I'll see you around. Emma" He winks at her and turns around, walking away with confidence and Emma watches him leave.
