[Sorry for any spelling errors. Also there will be no specific update day/time for this story (yet). Just whenever I can. Probably often since I'm a huge procrastinator. I'm actually supposed to be writing a story for English, but it's on a really boring book. Which is why this chapter is here!]

I spend most of my time on the couch. Nolan's always here, and he forces me to eat, but aside from that, I just lie there. I move only to shower. Even though I don't cry anymore, I can't really keep my emotions hidden from Nolan. He tries to talk me into going out for lunch, and I refuse, and he asks instead for a walk, on the beach, around town, anything to get me out of the house, I think. But I don't want to move. I feel so tired. I have no motivation for anything anymore, not for Daniel, not for Aiden, not for revenge. I was pretty sure Aiden could've cared less about me, since the last thing he said to me was that he was never coming back.

Nolan's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Ems, please eat something…"

I ignore him, but he's stubborn, honestly, it's exactly like I am.

"Emily. Eat or I'll call Charlotte over to talk come sense into you."

I didn't want Charlotte to see me in this state, nor did I have the energy to argue with Nolan. I sit up and take the bowl of soup he's holding out. He smiles victoriously and sits beside me, sipping on his coffee. We sit in silence while I eat. When I'm finished I get up to take the bowl to the sink, but he takes it from me. I sit back down and watch him walk into the kitchen. He comes back with my jacket. I stare at him suspiciously, and he holds it out to me.

"Put it on. We're going for a walk"

I protest, but he doesn't relent. I end up pulling on the stupid jacket to get him to shut up, but I don't plan on going outside, much less down to the beach. But Nolan knows me too well, and while I'm zipping up the jacket, he rips the my blankets off, and throws them towards the other side of the room.

"Now you don't have a choice! Get up or freeze!" He says gleefully.

I decide that a walk would be less exhausting than trying to argue with him any longer. I get up and he pulls me outside by my wrist, bouncing along like a puppy, obviously happy with his little victory. I start to become annoyed for no particular reason.

"Nolan!" I snap. "Let go of me!"

He looks shocked and a little hurt by my outburst, but he lets go. We walk more slowly, side by side, along the beach. Neither of us says anything. I have my head down, so I don't notice the familiar person jogging up the beach towards us.

I hear Nolan mutter something that sounded suspiciously like a curse word, but I ignore it. Dumb move. If I hadn't, maybe I would have been able to get away, to run back up to the safely of my little beach house. But I didn't.

"Uh, Emily, it's kind of cold, let's, uh, head back now" Nolan stutters as he grabs my shoulders and turns me around to face the way we came.

I'm confused, since he wanted to come on this walk in the first place, and I don't move. I stare at him incredulously as he got more and more nervous, throwing little glances back over his shoulder. I'm about to turn around and see what Nolan's looking at when I hear his voice.

"Emily"

I freeze.

It's Jack.

[I'm actually not sure where I'm going with his story. It was going to be a one-shot, but I decided to continue it. Do you guys have any suggestions for me? Also I'm going to try to make each update more than 500 words. I think this one was somewhere around 580, but I'm not sure. Episode 18-Masquerade was INCREDIBLE by the way. I live in Australia, but I watch them online, which means dirty pop-ups and rather shitty quality, but I'm not going to wait for them to air here, god knows I'll be 50 before that happens :p. I was thinking of writing a pregnancy in for Emily, but I'm not too sure. What do you guys think? Jack would be the father obviously. Also I think I'm going to have to write in Amanda's death somehow because I can't really see any way for Emily to be with Jack if Amanda's alive. Not sure what to do with baby Carl though. Should he die with Amanda? Or should Jack and Emily raise him? Should he die when Amanda falls? Hmmmmm. Poor bub. I'm sitting here contemplating his death. Well, till next time revengers! Remember to comment here...