Title: Carpe Diem Chapter 2/?
Author: Skuzzeh
Rating: NC 17 just to be safe.
Warning: Smut, Fluff, Swearing, Drinking, Smoking, Drugs and anything that is likely to offend is likely to appear!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the fingers I type this with…

Summary:

A/N:

Chapter Two; Katie Fitch

It's just yet another mind blowing orgasm.

Whether it be a drug fuelled romp against a bedroom door.

A quick blowjob in the back of the Renault; or a tasteless fondle in the back of a movie theatre.

It's just sex.

Ordinarily, I wouldn't mind.

He's quite good at the sex part.

But, he's just as dull as I remember he was the first time around.

Sambo this. Keano that.

I. Don't. Fucking. Care.

He's just a backup.

Until I find someone else; someone better.

I just can't stand being alone.

Breaking up with Freddie had taken a lot out of me.

The whole, Effy hitting me with a rock, Freddie, Effy, Cook thing was a little too twisted for my mind.

And I definitely got bored of being second best.

At least being at work passes the time.

I work with mum in her beauty parlour.

It's not the best job in the world, but it's easy, fun and I get paid

for gossiping with the girls.

It's hard working for my mum though.

She's in my face everyday.

I've not been able to move out of home yet though.

House prices have gone through the roof and I'm not moving in with Danny.

No way, no how.

It's weird with Emsy not around.

She's been at university for 3 years now but it's still strange.

I still miss her as much as I first did.

Our entire lives, we've been there for each other.

Wake up together.

Eat breakfast together.

College together.

Go home together.

Go shopping together.

Go clubbing together.

School together.

Mum had tried to put us in different schools when we were little.

I was fine in my school.

My classes were okay but we had to move again because Emsy kept screaming and shouting for me.

She'd just sit in the corner and cry and wait until it was time to see me again.

I used to look after her.

Everyone says that I'm bossy and that I take over her life and all that.

But they don't understand.

I look after her.

I always have done.

And it was good like that.

We always had each others back.

We had our own secret language.

Then…she changed.

She kept secrets from me.

We used to tell each other everything.

Then she stopped confiding in me.

She hung out on her own at school.

She even stopped speaking once.

She didn't speak for a month.

She had to have counselling and therapy.

I remember mum going to bed every night and hearing her crying.

Emsy'd just sit up against her wall and listen to it.

Every night.

I daren't tell mum about it.

I daren't even ask Emsy about it.

It was so tense.

But no-one knew why.

Then she just started talking again.

Like she'd gotten over it.

Looking back, I think I know why.

She was scared about who she was becoming.

Scared of being gay, I guess.

That was pretty much around the time that those rumours came around about Emsy and Naomi at that party.

Ems swore that Naomi made a move on her, so I did my best to protect her.

To make sure everyone knew that it was Naomi that was gay and not her.

I did that because I didn't want everyone thinking that it was Ems.

When Ems came out she said it was because I was ashamed of having a gay sister. That's why I defended her.

I don't know why she'd think that.

She's my baby sister.

She's walking across the aisle checking out the clothes hanging on the racks.

One by one she places them into her basket.

Not even bothering to look at most of them.

"Uh…hello…"

She jumps at the familiar voice.

"Ef! Hi!"

She sounds happier to see her than she actually is.

Effy knows this and raises her eyebrow.

"What's with the mass shopping spree?" she asks slightly perplexed.

"It's a Thursday." Katie said barely looking at Effy and continuing to pick up more clothes.

"Um…Katie…"

Ignoring Effy she continues to stuff clothes into her currently overflowing basket.

"Katie….I know I only work here…."

"What?" Katie snaps pausing with a shirt in her hand.

"I was saying. I know I only work here but I'm pretty sure you're not a size 26…"

"What?" Katie spat before looking at the sign above her head.

"Clothes for larger ladies" Katie whispered as she read the sign above her.

"Fuck."

Effy smiled her mysterious smile before looking slightly confused and unlikely worried.

"Katie…you okay?"

"Yeah…I…"

"You can tell me, you know…"

"Elizabeth needed at Checkout Number 5. Elizabeth, check out number 5." The tannoy announced above her.

"I finish in 15 minutes. Meet me at Barnes café on the corner." Effy said waltzing off swaying her hips as usual.

Things had gotten better between Effy and Katie since the 'incident'.

Naomi had aptly named it the 'incident' after accidentally mentioning it whilst heavily drunk.

The awkward silence had reminded her never to mention it again.

Effy had dated Freddie since coming back from the run and then dumped him again not long afterwards and is now dating Cook again.

"So." Effy said sitting down beside the redhead making her jump.

"What's on your mind?"

"Nothing." Katie said dejected.

"One mocha cappuccino please." Effy asked the waiter as he walked past.

"Well that's a lie and a half." She states.

"I miss Emsy…I miss…normality…you know…"

"Normality?"

"A steady boyfriend. Someone to hold my hand…tell me they love me…I think I'm going crazy Ef."

She hands out a fiver to the side of her as the coffee is placed down.

She doesn't take her eyes off Katie for a second.

"Keep the change."

"You're not going crazy, Katie." Effy reassures her. "Come walk with me"

Effy holds out her hand and shows a rare sign of affection.

Katie takes her hand and walks with her side by side, and hand in hand.

"Where we going?" Katie asks and for a split second, sounds vulnerable.

"My place. You're not crazy for wanting to be loved. I've spent most of my life fighting that feeling, Katie. Believe me. It's not crazy."

Effy stops as she begins to feel the power of what she's saying.

For that second the pair look at each other with deep eyes.

Lustful eyes.

They begin to lean in towards each other…