It seemed to take a lifetime for Will to answer his phone, each ring causing Emmas heart to skip a beat. She wasn't even sure what she would tell him, even if there was any reason to see him. Opening her mouth as he answered, Emma paused. Not really knowing what to say to him, half tempted to hang up and leave things as they were. He had most likely moved on now and she should too….but he loved her, he told her.
"Hello?" a voice startled her from her thoughts, causing her to almost drop the phone. "Emma?" she took a slow deep breath "…hello". Well that was a good start "…hi, are you okay?" Her heart began racing, her palms becoming clammy "yes, I just….uh, I wanted to…" what could she say? Tell him that she wanted to be with him, that she loved him and hadn't meant to hurt him. Her mind wandered over the possible things to say "are you still there?" "Yes, sorry. I was wondering if I could see you. I need to talk to you about something but I would prefer to do it in person". Tears still ran down her cheek, his voice alone causing her heart to bleed. "Okay, I am staying on 22nd avenue, number 378, apartment 2b". Emma noted the address and sighed "I will be there shortly" hanging up before he could say anything else, before she could make more of a fool of herself, this had to be done in person. She sat back in the cab and sighed, allowing the tears to run their course as they drove through the busy streets…
It only seemed like moments later and the cab pulled up outside Wills apartment. It wasn't exactly a pleasant street but Emma didn't care, nothing mattered to her anymore, only seeing him and finally telling him the truth. She quickly paid the driver and made her way up the small flight of stairs, arriving outside his door. Pausing for a few moments, Emma finally reached up and knocked a few times. Her heart had been racing ever since she spoke to him; there was no chance of it slowing down yet. She smiled slightly as he answered the door; no words shared before Will pulled her into his arms and kissed her. It was like he knew, he could perhaps tell from her eyes, being red and obvious she had been crying. He just knew. "I…" he placed a kiss upon her lips "you don't need to say anything, I know" he smiled down to her and brushed away any tears that seemed to escape her "I love you too" he pulled her close and kissed the top of her head "it's all going to be okay now, I'm never losing you again". Emma wept against his chest, wrapping her arms around him "I love you so much, I don't ever want to go through that again" she took slow breaths as her heart slowed down, calm surrounding them as they simply stood there, sharing the perfect moment.
"We're here, doll!" the cab driver turned back to Emma and waved his hand in front of her face. "Oh…sorry" "yeah, you got a lot on your plate but I have to get to a pick up so if you can pay me…" Emma nodded and grabbed her purse, paying him before she stepped out of the cab. "Chin up; it could always be a lot worse!" The cab driver shouted out the window as Emma hurried up the steps, rushing up to his apartment. She paused at his door and took a deep breath "here we go.." reaching up to knock the door, she didn't have time to touch it before the door swung open.
Her heart sank as she was faced with a beautiful blonde woman, she was tall and thin with long wavy hair. Emma stood still, staring up at the woman, almost completely stunned by her appearance. "Can I help you?" "I think I have the wrong apartment" Emma sighed and turned to walk away "Who is it?" a very familiar voice called out from within the apartment, Emma turned back to see him but shook her head "…s-sorry" spinning on her heel she ran down the corridor and almost fell down the stairs, not looking back once, not stopping until she had somehow made it to the end of his street.
Of course he has moved on, why shouldn't he? And of course it is with someone beautiful…
Emma felt the tears stream down her face, her phone could be heard as it played out one of her favourite songs. She didn't stop to look, didn't attempt to even reach into her bag. Her heart was broken, she was too late and now left alone in a big city with no-one to turn to.
