I'm just going to get this off my chest now: Don't expect anything from this story. I am a lazy ass and I'm not all that into writing fan fiction, but I received a few emails saying people were actually following this story and I was obligated to continue. Mind you, I have no idea where I'm going with this. It was completely spontaneous so don't kill me if it's shit.

Anyways, here's chapter two. Enjoy. Or don't. I don't really care.

Naomi's POV

The phone rang around the same time there was a knock on the door. I looked at Emily who got up to answer the door, so I made to pick up the phone.

"Hello?"
"Naomi, is Katie there?" Cook answered on the other side. It had been a week since the wedding so Katie and Cook should've been on their honeymoon in Hawai'i.
"What do you mean, is Katie here? Shouldn't she be with you?" I asked.
"I fucked up, Naoms."
"What'd you do, Cook?" I asked, ready for the worst.

Before I could hear Cook answer, Katie and Emily walked into the living room. Katie sat down on the couch, with mascara running down her face. Shit. Emily walked up to me, obviously upset. "Please don't say that's Cook on the phone." She whispered to me.
I guess she could tell from my face what my answer was. She took the phone from my hand and placed it against my ear.
"She doesn't want to talk to you, Cook. Don't call again. Katie will call you when she's ready." She said in a serious tone. It wasn't laced with venom, but even I knew Cook would fear the serious tone she was using. I sure did.
"Emily, I need to talk-"
"Ems, what's going on?" I asked as she hung up on Cook before he could finish.
"Cook fucked a random." She said looking me in the eye.
"No way. Are you sure?" I asked in disbelief.
"Katie said he admitted to her, but he was drunk so he begged her to forgive him." She explained.
"Fuck!" That's Cook to go fuck a good thing up.
"Is she okay?" I asked concerned. Sure, Katie and I didn't get along on any normal day, but the girl was hurting. I know if Emily had done the same thing to me, I'd be dying inside.
"She's upset. Katie thought he'd changed." She said as tears swelled in her eyes.
"He was drunk, babe. You know what happens when Cook gets shitfaced." I said reaching to hold her.
"I know, but it's just...that's my sister, Naomi. He hurt her." Emily sobbed.
"I know, I know. Give 'em some time. They'll work it out. Come on. We have to go comfort Katie. She's hurting more than us." I said, pushing a strand of hair out of her face. She nodded and walked back into the living room to hug Katie, who was still crying. I left them to go make tea. I flipped through my phone to text Cook.

What the fuck, Cook?-N

I set the kettle to boil before I received a response.

I messed up, Naomi. I didn't mean to. It just happened. -C

What're you going to do? -N

The kettle began to boil so I made to make the tea.

"Naomi, are you in the kitchen?" Emily called.
"Yeah, I'm making tea!" I replied.
"Fuck the tea! Bring some vodka!" Katie shouted. I rolled my eyes at her demand. My phone vibrated with Cook's response.

I'm going to win her back. -C

I placed all the drinks and chips on a tray as I entered the living room. I handed Katie the vodka bottle. She twisted off the top and her face screwed up as she gulped some down.
"Easy there, don't hurt yourself." I said jokingly. She shot me a look that said, Do not fuck with me.
"Okay. Sorry, sorry. Just trying to lighten up the mood." I sat down beside Emily after placing the tray down. She reached to hold my hand.
"I was just telling Katie she could stay here for a few nights while she and Cook work things out." She said looking at me. I tried not to hide my discomfort. Having Katie live with us was a bit of an unsettling thought. Though she had stayed here before, right now she was an emotional wreck and you don't want to anger an already upset Katie Fitch.
"Yeah, sure. That's understandable." I said in a calm voice.
"Thank you, Naomi." Katie said. I looked her in the eyes and they looked so sincere.
"Stay as long as you need." I said, offering her a small smile. Emily squeezed my hand.

"Is it okay if I take a shower? I feel disgusting." Katie said.
"Of course, it's down the hall. Or well, you know where it is." Emily answered. Katie got up and left the room. Emily sighed heavily and placed her head in her hands. I reached to rub her back. "Hey, are you okay?" I asked.
"Yeah, it's just...He cheated after only a week, Naomi. What if they make up and he does it again? I can barely handle seeing Katie in this state. Imagine how she'd be if he did it again?" She said in a worried voice.
"It'll be okay, Ems. Cook's sorry. He'll be better." I said in a soothing voice.
"How do you know?" Emily asked looking up at me.
"I texted him in the kitchen. He knows he fucked up and he wants to win Katie back." I explained.
"You talked to him, after I told him not to call here?" Emily asked angrily.
"Ems, he's my friend. And he didn't call me, we texted." I said desperately.
"Naomi, he cheated on her. Don't you think he needs to be punished somehow?" She asked.
"Yes, I do, but I'm not just going to abandon him." I retorted.
"Okay, I get it, Naomi." Emily mumbled.

We lapsed into an awkward silence. A few minutes passed before I broke the silence,"Are you mad at me?"
Emily sighed and said, "No. I'm just upset and worried for Katie."
I wrapped an arm around her. "I know. If I was her sister, I would be, too."
Emily sighed, "Thank you, Naomi."
"Any time, babes." I said wrapping an arm around her shoulder. She leaned against me and closed her eyes.
"What're we gonna do, Naoms? Katie's hurting and I don't know what to do." She said. I could hear her voice crack.
"There isn't much we can do. It's not our problem. It's theirs." I said practically.
"Yeah, but we can help, right?"
"'Course we can. Katie can stay with us til' she and Cook sort everything, meanwhile we'll support her emotionally too."
"Are you really okay with her staying with us? She could stay with my parents if you'd prefer it. I know you two don't really get along." Emily said sympathetically.
"No, really, it's okay. I think she needs you right now. Plus, I doubt Jenna will be very...comforting towards Katie about the idea of her and Cook breaking up."
"True. She nearly had a heart attack when he asked Dad for Katie's hand in marriage. Them breaking up would be exactly what she wanted." Emily said with a smile. We both chuckled at the memory. Cook had chosen a Fitch family barbeque to pop the question. When Katie accepted, Jenna practically stormed into the house, not that anyone expected less. We were all just too happy for them to say anything.

"But really, Naomi. Thank you. I appreciate it." Emily said looking me in the eyes. I smiled at her and said, "No problem."

Yeah, it's short, but again, I am lazy and I don't know what I'm doing so shoot me.