sorry the chapters kinda short, i'm on work experience this week, so i'm pretty tired when i get home lol, but i promise you they will get longer =) i had fun writing this chapter, it was intresting making up a tiny bit of past on my own for these two, and i liked describing how determined Emily is. anyway please review and enjoy =)
Emily sighed as her bus drove off without her. If only she hadn't spent an extra five minutes talking to her elderly twin sister. If she hadn't, she would probably be on that bus right now.
She stood there with despair, watching the bus until it was no longer in her sight. Like the optimistic person Emily was, she smiled at the fact that she didn't have to wait another hour until the bus came with all her weekly shopping in hand. Instead of doing the weekly shop, she decided to go visit her younger brother first.
Her feet began to ache, as did her back, and she cursed her old age. Turning around and facing the bus shelter, she saw she was not the only one waiting for a bus.
On the bench sat an old woman who looked almost similar in age to Emily. Her hair was white and short, like most old people's. Her face was full of wrinkles like all the other oldies, but the thing that made this woman different from other old women, were her beautiful piercing blue eyes.
Those eyes seemed to be the only prominent feature that retained any trace of youth. Something triggered in Emily's mind, like a déjà-vu, but not so clear that she could remember, so she shook the strange feeling off.
Deciding she was aching too much, Emily shuffled her way over to the metal bench and plonked herself down next to the other woman.
For a moment there was silence. Only distant traffic could be heard. The other woman hadn't even seemed to acknowledge Emily's presence until she asked, "Take it you missed your bus then?" it wasn't really a question but more of a statement, and the sudden speech made Emily jump out of her skin.
"Y-yes, first time in two months too, and every time I do, it always seems to be my sisters fault, she talks too much," Emily laughed. "Did you miss yours too?" she asked.
The other woman wasn't looking at Emily, instead she was looking straight ahead, and for a moment Emily didn't think she was going to reply.
"No," the woman said bluntly. "I just like sitting here and watching things go by- it gives me time to think by myself really. Saying that it's only a habit I've been doing for the last three weeks, you see my husband died recently, and this gives me time to think about where I'll go next and what I'll do." the old woman closed her eyes and sighed softly.
Emily was taken back a bit by the forwardness of this woman, and she really didn't know what to say except, "I'm sorry to hear." this time the woman looked at Emily and half smiled. She breathed in.
"So, where are you off too?" Emily's face lit up. Thank Christ this woman was making conversation because it would make the one hour wait go a lot faster.
"Just to visit my younger brother, see how he's doing. Have you got any siblings?"
"No. Not of which I know of anyway, my mother got about a bit in her younger years, if you know what I mean," she said with a crooked smile. Emily chuckled. "So, what about you? Is your other half still with you?"
Again, what a forward question, but that didn't bother Emily, instead she began to think. "No," she replied. "I never married. I could have but I didn't want to." After that the women sat in silence once more.
Emily could have married many times over, but if she did she wouldn't have been marrying a man. Truth was Emily Fitch confirmed to herself that she was a lesbian in her teenage years, and decided it wasn't just a phase, and would kept her sexuality that way until she snuffed it. Indeed she stuck to her decision, and it led to many short relationships, some of which where good and some of which where bad.
But the reason she never married was because she was hanging on for some one. Naomi Campbell. The person she loved the most out of all those relationships. The relationship went on for five years, right up until the point where they got engaged, and those five years were the best years of her life, even now they still are. But on one unfortunate day when she came home from work, Emily found a folded piece of A4 paper on her pillow. It read four simple words: I Love You Always.
And that was it. Her fiancé, had upped and vanished without any explanation what so ever, and it left Emily in manic depression for months, even to this day, she still feels the pain, the hurt and the betrayal, but those last four words meant something to Emily. They meant that even after what Naomi did, she still loved Emily, she'd even said it her self on that note, and if she still loved Emily, that meant that she might comeback one day to marry her, and be with her once more, so Emily decided to wait for her, but she never came back.
60 years Emily waited for Naomi, everyday, just as hopeful as the last, that this day was the day they were going to be reunited at last. The hope she had spat in her face and told her to give up and move on, but she couldn't do that, she wouldn't allow herself to do that, so she hung on waiting. 60 years she waited, knighting all of her relationships that she had from that day on as 'short term'. There was one simple reason for that, and that was that if Naomi ever came back then she would end the current relationship in a flash, so there really was no point getting close to her fling at the time. But of course that never happened.
Emily snapped out of her past thinking and said quietly, "I'm still waiting for you."
