With Or Without You: Chapter 2
Emma's red Volvo was starting to play up. This was no time for her car to breakdown, not now. She HAD to do this… she just wish her life was better and the only way that would happen is if she visited this person. And this person was Carl.
This was her only chance to be happy. She drove round the 13 blocks to Carl's apartment, gathered her keys and phone and hesitantly stepped out of the driver's side of the car.
Slowly, she walked up the driveway and timidly knocked on Carl's door. She knew he was in he always was on a Thursday night. *knock knock knock* she tapped on the clean, red, shiny door. Carl opened within seconds of her knocking. He opened the door and had a dazzling, white smile that was from ear to ear.
"Hi Em." Carl greeted Emma sweetly. That's Will's nickname for me! Not for you to use Carl! Emma thought.
"Hi… em I came because I wanted to speak to you a-and it's pretty important" Emma said shyly. "Oh… ok. Emma, come in."
Emma awkwardly stepped into his be-dazzling apartment, carefully placed her shoes onto the shoe rack and settled onto his ruby red couch. "Em, would you like a drink or something? I-" "em, no thanks" Emma interrupted.
Carl sat down on the other side of the couch and stuttered "So w-what did you want t-to talk to me about?"
"I'm breaking up with you…" Emma harshly said.
"What? Why? Everything was going so smoothly… i-i-I thought we were about to go serious, you know… a six month relationship is a-a long time…" Carl upsettingly said. "I know… and I am deeply sorry about this, b-but I think its for the best" Emma stated. "Oh I have got it! You want to go back to that Will of yours, don't you! After all he did to you and you are going to give him a second chance?"
"Carl… I'm so sorry! You are a really nice guy, Carl. And I bet some woman is going to be lucky to have you! And that loves you truly-" "Wait… it's all clicking into place now… You still love Will don't you? Oh yeah he has been pinning you for a while! I've seen those 'sex moments' like Sue mentioned!"
"Carl… I'm so sorry… about all of this! I wanted to move on from Will, but it just hasn't happened!" tears were now rushing down either side of her face. This was too much pressure for her. Even though her therapist had helped her through rough times, she just had to break down.
"Ohh I'm your re-round! Ugh I don't want to see your face ever again, Emma Pillsbury!" "Carl… but-but" "NO GET OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW!" Carl shouted violently. She quickly placed her shoes on her feet and ran as fast as her legs could carry to her car and broke down into tears.
I wish life could just go right for a change… Emma thought as salty liquid poured down her porcelain face. She couldn't stop shaking trying to put the keys into the ignition. As soon as she did, she heard the same tune as she did about an hour ago. Was the world turning on her? Trying to make her feel guiltier? Apparently so.
See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your sides
I'll wait for you
Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails she makes me wait
And I wait without you…
Why was this happening to her? She knew that she had made some pretty bad mistakes such as… the massive overdrive of calling Will a slut. She never knew how she got that much power to shout out that confrontation in public. She should be proud that she stood up for herself but she wasn't. She hurt the only person in her life that loved her truly… she felt so ashamed.
Hmm should I tell Will that I have broken up with Carl? I'm not if I should do it this soon. I mean, I'm hardly ready for Will pouncing on me now that I'm single again! Emma selfishly thought. Why should she be thinking about Will? She had just broken up with a really nice guy and he was the only person she could think about?
She needed to calm down from the events of the day. It was school tomorrow and she already was late to start her bedtime routine. It was 9pm in Ohio and Emma was already tired.
Failing to turn off the stereo she drove back round the 13 blocks back to her apartment. Slipping off her Mary Janes, she made her way to her bedroom took off her adorable outfit and got into a familiar purple night dress like she had worn during that dream of hers. It was when they were going out about seven months ago… Wow! Really? Seven months ago… that's a long time!
She took her outfit and placed it into the brown wicker basket for tomorrows clean. Walking into the bathroom, she washed her face with a mild scrub before rinsing her face with a fresh amount of warm water. For once that night she had felt relaxed. Next, she brushed her teeth with her Oral-B electric tooth brush and then after cleaning it with a very small brush.
Peeling back the covers, she slid into the cold bed and hugged the pillow next to her… wishing it was that one person and only that person.