Author: PurpleGlow-Sticks
Disclaimer: I do not own Skins. If I did; my life would be complete ^_^
Chapter Four
EMILY'S POV
She looked uncomfortable sitting before me. I was now fully dressed, not just in the blue towel that I had wrapped around my small frame when I found her pacing mine and Katie's bedroom after the small incident in the bathroom. Hannah's face had been as red as my hair, maybe even brighter as she noticed me standing in the door way, not really knowing what to do with herself. "I-um-I'll let you get dressed.." The blonde had muttered before quickly slipping past me and into the hall, closing the door behind her.
I sighed. That's one way to start your morning that's for sure! I let the blue towel fall around my feet as I walked over to my cupboard, chewing my bottom lip as I did so. I found it kind of funny when Katie isn't here, it's just that little bit harder for me to pick out what I want to wear for the day. My twin would normally shove me out of the way and pick something out for me herself; something that wouldn't out-shine her own outfit. The thought made me roll me eyes. I reached in and after about three minutes of moving certain articles of clothing around; I found my outfit. A black shirt with a pair of skinny jeans; easy enough. I also slipped on my black flats before swinging open my bedroom door and walking out of the room.
I skipped lightly down the stairs, not finding Hannah anywhere in the hallway, nor the bathroom. My head poked around a corner to the kitchen, spotting her sitting at my kitchen table. I walked in silently and sat down opposite her, a small smile on my pale face. "Morning." I said, trying to sound cheerful, but her expression was making it hard.
"I'm really sorry about the bathroom thing, Emily. I didn't mean too I swear. The door was unlocked and I wasn't even thinking when I just walked in, please I hope this doesn't-" I cut her off with a light laugh, which made her eye brow shoot up in confusion.
"Han; its' fine, really." I answered truthfully with a warm smile. "S'not like you haven't seen it all before." I added after a short moment, though I lowered my voice slightly, not knowing when my mother would just jump up into the room and kick both of us out the house for saying such things.
"Yeah," She said, her cheeks turning a light pink colour as she paused and I so knew where her mind was going too; mine was as well..
One by one, Hannah undid each button of my black jacket before she let it fall from my shoulders and hit the ground. I took a step back from her as I crossed my arms over myself and grabbed the hem of my shirt, pulling it up and off my body with one quick movement, letting it become a distant memory as it too hit the floor. I heard a soft intake of breath as I looked up to see Hannah's green eyes glued to my torso, her mouth open slightly. "What?" I whispered, becoming slightly embarrassed at how long she was taking to look at my half naked body.
"You're perfect." She whispered back, reaching out for my hand and pulling my closer. Her lips captured mine in a soft, sweet kiss and my brown eyes, which were now slightly darker than normal, fluttered closed and I let out a soft sigh. I felt hands start to pull at my shorts and then they too fell from my body. Our kiss was broken for a short moment for me to kick away the piece of clothing, then it began again, her lips on mine and her hands where roaming everywhere. The blonde moved away from my lips and slowly trailed a hot path down my neck and to my collarbone; all the while whispering that I was perfect.
"- I mean that was back then and this is now and your mum said that I –"I shook my head quickly as I snapped out of my flash back and focused on Hannah again, who was mumbling quicker than normal.
"Woah- wait what? My mum?" I asked, confused as to why she was bringing my mother into the conversation, I hadn't seen her all morning. The blonde girl nodded slowly with a very confused look on her face. "What did my mum say?" I added, an eyebrow shooting up.
"She said that you told her you didn't really want me here; and all that you said last night was just to get me to shut up." She whispered, still a slight crease within her brow as she spoke. "You did say that right?" She asked.
"No!" I cried, jumping to my feet and storming from the room. "No, I did not say that!" I shouted as I walked from the kitchen, grabbing my coat as I went and headed for the front door. Jenna Fitch was not going to get away with that if I had anything to say about it. I reached for the front door as soon as a hand grabbed my shoulder and I heard a knock at the door. I stopped.
"Don't, Emily, I know you didn't say those things so there's no need to go after her." Hannah told me calmly, the knock at the door hitting my ears again. I let out a heavy sigh and turned to the door, not answering Hannah just yet. I reached out for the door handle and slowly turned it, pulling the white door open to reveal a brown haired Goddess.
"Effy?"
EFFY'S POV
Waking up next to Naomi Campbell was .. odd, to say the least. Her blonde hair was sticking up everywhere and the sight made me smirk ever so slightly. I got up from the bed and pulled on some of my clothes before walking from the room; thankful I woke before the blonde did and avoided a conversation that was just screaming awkwardness.
I was the first one up, my mum was still asleep as I walked past her room, and light snores could be heard from within. I smiled an actual smile as I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. Bloody hell was it a mess. It had burnt out, old cigarettes laying all over the table, along with empty bottles, half of them smashed across the floor. I stood in the door way, my arms hugging myself as I looked over the small piece of chaos and sighed; my life was a bit like my kitchen. Messed up, broken, and all over the place.
People thought of me as heartless Effy Stonem, sister of the great legend Tony Stonem and all around slut. I didn't care though, I mean it's only what the people that have a place in your heart thinks about you that matters, and I know that I'm loved by those few people so I honestly don't care what the rest of the world think of me. They don't know me like those few do; they don't know what I go through on a day to day basis. They think I'm heartless; though my heart is really only made up of what my last name spells; stone.
I had no idea why I was going through with this as I walked from my room; fully dressed and holding a pair of black lace underwear I found under my bed after Naomi left, in quite a hurry I might add. I chewed my bottom lip as I bounced down the stairs and left the small house, walking down the sideway. I pulled out a white stick from my bra and a black lighter after it, placing the rolled up spiff in my parted lips and flicked my thumb down on the lighter, making a small flame appear on the end that quickly burnt through the white paper, creating smoke. I inhaled the grey fog and smiled as it went straight to my head. Much better. I exhaled the drug and continued on walking down the cold and almost empty street.
I finished my spiff long before I actually arrived at the place I was heading too, a smirk on my lips as I stood in front of the white door for several moments, hearing shouts coming from within. I made a fist with the hand that wasn't holding the pair of lace panties and knocked few times on the front door, waiting as I heard silence fall over the place, then muffled talking before the door was pulled open and I was faced with none other than Emily Fitch herself.
"Effy?" I heard her ask, her tone sounded angry, but she wasn't pissed at me; I could tell. She was trying to cam herself, I knew by the way she was standing. My electric blue eyes passed Emily's brown eyes to be met with a pair of green one that I've never seen before; interesting. I tilted my head to the side, my gaze falling down to the protective hand on Emily's arm, my smirk grew. Though, it faded slightly as I thought about it more; wasn't Emily in live with me? I mentally shrugged and turned my gaze back to the small redhead who was waiting for a reply from me.
I lifted my hand up and smirked softly at her as she looked down at it with confusion washing all over her face. "Who's are-"
"Naomi left them at my place last night, I though you could give them to her for me." I said smoothly, cutting her off. She looked up to meet my eyes just as I dropped the lack panties into her pale hand; I could literally see her heart break in her chocolate brown eyes; I was right, she did love me. Tears began to rim her eyes and she blinked several times trying to get them to go away before they ran down her cheeks. And that was my queue to leave; I smirked as nicely as I could and turned on my heels, walking back out of the Fitch's front yard and onto the side walk. God; I hate myself sometimes.
EMILY'S POV
It didn't really hit me until Effy smirked at me. Naomi slept with her, Naomi slept with Effy.. I stood there, looking like a complete twit, in my front door with my tear covered brown eyes looking down at the black panties I now held within my hand. I didn't know what hurt the most, which confused me completely, was I hurting because my best friend slept with the girl I'd been chasing after for the past three years? Or, was it because someone else slept with my best friend? I made myself think it was the first thought; it had to be. Why would I hurt over Naomi getting laid?
My train of thought was broken as Hannah place her hand on my shoulder and slowly turned me around, a curious look washing over her face as she parted her lips to speak, but had decided against it and quickly pressed them into a fine line as she pulled me into a hug. I sobbed lightly against her shoulder, wanting to completely break down in her arms, but remembering what she'd been through the night before as I glanced up at her pale face and I knew I couldn't dump this on her.. It'd be wrong of me. So I stopped my crying and wiped my eyes of tears and pulled away from her embrace. "You okay, Ems? What- who was that?" The blonde asked me softly as she very slowly and gently placed her hand on my arm, as if I'd break if she touched me too hard.
"No one," I lied. "I'm fine." I added after a moment's pause, though I wasn't fine, I was far from being fine and I was telling myself over and over that it was because Naomi betrayed me and slept with Effy, though there was a slight hint of something in the back of my mind that told me I was telling myself a lie. I nodded once, more to myself then to the blonde standing before me as I gently grasped her soft hand. "C'mon, let's go somewhere." I said, trying to make my voice sound strong and not like I wanted to just crawl up into a ball and breakdown, though I think I failed. I tugged on Hannah's hand and stepped out of the house, dropping the black laced panties into the bin that sat outside the front door.
NAOMI'S POV
There was a soft banging sound that was coming from somewhere in my head.. Or in my room, one of the two, it woke me up and my heart beat quickened as the banging grew louder. I sat up quickly in my bed, my breathing turned into shallow pants as my blue eyes scanned across the room. I couldn't see anything, but then there was a louder bang right behind me, causing me to leap up from my bed and scream slightly.
"Chill babes!" I heard a very familiar, but muffled voice cry out from outside my window. I frowned, let out a frustrated sigh and stormed over to my window, opening it quickly and sticking my head out.
"What are you doing, Cook?" I shouted down at him and he beamed up at him with this typical Cook grin.
"Your mum won't let me in, babes! Go open the door for Cookie? I got some news!" The teenage boy cried back up at me and I rolled my eyes, gesturing him to go around to the front door as I climbed back down the stairs slowly. I just stepped off of the last step when my view of the front door was blocked by a pair of light blue eyes and blonde hair.
"Don't you let him in, Naomi." My mother warned, I simply rolled my eyes at her.
"It's just Cook, mum." I sighed as I pushed past her and headed towards the door.
"Yes, it's Cook! He only wants to get into your pants, Naomi. I don't like him." Gina said matter of factly and crossed her arms at me. I groaned and turned around on my heels.
"Mum, I am not sleeping with him, nor will I ever even consider sleeping with him." I told her sharply. "Happy?" I added after she didn't say anything. She huffed slightly before turning on her heels to walk out of the room.
"Hardly."
I again rolled my eyes and grabbed hold on the door handle, giving it a half twist before pulling it open to reveal a grinning James Cook. "Never even consider it?" He said with a fake gasp, placing his hand over his chest. "Ouch, babes. I can guarantee it'll be the night of your life! Whatdya say?"
"No," I replied quickly with a smirk.
The tall boy shrugged with a grin as he pushed past me and walked into the house. "Your loss," He said winking at me and I shot him a look before my mother returned, a sour look upon her old face. "Morning, Gina." Cook said cheerfully, the same grin still plastered on his rough face.
"Hmm," Was all my mother gave him in return and I couldn't hold in my laugh as I grabbed hold of his hand and dragged him upstairs and into my room before my mother could even think of kicking him out. I closed the door behind him and he went and made himself at home like always and jumped on my bed.
"Comfy?" I asked in a sarcastic tone.
"Very," He replied with a smug look. "Wanna join?" He asked wiggling his eyebrows as he patted his crouch.
"God," I sighed as I walked over to the bed, a bright grin spreading across his face, but dropping quickly as I sat down as far from him on the bed as I could. I let a laugh fall from my lips. "Like I said, Cookie. Never gunna happen." I said, patting his shoulder as I continued to giggle.
"Yeah yeah, you'll give in one day, babes, I can count on that!" He said proudly, making my roll my eyes at the boy; he had such a big ego.
"Right, whatever gets you to sleep at night," I said, shaking my head before getting slightly serious. "Now what's this news."
The teenager's expression was highly amusing, lighting up quickly like a five year old on Christmas. "I was taking a lovely stroll along the street in which your dear Ems lives and came across something rather, interesting." He wiggled his eyebrows at me and I slapped his arm, letting him know with my pointed look to just continue. "Effy was there, talking with Emily and some other blonde chick; she was hot," He paused to look at my face, which had gone completely pale and filled with shock, guilt and worry. "Babe? You alright?"
"Cook! Just fucking tell me before I hurt you." I warned and he held up his hands in defence.
"Alright, alright. Basically, Effy was talking to Emily, then showed her something and left." The boy finished with a nod, as if telling me he was now finished.
"What did she show Ems?" I asked meekly.
"A pair of panties, I believe."
"Any chance they were black?" I squeaked out, my voice failing me.
"Sure were." Cook answered. "How'd you know?"
"Fucker." I hissed.
EMILY'S POV
I didn't know where I was going, nor did Hannah really. We just walked, hand in hand, down the busy streets on Bristol until we came to an old country road and my heart began to pound in my chest to the point where it began to hurt. I sighed a shaky sigh which got Hannah's attention and she looked at me with a light crease in her brow. "You right, Ems?" She asked and I nodded.
"Yeah, just.. Whenever me and Nai were in a situation like this, we'd just walk until we ended up somewhere. We always managed to find our way here." I explained. This was mine and Naomi's 'little piece of heaven', it was hidden and peaceful. Our little secret.
"Oh," Was all the blonde said and I nodded once before tugging on her hand again.
"C'mon, I want you to see it." I said softly with a smile, I really did want her to see my safe haven, even if Naomi didn't want anyone else to know about it. I lead her down a wide dirt road before stopping at a clearing of a sort and climbing down into another small path that lead to a beautiful green lake, I heard Hannah gasp slightly next to me and I smiled, it was the exact same reaction that me and Naomi had. This place was breath taking. "Beautiful, eh?" I asked with a smile as I looked out over the water, laughing to myself at the memory of the first time I was here; that water is freezing!
"Yes," Hannah sighed with a smile. "I can see why you like it here so much, it's beautiful.." She said softly, turning so she was facing me. "Just like you." My breathing hitched ever so slightly as I saw her lean forward, a lump formed in my throat as she closed her eyes and then suddenly, her lips touched mine.