Tomorrow, I'll Breathe
II : After the Disaster
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No One
..Little things are what make all of our days worth it. Especially to those moms out there who love their children to death. Every imperfection is what makes them perfect.
- Emma Gilbert
Satisfied, Emma leans back and smiles at her laptop screen. Clicking the SUBMIT button with her track pad, she watches as the computer screen changes into another page. The wheat-blonde stands up from her chair and walks out of her home office before procceding down the steps leading to the living room.
After Rikki's intesnse, two year rehab, she came back healthy and just like she used to be. No one asked what happened at the center, fearing she'd go back to her old ways. Rikki and Emma moved out of their father's house, moving to another house closer to the school. Emma got a job on a popular online newsletter and Rikki got a job in a fashion store in the city. Although it seemed like they were already twenty, the two were only seventeen and still in high school.
The living room had white walls with beautifully decorated furnisher and a less than half-way wall seperate the kitchen from the living room. Just barely. Rikki lay on the leather couch, sleeping with her work profiles on her stomach face down. Emma looked at her step-sister before going to their hall closet and pulling out a blue blanket and covering the other blonde with it after placing the profiles on the coffee table.
As Emma walks into their kitchen to make dinner, the phone rings loudly. The wheat-blonde rushes to their silver phone and answers it, hoping that her sister didn't wake. She looks over at Rikki, seeing her stir a bit but not wake up.
"Hello?"
"Emma, how are you?" It's Cleo. Emma walks back to the kitchen with phone in her hand, pressed to her ear. "Good, what about you?" She takes out food from the stainless silver fridge and placing it on the marble counters.
"Absouletly wonderful! Lewis finally asked me out!" Emma giggles quietly at the brunette's bubble attitude. Lewis, the blonde freckled boy that Cleo had a crush on. For two whole weeks, she complained how his current, now ex, girlfriend, Charlotte, wasn't good enough for him. It wasn't a suprise she was happy when he asked her out.
"Wow, that's great, Cleo! Does Zane know?" Silence was her answer and she took that answer as a no. "Cleo..you have to tell Zane." More silence before she hears an exsasperated sigh, "But, Emma! You know how Zane is! I wish I lived with you guys, seriously." Emma laughs at the last part, the seriously part.
"Come on, it won't be so hard to tell him." Emma re-assures her brunettte friend and imagines her nodding. "Okay...later, though. He's gonna be all Miriam about it." The two laugh.
"I'm not going to be 'Miriam' about it!" Emma's blue eyes grow wide whilst Cleo gasps. Zane gulps at the fact he's been caught, "Umm, I mean.." Cleo cuts her brother off, "Call you later Em, I've got a brother to kill." Emma laughs as they both hang up before going back to cooking dinner.
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Rikki yawns as she stretches, waking up to hear something sizziling and a light smoke coming from the kitchen. She ruffles her already tousled light blonde hair as she sits up and realizes she has her mother's blanket on her.
"Rikki, your awake already?"
Emma's voice is heard from the kitchen. Rikki stands up and folds the blanket neatly before placing it on the couch and heading to the kitchen. "Sorry, I feel asleep. Sarah wanted me to design some clothes so I can have my own little spot in the store. We might become official partners."
The light blonde spots her step-sister cooking in the kitchen with a stainless silver pan with smoke arising from it. The two cover their eyes as they speak. "Really? Well, I'm the most popular coulumn on the newsletter. Right next to sports that is." The two roll their eyes at men's obssessions. "Obviously, men and their sports." The two giggle.
"I'm almost done, set the table? Cleo is coming over." Rikki nods and grabs three plates, cups, and silver wear. She places it on their clear glass table with the sleek chairs. "So, Zane was 'checking up' on Cleo while we were talking on the phone." Rikki's eyes widen and she scoffs, "Really? That's Zane for you." Emma chuckles as she places the food on their plates.
"Yeah, Cleo was so mad, that's why she wants to come over for dinner. That and the fact that their maid is out and Zane is a horrible cooker." Rikki giggles at Emma's words, "Duh! I went over once and all the food was burned." As the two laugh, the door bell rings.
Rikki walks over to the door and opens it to reveal her bubbly friend. "Hey, Rikki!" Cleo smiles and hugs her tightly before bouncing in and closing the door behind her. "Hey, Cleo. What's up? Zane been bugging you." Cleo rolls her brown eyes and scoffs, "Can you say stalker?"
Giggling, the light blonde takes her seat next in between the wheat-blonde and brunette. "Hey Cleo, Zane still tied up?" Emma asks as she hugs Cleo before sitting back down. Cleo giggles, "Yup, been like that for an hour." The three girls laugh as they eat dinner.
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Opening her baby blue eyes, Rikki yawns as she stretches on her king sized bed. Sitting up, the blonde swings her leg onto the floor and stands up slowly. Another day at "Sarah's Closet," soon to be re-named into another name. After all, Sarah had let Rikki design some styles for the store, too.
The blonde showers quickly before blow drying her hair that automatically curls and picks out her clothes. Rikki changes into a purple graphic tee, skinny jeans, and flats. She leaves her curly, blonde hair alone and grabs her purple side bag before walking out the door.
She drives to the store, almost falling asleep on the red lights. She hadn't gotten much sleep last night due to the fact that Zane kept her on the phone until twelve. The blonde parks her car in front of the boutique and slams the car door shut, locking it, before entering the store.
"Rikki! Glad to see your here!" Sarah calls out as Rikki walks in with a smile, "Hey, Sarah." The blondes hug before getting to work. Sarah, Rikki's manager, was only twenty years old and had a lot ahead of her. She wasn't married, but she did have a boyfriend.
"So, Rikki, do you have your designs ready?" Rikki nods and takes out a sketch book. Sarah takes the sketch book and looks through it, smiling at the designs. "I'm impressed, Rikki. These are all very good." Rikki smiles brightly and takes back her book after Sarah's done and shoves it into her bag again.
"This will really attract new customers for sure, would you like to make them or shall I?" Rikki thinks for a moment, "If you want to, you could make them." Sarah smiles and hugs her, "I'd love to! Just give me the designs you like best and I'll get right to work." Rikki nods and hands her some papers before Sarah goes into her office and Rikki continues her work.
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Yeah, pretty bland chapter but the next one is full of drama.
I'll only tell you that it's an anniversary. & another thing, I won't update as much because I have some things going on, i'm moving & my cousin was in an accident that only left him with a broken arm. Thank god.
- Marie xx