Chapter6

Emma

'Did that last letter upset you? I'm sorry but I meant it. I hope we can still be friends even though you live so far away. Write back. -Nick.'

Furious over the note, I crumpled the paper in my hand and left it on my dresser. I didn't want to hear from Nick anymore. I didn't want anything to do with him. He was history I didn't want repeated.

Of course that last letter upset me! He broke up with me because he was too freaking lazy to work on our relationship. It shouldn't have been so hard to try. Was he just giving up?

It was obvious he found someone else. Someone prettier. Someone who would give him what he wanted.

Like the sex. He probably did that so he wouldn't miss anything. Of course, he never got with me. Ever! I wouldn't let him. I mean, even before I found out I was moving I knew we wouldn't last together forever. It just wasn't meant to be.

But Seth and I? Even if we did last a long time, would I love him like he loved me? I mean, I liked him now but... how would I know how I felt twenty years from now? It just seemed too... rushed. But I didn't want to drop things between us.

The room was starting to get bitter cold and I couldn't stand it any longer. I went to the window and shut it, pulling my long, red sleeves down.

I sighed and walked back to the dresser. Ignoring the note, I put on a light layer of mascara. Even I thought it was necessary. I wouldn't listen to Seth on that. No way.

There was a light knock somewhere. I went to the door but no one was there. It happened again. Where was it coming from?

I turned and saw Seth at the window. Blushing, just a little, I walked over to him. He smiled at me through the glass. I couldn't help it. I smiled back sheepishly.

I opened the window and shivered. It must have dropped five degrees since I shut the window.

Seth climbed inside and pulled me into his arms. "Are you cold?"

I relaxed against his bare chest. I had been cold but I wasn't any more. "Not now."

He pulled my face up to his and kissed me, his warm lips heating up my cool lips. "I can stay tonight, if you want."

"Mm, that'd be nice." I mumbled.

He took my hand in his and led me to my bed. I curled up against his side, resting my head on his chest.

"You've been kind of quiet, Em." Seth said, sitting up to look at my face. "Is something bothering you?"

"Don't worry about it. It's nothing." I said, avoiding his eyes. It was something. Something stupid, though. I just didn't want to talk about my ex-boyfriend around my current boyfriend. I didn't want Nick on my mind around Seth.

"You can tell me, Emma." He was watching my face, my expression. But not to be rude.

"It's just a dumb letter from someone. It doesn't matter." I didn't want Seth to see anything that Nick had sent me. I wanted them to be a secret from each other. Though I really wanted to tell Nick that I moved on.

"You're obviously upset about it. I want to know what it is."

I sat up beside him and took his hand. "I don't want to talk about it."

"Please?" I knew it was hard for him to argue with me. He only wanted to protect me. But I just didn't want to talk about this with him.

"It might make you mad." I admitted. He'd find out sooner or later. But he was so persistent. And pushy. Obviously I'd have to tell him.

"Probably." He said, resting his forehead on mine. "If it's making you upset, it will."

I kissed him. "Just remember, I warned you." I got up and took the note from the dresser. I handed it to Seth and wrapped my arms around myself. No wonder I was cold. I had forgotten to close to window.

I headed to it quickly and slammed it shut, glad for the containment of hot air. I closed the curtains even though it was only two in the afternoon. Cold air could still escape.

I sat down in my computer/desk chair and looked at Seth. He had finished reading the letter but he did look mad.

"Who's Nick?" He didn't look at me. Did he think I was dating Nick? Please. I wouldn't stoop that low again.

"My ex." I said, shrugging.

"Did you write anything back?"

"Not a word. I wrote him once but that was after he broke up with me." Where I said I still loved him. That was a mistake. Maybe he didn't get it. But I couldn't hope that had happened. The chances of that were minimal.

Seth set the note back down and didn't look at me. Was he upset about this? Great. I'd made him mad even though he begged to see the letter. I should've thrown it away and forgotten about it. But no. I just ruined any chance I could get at love.

I walked over to Seth and hugged him. "Say something. Anything."

"He doesn't seem like a very nice guy."

I laughed. "Thinking back, he was a total jerk. Not to me, really, but to everyone else."

"He probably thought it wasn't a big deal since it wasn't directed towards you."

"It bothered me sometimes. Like when we went places, he wasn't nice to the people around us. And he was a bad tipper. Really bad." I said.

"Pretty embarrassing, I take it." He said, kissing the top of my head.

I looked up at him. "Yeah, it was. But get this-he was allergic to dogs. Talk about the irony in that."

Seth laughed. "Sounds like a total winner."