AN: Well hello my lovely people! :D First off, hugeeeeee amount of thanks for the reviews :) I'm really happy you guys liked the Gina-Naomi relationship :) And I really couldn't help but smile like a fool at your excitment over KFF! Isn't she great though? This chapter was an aboslute pleasure to write because of it! And as you can see the writing is going so well that I decided to post this earlier than planned :) Next update friday perhaps? Would that be cool with you?

So there's a Harry Potter reference in this as well as Buffy (or Angel more like) one. The HP one is rather obvious and if you've read the books or seen the films, you should spot it. I think the Buffy one is a bit harder but still easy. Think you can spot them both? If you do pleae do tell me I'm curious as to how skilfull you guys are at spotting references :)

Fair warning for mature language in this 's nothing too outrageous bu it's a bit more than usual because it's KFF after all. I hope you'll enjoy this!

Oh and this chapter is dedicated to Zzz2187 because she admitted this week that she was my biggest fan :o And well i didn't believe her at first. And then she proved it to me :) So here love, this on is for you ;)

Disclaimer: I don't own Skins. But Skins owns my heart and my thoughts!

.

.

Manifolds

.

.

Chapter 11:

.

.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING HERE?"

"Katie!" I exclaimed trying to sound happy. "How nice to see you"

If there's one thing you can say about Katie Fitch is that she may seem superficial and dense at times, but she's never put up with anybody's shit. Certainly not mine. And that would never change in this universe or the next.

"CUT THE FUCKING CRAP CAMPBELL AND TELL ME WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK YOU'RE DOING HERE OR I'LL PROPERLY BREAK YOUR FUCKING NOSE!"

"Easy there Katie…" I said putting my arms in front of me and trying to calm her down.

Needless to say my attempts were in vain. Once Katie Fucking Fitch was in action, there was no stopping her until she deemed it fit.

"ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION" she just yelled back.

"I hum… I was bringing Emily some wraps" I said lamely pointing at the brown paper bag.

Katie took one look at the bag before glaring at me with as much hatred as she could muster and then rounded on Emily who had been awfully quiet until that point.

"Ems, what the fuck is she doing here?"

Emily opened and closed her mouth a few times trying unsuccessfully to answer something intelligible.

"Oh fucking hell!" Katie exclaimed exasperated at her sister. "Since when are you talking to her again?"

"It's been a few days…"

"Oh my god Emily! Don't tell me she's the one you've been hanging out with this week!"

The redhead didn't answer, but looked guiltily at her feet, shoving her hands in the back pockets of her jeans nervously.

"For fuck's sake Emily! What are you playing at! When Callie said you had been having coffee with an old friend, I figured you might have bumped into someone from Uni like, I dunno, Brit or Alex, not Naomi Fucking Campbell! Does Callie even know you've been having coffee with her?" Katie finished giving me a disgusted look in passing.

"I... well I... I was planning on telling her at dinner tonight" Emily stammered.

"Have you gone fucking mental or are you just a proper cunt now?" the brunette yelled back.

"Katie!" growled her sister.

"There's no Katie standing Ems! You've got this amazing fiancée and you're fucking lying to her to spend evenings with Naomi I've-got-the-emotional-range-of-a-teaspoon Campbell!"

"I'm not lying to her!"

"Yeah? So she knows you've been spending time with your fucking ex-girlfriend then?"

"I may not have told her exactly who yet, but It's not like I've been hiding it from her either!"

"I really can't believe you Emily! Your decision making is beyond me! I thought you had finally gotten some sense into you when you started dating Callie! She's a proper girl she is. But now you're risking it for her?" Katie said with such contempt in her voice that I doubted she could have added more if she wanted. "Naomi Campbell? Naomi I-fucked-a-girl-behind-your-back-and-then-she-offed-herself Campbell?"

"Hum... I'm standing right here…" I contributed feeling left out and slightly offended.

I mean I know I had fucked up in College, but I was a different person now. Katie Fucking Fitch or not, she had no right to drop by and judge me. I have to admit that it hurt too though. In my reality, Katie and I were friends, family even. And here I was with a version of Katie Fitch that hated me even more than she had in College. I had always thought that that was impossible. Well I had been fucking wrong.

"I really don't care about anything you've got to say, you sleazy cow!"

"Katie, stop it!" Emily tried to intervene.

"Now you're defending her? I really can't believe you! Have you been shagging her behind Callie's back!"

"No! For fuck's sake Katie I wouldn't do that!"

"I hope so! So why have you even been talking to this cunt then?"

"We're just catching up and don't call her that!"

"Oh you're just catching up aren't you? Well that's dandy that is, innit? Just fucking catching up with the girl that treated you like you were nothing more than a bag of trash!"

"I'm a grown woman Katie! And if I feel like having coffee with Naomi, I will! This has nothing to do with you!"

"Yeah? And what about Callie? Has it got nothing to do with her as well?"

"I'm going to fucking tell her Katie! This isn't a secret!"

"Then why haven't you told her already if it's not a secret?" Katie sneered.

"Jesus Katie I don't have to justify myself to you!"

Katie looked like she wanted to shout some more, but actually restrained herself. She adjusted her Gucci handbag on her arm and composed herself. When she spoke again, her voice was much lower and calmer; I'd even say it was soft.

"I'm sorry Emsy, you're right. You don't have to justify yourself to me and I don't want you to. I'm just worried about you, yeah?"

I saw Emily's anger slither out of her body as her sister spoke those words. Oh she was good, Katie was, really fucking good at manipulating her sister. I didn't buy her new soft attitude one bit. I was convinced that if she wasn't gonna start shouting again, it could only mean that she had a secret card just waiting for the perfect moment to be pulled.

"You don't have to worry about me, Katie, I'm fine"

"Why didn't you tell me about this Emsy?"

"About what exactly?"

"That you were seeing Campbell again"

"It just happened okay, Jesus Katie I don't need to tell you everything!"

"I know! I don't want you to! But you know you can tell me everything"

I have to say here that I was feeling more and more like a piece of furniture. Neither of them was acknowledging my presence in the least and I had a feeling the conversation was going to turn a bit more personal in a minute. I was still on edge though, I really didn't trust Katie's comprehensive sister attitude.

"It isn't a big deal okay? We just went for coffee and chatted alright?"

"I'm just curious why you didn't tell me you know? We talked about you having coffee and you never felt the need to mention it was with her. I don't get it."

"Maybe I didn't tell you because I knew you'd make such a fucking big deal out of it"

"Sorry. I guess I do tend to overreact sometimes, yeah?" Katie said with a smile.

"That you do" replied Emily returning her sister's smile.

"You promise you'll tell Callie?"

"I will"

"She's a great lass and she loves you to fucking pieces. You're good with her"

"I know Kay, I love her too. Back to front, to pieces, yeah? Stop fussing over this"

Why was I still standing there? Because really there was no part of this I wanted to hear about. I didn't need to hear about Emily's oh so grand love for her fiancée. Every little word she said would tear my heart apart. I couldn't stand to look at Emily for a moment. I could feel the hurt constrict my throat. I grabbed the edge of a close by desk to keep myself from falling. My knuckles quickly turned white as I gripped as hard as I could. I wondered briefly if this had been Katie's card, if she had wanted Emily to state her love for her fiancée hoping that it would hurt me and get me to fuck off. If it was, she had succeeded to hurt me, but it would take a lot more for me to give Ems up. Katie had no idea just how much of her shit I was ready to take if it meant being with Emily in the end.

"Naoms?" I heard the redhead say.

I turned around to face her and noticed right away that she was slightly worried. I guess I was doing a shit job at hiding my conflicted emotions. I tried putting up a smile on my face and caught sight of Katie who was standing just behind Ems. She really looked like a power bitch in her black pencil skirt and fuchsia satin blouse. Of course she had matching white leopard print high heels and bracelets. As she adjusted her white suit jacket, Katie looked at her cellphone and smirked. When she locked her gaze with mine a second later, I felt myself shiver. If I knew Katie Fucking Fitch at all, and believe me I did, there was something she wasn't telling either Ems or me. The Callie stuff hadn't been her secret card, I was quite certain of it now. She cocked her eyebrow at me as if she was challenging me. I didn't like that look. I had the conviction that it meant nothing good at all.

I frowned and intended on asking Katie why exactly she was looking at me like that, but I didn't have the time. What came next was probably the worst case scenario I could have imagined. If I had been slightly troubled by Katie Fitch's rage, I knew it was nothing compared to how I was going to feel pretty soon.

There aren't many moments in our lives that we can honestly remember happening in slow motion. They say that either really good or really bad events can trigger this sensation. For example, I've always been told that, when you have a car accident, it's like time freezes and everything around you becomes suddenly silent. It's just like if your senses shut off for a second, except your sight, and your mind goes blank. You don't have time to be scared because there is no time anymore, not really. It doesn't matter anymore like it did before, right at that moment, nothing does. You can't even process what the people around you are doing. Are they screaming? Are they crying? You can't tell because really the only thing you had time to process before shutting down and the only thing that you can sort of feel as it's happening is: Is this it? Am I going to die?

I've never been in a car accident except for when I was run over and that's quite different. So I couldn't tell you if this actually happens, I don't know. What I do know though is that it's exactly how I felt as I saw one Jenna Fitch walk into the classroom. Her heels clicked on the concrete floor as she walked over to our merry little group and stopped abruptly as she caught sight of me. I've always considered myself to be a very proud, fearless and upfront woman, but as Jenna Fitch's glare was thrown upon me, I felt my face go strikingly white. I was afraid for a second that she was gonna throw her handbag in my direction. Her eyes became slits before she spoke.

"You!" she nearly vomited.

I was literally frozen in time and space, rendered completely speechless. I couldn't believe that that woman had the power of making me feel like a bloody sixteen year old all over again. I could still see her, eyes full of loathing, telling me to leave Emily alone and not to screw her up. I wondered if she was gonna verbally throw me out of the classroom this time too.

Not too surprisingly though, she didn't pursue what I'm sure would have been a lovely conversation between us, but instead, rounded on her redheaded daughter.

"Emily! What is this disgraceful girl doing here?"

"Mum, what are you doing here?" asked Ems looking completely shell shocked.

I looked at Katie to see her grinning evilly. Fucking cunt! She had definitely known that Jenna was gonna show up, I was ready to bet 200 quid that she had invited her in the first place. This just had to be her secret card! Fucking hell, even I had to admit, it was a good one.

"Katie invited me, but what is she doing here"

Hurray, 200 quid for me. Emily looked back at her sister fuming.

"You could have fucking told me mum was coming!" she bellowed.

"Slipped my mind" Katie replied shrugging.

But when Ems turned to face her mother again, Katie shot me a smile and I knew nothing of the sort had happened. Now I understood why she had played the all understanding sister with Emily. She had known Jenna was on her way and would blow a fucking fuse upon seeing me. People never gave her enough credit, Katie Fitch was a bloody genius when it came to being a bitch.

"Emily, answer my question now!" Jenna raged. "What is she doing in your classroom? I thought you hadn't kept in touch after College?"

"I hadn't! We ran into each other randomly!"

"Oh and you decided to just get chatting didn't you?"

"Yes!"

"What? Have you gone mad Emily? After what she did to you?"

"That's what I told her" chipped in Katie.

"Jesus! This is my decision! It's got nothing to do with the both of you!" exclaimed Emily who was now crimson.

"What about Callie? Does she know this?" Jenna asked.

"Ems hasn't told her yet" supplied Katie.

"Now you're keeping things from your fiancée?"

"I was going to fucking tell her!"

"Language Emily! And you shouldn't even be in her company!" Jenna said shooting me a dark look.

"What's it to you? I can be friends with who I want!"

"Oh please, you haven't seen that bitch for 6 years! 3 days don't make you guys friends! You were never fucking friends" mocked Katie.

It was very admirable of Emily to try and fight off her mother and sister like that, but even I could tell she was beginning to lose it. Attacks were coming from every direction and I was just standing there doing nothing. I felt like I should be saying something, but at the same time I was afraid that I'd only make things worse. Also, it had to be said that Katie had a point. Emily and I had hardly ever been friends. We had never really talked and when we did, I already knew Ems was fancying me. Of course I had fancied her right back so the only period where we were supposed to be just friends had just been a big lie.

"Well we are!" Emily said.

"Yes, we are friends" I decided to contribute.

If Katie and Jenna could have shot daggers with their glares, I think every single inch of my body would have been punctured. I only had eyes for Emily though as she gave me a faint sympathetic smile. She had appreciated me standing up for her, with her. I'm pretty sure that that's what helped me speak again.

"Emily and I are friends and we've done nothing wrong. You both have no right to have a go at her like that" I said sharply.

"And you have no fucking right to even speak to her you cunting fuck!" shot back Katie.

"Katie!" warned Ems.

"Do you have any idea what you put her through?" Jenna asked me with venom.

"That is irrelevant!" shouted Emily before I had time to answer.

"Oh but it is! She hurt you! She doesn't deserve to speak to you! She proved at the age of 17 that she was nothing more than a low life parasite, rotten to the core!" Jenna explained.

That did hurt. I can't say Jenna Fitch ever liked me, even in my reality where I had fought for her daughter and been with her for 8 years. She had never really approved of me, but she had learned to respect me. She understood that even if she didn't particularly appreciate my person and my presence, I made her daughter happy and that was all that really mattered. And I had learned to respect the woman who had raised the love of my life. I had come to understand with the years that she only loved her daughter fiercely and wanted to protect her from any harm (even though she didn't know how to do that properly). We both had that in common. So I guess you can say that we had reached a silent understanding over this common ground. But this Jenna was different. This Jenna had only seen me hurt her daughter. And she hated me for it, like properly hated me. It hurt to see how much she despised me. I couldn't help but be gripped with the horrible realization that even if I did succeed to win Emily's heart back, I was a long way away from gaining Jenna's approval. If I could gain it at all that is.

"Don't speak of her like that!" Emily said.

"Have you heard yourself? Emily do you realize how much better off you are without her? Callie is a wonderful young lady, respectable. She has good morals and values."

"Mum, will you stop speaking like I'm dumping Callie for Naomi because I'm not! We are just friends and Naomi's right we've done nothing wrong"

"You should be focusing on the wedding love! That's what matters, your wedding to someone who is good enough for you!" Jenna continued.

I couldn't help but feel a little jealous. I doubted Jenna had ever spoken of me like she was speaking of Callie, even in my reality. She obviously really loved her soon to be daughter-in-law. I felt my stomach churned uncomfortably and my throat squeeze as I remembered what Emily had actually said. She had quite easily thrown the fact that she had no intention with me other than friendship and that broke my heart.

"I am focusing on the wedding! That's nearly all you'll fucking talk about anyway!" spat the redhead.

"Well it's in 3 weeks Emily! It's important to make sure everything will be perfect!"

Wait what? Did Jenna just say 3 weeks? As in 21 days? I felt my heart hammering desperately in my chest and my breath hitch. This had to be wrong somehow because 3 weeks wasn't nearly enough time. I needed more time than that.

"I know the wedding is in 3 weeks, it's actually me that's getting married, remember? Besides, everything will be perfect mum, you planned the thing!" Emily replied.

Nope, not a mistake. The wedding was going to be in 3 weeks. I felt my shoulders fall and my whole body actually deflate.

"Oh god, it's not enough time" I couldn't help but think.

How was I supposed to build a friendship and possibly a new relationship with Emily in 3 weeks? I felt my hands start shaking as I realized there was probably no way I was gonna successfully stop the wedding from happening. I felt my eyes fill up with tears and quickly clenched my teeth to try and hold them there. I couldn't fucking cry in front of Katie and Jenna. Especially since crying would completely give away my intentions. I needed Ems to believe I only wanted her friendship. I hated how much it felt like I was tricking her. I was disgusted with myself for doing something that could be regarded as even close to tricking her, but I needed to gain her trust back. I needed to show her who I was now and what I could be for her. I needed her to understand that I loved her more than anything and would never hurt her again. The weight of the task was overwhelming. Especially since I now knew I had 3 weeks to pull it off. Of course I guess I could have pursued Emily even after she got married, but that would make things so much more complicated and probably more difficult.

"I don't want you to speak to her Emily!" demanded Jenna.

"I'm not a kid anymore mum! You can't tell me what I can and cannot do"

"You may be an adult, but you will always be my little girl! And I'm telling you, this girl is no good, she's shown you her true self back in College. You shouldn't keep seeing her it'll only hurt you in the end"

"I agree with mum" Katie added.

I could see that Emily was completely exasperated. She sighed heavily and closed her eyes for a second, no doubt preparing herself to fight back again. This situation was so fucked up. I had never dreamed it would turn out that bad when I had decided to surprise Ems on her lunch period. Katie dropping in had been bad enough without Jenna being there as well. I guess this was easily one of the worse situations I had ever found myself into.

"I don't think it could be any worse" I thought.

Of course, I had to fucking think that. I should have known right then, when this idea made its way to my brain, that I was gonna curse myself.

"Ems! Why are people shouting in your-"Came the voice of Callie Davies as she entered the classroom.

The brunette stopped dead in her tracks as she took in the scene in front of her. Her gaze fell on Emily, then Katie, then Jenna and then ended on me. She looked stunned for a second and then her features transformed into rage. She shot back another glance at Emily before turning around and leaving the classroom. The second she had disappeared, Emily was hot on her trail.

"Callie, wait!" she shouted sounding desperate.

I was left alone with the two evil Fitches in Emily's classroom. I tried following the redhead immediately and perhaps avoid my sweet company, but I wasn't so lucky. As I tried to walk pass Jenna, she forcefully grabbed my arm and shoved me into the nearest desk. The corner caught my ribs painfully.

"Don't you dare!" said Jenna before advancing on me.

She was rather tall and quite intimidating as she towered above me. Before I had any time to react, she had sprung back her arm and given me a powerful slap across the face. My cheek was burning in pain and I felt so disoriented that I had to grab the desk behind me to prevent myself from falling on my arse.

"Stay away from my daughter! You've screwed her up enough as it is!"

With that, Jenna turned on her heels and followed her redheaded daughter. I stared at the door for a few seconds, not sure what to do. Katie was still there, glaring at me, her arms folded. She took a few steps in my direction before stopping about a foot away from me.

"You stay the hell away from her Campbell, understand?" she told me boldly.

I'm pretty sure that Katie had intended for her words to scare me, but they only made me furious. I didn't care if she approved of me. I didn't care that she thought I should stay away from Emily. There was no way in hell it was gonna happen. Like I said, I loved the redhead too much to let anyone bully me into not seeing her. I strengthened myself and stood a bit closer to her. There were only a few inches between our two bodies now. I clenched my fist in fury.

"I will do whatever the fuck I want and so will Emily. Don't embarrass yourself by trying to control us Katie, we're not in middle school anymore." I spat.

In a flash, Katie's fist had collided with my left cheek and I was so stunned this time that I fell to the ground. I have to admit that my pride was hurt worse than my cheek at that moment. I couldn't believe that Katie Fitch had brought me down with one single punch. At least I could say (and my cheek could definitely count as an expert witness), that Katie could throw one hell of a punch. The brunette towered over me similarly to the way her mother had before her and said:

"I won't repeat this. You stay away from her, she's not fucking yours anymore and won't ever be again"

A few seconds later, Katie's form was disappearing from the classroom leaving me completely gob smacked with a rapidly swelling and bleeding cheek.

.

.

So much love from the Fitches :) What was most important to me here was to project a confident Emily. I mean she isn't the wet blanket she used to be in her younger years. So, have I managed? Was she upfront enough with her oh so understanding family? So yeah i know this chapter is a bit smaller than the last few ones, but I can already tell you that the next one is like... about twice this one's size. I should know I've already written it :P Anw, let me know what you thought as per usual! The only thing i'm wondering now is... will KFF get me to a 100 reviews :O You guys are all awesome :) Have a blasting rest of weekend if you've got any left ;) Cheers XX