A/N: Look at this, another update? It's true, it's really true!
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This chapter contains a Cigarette Warning™, so use it wisely/in good health/etc.
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(Emily POV)
I was so tempted to blow off the Fitch Family dinner, but I knew if I did, Katie would be merciless in her nagging, with the 'if me and James have to suffer, so do you', and 'I need you to be there'. Truth was, she only needed me there so mum didn't only have to harass her about how she wasn't married and settled down yet. Looks like I was just going to have to suck it up, as per usual.
I opened the door, and tossed my keys on the table. It was only four in the afternoon now, so I had at least one hour left before being marched into the gates of hell.
"Drink?" I asked Naomi. "I could do with a vodka."
"Sure."
I got two shot glasses out of the cupboard, and the vodka from the freezer. I poured us both a shot each. "Cheers." I said, before tipping mine back. The vodka only slightly burned on its way down, due to it being chilled.
"Wow, that's cold." Naomi said, after drinking hers. I poured another two shots, and finished my second. Naomi raised an eyebrow at me. "Planning on getting trashed?" she asked, amused.
I shook my head. "No, but this will calm my nerves."
"A spliff would be better." Naomi joked.
I laughed. "You're not wrong there." The vodka settled nicely and I put the bottle back in the freezer. "Right, I need to shower and get changed. I won't be too long…make yourself at home." I kiss her softly and move into my bedroom. I root through my wardrobe and find something sedate enough to wear to dinner. And by sedate, I mean conservative. Boring. Yawn.
Making sure there was a towel handy, I took a shower, at that second wishing I had dragged Naomi in with me. I started thinking about her body and how it would feel, wet and naked against mine. I stopped myself before I got carried away, and finished washing myself, turning the water off. I emerged a short while later, in a knee length black skirt, and a turquoise button up shirt, stockings and heels.
Naomi whistled as I walked back into the lounge. "Christ, you look… gorgeous."
I scoffed. "I look boring. I look like a fucking secretary or something."
Naomi raised her eyebrow at me. "Nuh uh… Seriously. Really fucking sexy."
"You think so?" I asked, blushing furiously.
Naomi stepped closer to me and wrapped her arms around me. "Emily, if you weren't about to go out, I wouldn't care that you took the time to get dressed just now. I'd strip you and take you where you stood." she whispered quietly in my ear, a shiver running right through me.
"Really?" my voice croaked. She looked at me, and I could see the lust in her eyes. I looked over at the clock. Four thirty. And Katie was usually early. "Fuck it…" I whisper, as I crash my lips against hers and kiss her passionately. "I want you. Now." I groan, as my lips break from hers and I pick up the bottom of her shirt, slipping my hands up her back. "If we make it quick…"
Naomi nods and her hands glide over my hips and the fabric of my skirt slides up over my thighs. "Together, yeah?" she mumbles, in between kisses, as her hand drifts up my thighs, her palm settling over my knickers.
"Yeah," I reply, my hand slipping into her shorts, moaning softly as I feel the wetness in her underwear. I kiss down her neck as I rub her swollen clit, sucking on her neck as she groans and pushes my knickers aside, pushing her fingers deep inside me. "Oh god yes…" I moan, as she thrusts into me, my own fingers dipping down inside her warmth. She kisses me deeply as we frantically drive each other closer.
"Is she usually... Oh god...on time?" Naomi asks, panting, as my thumb finds her clit.
"Early usually. But… I don't fucking care… oh fuck, right there…yes!" I groaned in reply, "…least she doesn't have a key…"
Her eyes meet mine as we both get closer. She curves her fingers inside me, hitting the right spot, and I groan loudly. "Ems… come with me..." she moans, and I curve my fingers inside her, moving against each other. I bury my head in Naomi's shoulder, as we both cry out together, shuddering against each other as our shared orgasm grips us both.
Her lips find mine and she kisses me slow and deep. Just as we break apart, there is a knock on the door. I look at the clock. It's four forty-five.
"Told you." I laugh, as we untangle ourselves. I walk to the door and open it.
"Jesus fucking Christ, Ems. You do realise you have a MASSIVE hickey on your neck?" Katie says, as she catches sight of me.
"Subtle as ever, Kay. Come on in, I'll be right with you. Oh, you remember Effy's friend from the other night?" I say, rolling my eyes as I let her in.
"Yeah. Naomi, right?" Katie says, with a hint of disdain in her voice.
"Nice to see you again, Katie." Naomi says.
"Whatever. Are you ready, or what?" she asks me, ignoring Naomi.
I exchange glances with Naomi. "Oh yes. Ready as I'll ever be." I smirk. A small smile crosses Naomi's lips.
"Right, well, traffic will be a bitch so let's get going." Katie moans, walking out the door.
"I'll just get my keys..." I say, turning back to Naomi. She pulls me into her arms and I kiss her slowly. "At least… I'll be preoccupied… so it won't be so bad. I'll text you, ok?"
Naomi nods and hugs me close. "I'll miss you."
"I know. So will I, even though it's only for a couple of hours."
"COME ON, EMS, PULL YOUR FINGERS OUT!" Katie yells from the car.
We both snicker at her choice of words, and I grab my keys and phone. I walk outside, Naomi in tow.
"Must you yell shit like that in the middle of my street? I have to live here, you know."
"Well, how else am I supposed to get your attention while you're sucking face with blondie?" Katie scoffed.
"Try and have an ok night." Naomi says, sympathetically as she opens the passenger door for me.
"Thanks, babe. I'll see you later." I reply, kissing her on the cheek and getting into the car. "Come on, then, Katiekins. Let's get this fucking torture over with." I mutter, as she starts the car and we drive off.
Katie turned onto the motorway and adjusted the mirror. "So, how was your date last night?" she asked.
"You mean dinner that I told you wasn't really a date, even though you insisted it was because we'd shagged and spent the night together?" I said, sarcastically.
"Er… yeah."
"It was great, if not for the waiter continually offering us Poppadums every five minutes." I laughed. "No, really. It was a good meal, and good company. I had a great night."
"So, explain to me why she was at yours just now?"
A flash of memory hits me, one of Naomi and I locked in the embrace we shared not long ago. A smile crosses my lips.
"Hellooooo? Earth to Emily?" Katie snaps, bringing me back to the car.
"What? I spent the night at her place and she saw me home."
"At five in the afternoon?"
"Argh, what IS it with you and the third degree? We slept late, not that it's really any of your business, she cooked me breakfast and we hung out for a while, and then she walked me back to mine."
"Did you shag?"
"KATIE!"
"Alright, ok… jeez. I'm just asking. Here…" she says, opening the glovebox, "…use the concealer, you look like you've been mauled." she continues, handing me a small tube.
"I wasn't complaining…" I said, smugly, as I flipped down the sun visor to use the mirror.
"Ew. I don't need to hear it! But you know mum will have a fit."
"Yes, in case you hadn't noticed, Kay, I don't care what Jenna will say." I muttered, applying the concealer to my neck.
"Don't give her anymore cause to start on you than she already-"
"Katie, she will anyway, regardless. Dinner always ends badly, and if it wasn't for dad and James…"
"…you wouldn't bother, I know."
I pull out my phone and type out a text.
"As much as I miss my dad and brother, I'm already regretting this. Katie won't shut up! xEmsx"
I hit send. "It might be more tolerable if Jenna learned to cook something edible." I sulked.
"Tell me about it. I'm going out for pizza after." Katie laughed. "You staying the whole dinner this time?"
"Depends how much Jenna annoys me." I reply, as my phone vibrates.
"Aw. :( I miss you too. I'm home now… doing a bit of study to pass the time. xNx"
"Who are you texting?" Katie asks.
"Tall, blonde, smart, very sexy, fantastic in bed."
"Says you. Naomi then? What is it with you and her?"
I laughed. "Katie, I don't think you would understand it."
I type out another text.
"Katie wants to know who I'm texting...haha. xEmsx"
"What do you mean I wouldn't understand?"
"The last guy you slept with… did you imagine waking up in his arms the next morning, or did you slip out before he woke up?"
"Duh, slipped out. Why?"
"Mmm, and why do you think I don't shag as many girls as you do guys? Not because I'm boring, because I'd much rather get to know someone before I sleep with them, and honestly, I'd much rather it meant more than just a quickie with someone I'm not going to see again." I explained, as my phone vibrated once more.
"Ooh, and what did you tell her? xNx"
"I said, and I quote: 'tall, blonde, smart, very sexy, fantastic in bed.' :) xEmsx"
"That's awfully teenager of you, Ems." Katie scoffs.
"No, having a one night stand is teenagerish. I was being romantic."
Katie laughs.
"Anyway, you can't talk. The last guy? Danny? Total sleazebag, even before you caught him shagging Brandy."
"How can you be sure of that?"
"Kay, he tried hitting on me more times than I can count. He also got away with the odd grope when he thought you were me."
"He didn't?! Prick!" Katie snapped, as she turned off the motorway.
My phone vibrates again.
"Wondered why my ears were burning. Bugger studying, all I can think of now is you in my bed. Tease. xNx"
I smile and type reply.
"This is going to be the longest dinner ever, even if I leave early. I miss being in your arms, I feel so much safer there. xoxo xEmsx"
"You said she made you breakfast?" Katie asks.
"Huh? Oh, yeah… after you rang this morning."
"What did you have?"
I grin. "Pancakes with strawberries and banana, and coffee."
"Pancakes. She made you pancakes. Isn't that-"
"Totally my favourite breakfast. Yes."
I can tell Katie is fighting off the urge to gag. "What else did you get up to?"
I laugh, dryly. "You don't really want to know."
"Right."
Another reply reaches my mobile.
"And I miss you being in them. Feel kinda empty without you around xoxo xNx"
I type back.
"Nearly there, so will text soon, promise. Feeling empty without you too, babe xoxo xEmsx"
Katie pulls into my parents driveway, and switches off the engine.
"How's my neck?" I grin, lifting my head slightly.
"You might want to do up the collar..."
"I might. But I really don't. Jenna can just deal with it."
"Emily…" Katie says, "…try and be civil, ok? I don't like it either."
"Civil? To the woman who can't even acknowledge me for who I am?"
"Please, Ems. I hate it when these dinners dissolve into arguing."
"Yeah well, next time don't harass me to come." I mutter, opening the door and getting out of the car.
"Hey bitches!" James says, as he opens the door for us.
"Fuck off, worm." Katie replies, ruffling his hair.
"Emily, shagged any fit girls lately?" He asks me, with a cheeky grin.
"None of your fucking business, perve." I say, smacking the back of his head.
"Is that you, girls?" dad says, as he comes into the hallway.
"Hi dad!" I say, as he pulls me into a fierce hug.
"Hello Emsy, love. How are things?"
"I've been good, dad. How are you?" I follow him into the lounge room.
"Good, love. Business is good. How is… what was her name again?"
"Mandy… and I'm not with her anymore, dad."
"Oh. Sorry to hear it."
"She looked fit, but was a bit mental." James pipes up. "I would have fucked her, though."
Dad smacks James around the back of the head. "Ten reps on the naughty bar, boy. Go!"
"Why why why?!" he exclaims, as he trudges off to the bar.
"The girls are here, then?" I hear my mother say, from the doorway.
"Yes, love."
"Alright then, to the table all of you. Dinner is ready."
We move into the dining area and take our seats at the six seater table. Before I sit down, I send a quick text.
"God, it's like going into the fucking lion's den. Be my knight in shining armour? xEmsx"
Right as I sit down I get a reply.
"How do you propose I do that, m'lady? ;) xNx"
"We are just starting dinner. Call me in about half an hour? xoxo xEmsx"
"You got it, gorgeous. :) xNx"
I set my phone to loud and place it on the table. Katie just glares at me. I catch her eyes and shake my head.
Dinner is not really a surprise, the infamous artichoke and beetroot soup makes its usual appearance.
"So, Katie, how are you? Seeing anyone?" my mother asks.
"Not at the moment, mum. Too busy studying."
"Surely you don't spend all your time studying? I'm sure you have time to meet a nice young man." I couldn't help but notice her glare at me when she said that.
"Well in between study, lectures and the gym as well as my limited social life, I guess I don't have much time."
"Oh, that's a shame. And what about you, Emily? Still no boyfriend?"
"We've had this discussion already. Several times." I say, flatly.
"Nonsense, it's a phase, it'll pass once you meet the right man." she continued.
"I've known since I was fourteen. Bit long for a phase, don't you think?"
Katie clears her throat and glares at me.
"At fourteen you're too young to know what you want. You'll come round once you get a bit older."
"Yeah, right. That's why I'm nearly twenty one and STILL don't fancy cock." I scoffed.
Jenna gasps. "Emily! Language!"
Luckily, my phone rings itself into life. I make a point of checking the display first. "Excuse me, I have to take this. By the way, Jenna, learn to fucking cook, your soup tastes like bollocky wankshite."
Katie chokes on her mouthful, trying not to laugh, as I get up and walk outside, answering my phone.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" are my first words.
"Glad I could help." Naomi laughs. "Is it complete torture?"
I sigh. "Actually, you've probably saved me from an ear bashing. I just plainly told my mum that I'm nearly twenty one and still don't like cock anymore than I did at fourteen."
"Bet that went down well." Naomi said, giggling.
"I'm yet to find out, that was right before you rang." a short pause. "God, I fucking miss you. It's ridiculous, I don't understand it."
"I know, Em. You and me both. Any idea how much longer you will be?"
"Well, considering I also told Jenna her soup sucks, I assume not very long. I'm actually tempted to ask dad to give me a lift back just to avoid the slanging match. I really don't want to be here, Naoms. It's making me pissed off and bitter and I'd much rather spend the night with you."
"I'm sorry you're having such a shit time, Em." Naomi replies. "As soon as you get back, I'll be right over, ok? Just let me know."
"I will. And… Naomi?"
"Yeah, baby?"
"Thanks again."
I hang up and take a deep breath. I had to get out of here, and fast. I walked back into the house and sat down at the table.
"Dad, can you give me a ride back to mine… something has come up."
"I can take you back, Ems." Katie says.
I glare at her. "No, I'd much rather dad took me."
"Sure, Emsy. I'll get my keys." he says, standing up.
"Don't you have anything else to say, young lady?" the icy tone of my mother creeps in.
"To you? No. I'm tired of keeping my mouth shut just to keep the fucking peace around here."
"Emily!"
"And honestly, I'd much rather spend my time with someone who accepts me for who I am, and not someone who has their head so far up their arse in denial."
"Now listen-"
I saw my dad standing in the doorway out of the corner of my eye.
"NO, you listen. The only reason I come to this fucking charade once a month is for dad and James, because I don't see them often enough. But YOU, and your constant non-acceptance of who I am, is quite frankly, fucking ridiculous. I can do without it, and I'm not putting up with it tonight."
You could have heard a pin drop. Even James sat there with his jaw nearly on the table, and Katie looked like she was about to go spare.
"I think it's time you left, young lady." mum said, quietly.
"Well that clearly makes two of us." I say, getting up. I stand behind James and hug his shoulders, ruffling his hair. "Love you, you little perv. Call me and we'll get together, ok?"
"Sure, bitch."
"Bye, Kay." I said, leaving the house. I stood outside for a few minutes, and I could hear the argument going on in the kitchen. While I wait for dad, I type a text.
"Dad's bringing me home. As soon as he's done listening to Jenna rant her face off. xEmsx"
I hear the door click shut behind me. "Well, that was-"
"Oh, shut up, Katie. I don't want to hear it." I say, as dad comes through the door.
"Ready, Emsy love?"
"Yeah, let's go." I reply, walking to the car and getting in.
"I'm sorry about that, dad." I say, once we are driving. "...she just…"
"I know, love. She's very…"
"Bigoted? Homophobic?" I offer.
"I was going to say old fashioned."
"Right." I scoff.
"She wants what is best for you, love." dad says.
"Shouldn't she want me to be happy?"
"She does. We both do."
"Yeah well…" I sigh, "…you, I believe. But it's hard to believe it from someone who constantly tells you you're not normal, simply because of who you choose to love. It hurts me, dad."
I get another text.
"How long will you be? xNx"
"Not long. Maybe twenty minutes, tops. Meet me there? xEmsx"
"Of course. xoxo xNx"
"Emily…" dad says, "…your mum will calm down."
"Yeah, but she'll still treat me the same way as she always does."
"Emsy…"
"Dad… I'm not going to come to dinner for a while. I think it's best."
"Ok, love. You know I love you very much."
"I love you too, dad. But I can't do it anymore."
"I know. How are you really, though? Everything ok?"
I think for a minute. "Actually, yeah." I smile. "I met a girl the other night."
"Oh...Someone special?"
"Well, I think so. Her name is Naomi. She's smart, funny and rather beautiful. I like her a lot."
"That's good, love. You deserve to be happy."
"Thanks, dad."
We turn into my street, and I spot Naomi sitting on the steps of my flat. Dad pulls up in front, and Naomi stands up. I get out of the car and walk to Naomi and hug her close to me. "Thank you." I whisper.
"Glad I could be here."
I turn to my dad. "Dad, this is Naomi."
"Hello, Mr Fitch." Naomi says, nodding.
"Hello, Naomi. Please, call me Rob. Emsy was just telling me about you."
"All good though, I promise." I assure her. "Dad, thanks for the lift home… sorry for ruining dinner."
"Not your fault, love. Be sure you call me, or drop by the gym, ok? Don't be a stranger."
"I will, dad. See you."
"Bye, Rob. Was nice to meet you."
"Same. Take care, girls." he says, as he drives off with a wave.
"Well… I take it dinner was eventful?" Naomi asks.
I sigh. "That's one way of putting it. Come inside and I'll tell you all about it." I say, opening the door.
We both go inside and I shut the door behind us.
A/N#2: Up next, a little debrief.
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