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A/N:
Red - Okay all... this one actually has a bit of humour in it. Probably needed it after the last chapter. Hopefully you can get a few laughs. I know we laughed, a lot, while writing it. Thank you for the reviews of the last chapter... made my day, actually.
Iwy: Hi! Have fun reading :) Since apparently Red needs encouragement and persuasion, she got editing after my lovely, lovely ex begged her. Or made her. Who knows? So, if you want updates don't hesitate reminding us that you do. Oh and this chapter will be a bit lighter, so have fun, really. It was so much fun to write.
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Emily's gaze was gentle as they moved up to the angry blues belonging to the blonde. "You didn't ask, still haven't." She said simply. "It's up to Effy, isn't it, whether she wants to stay here or not. If she wants to go, I won't force her to stay. That's not how we work, is it?" She whispered the question to the still shaking brunette and she kissed the top of her head again and softly stroked the girl's back.
Brown orbs looked back to Naomi. "No. You don't understand because you've not been there, with us, what we've been through when together, or apart. Emotions can only be held in for so long, Naomi, before they explode. We all have our ways of either hiding them or letting them out. Do you know how hard it is to function knowing someone else has your heart in their hands, even if they don't even know it?"
"I don't care, Emily. I really, really don't care right now what it's like." Mumbled Naomi, not even caring if she was sounding like the world's biggest dick. "She's not, in any way, stable enough to fucking make that decision to stay. Don't you understand it? She will break you when she regains the control over herself. This, this is not healthy. Or good. All I'm saying is; Let go of her and if she wants, I'll fucking drive her to see you, yeah?" With a shaking head she leaned down and placed both her hands under Effy's armpits, ready to pull her off.
"Or she'll break you for taking her away." Emily's eyes looked broken, completely shattered, her tight grip began to loosen, her fingertips paving over as much as she possibly could before falling lifeless to the bed at her sides.
A fresh wave of tears sprung to her eyes and she closed them, turning her head away from the blonde. She should have just stayed under, would have been better that way, instead she welcomed the darkness to consume her once more... but knew it didn't work that way.
"Effy, babe, come on. Let go." Whispered Naomi when she pulled on Effy but the girl wouldn't bulge, her hands still grasping everything Emily. "We really have to go now, come on. Let go, we'll come back in the morning, in a few hours, yeah? Come on, Eff. God... please let go." She was almost in tears herself when she tried to get Effy to let go of Emily.
"It's okay." Emily said gently, her lips against Effy's head again. "Naomi's got you. I'm not going anywhere, I'll stay here and you can come to me, love."
Instead of responding, or acting in any way that would indicate that she knew what was happening Effy, who still had her one arm and leg around Emily pushed herself up until she was on top of the girl, clinging to her and crying into her neck.
Naomi let go like she'd been burned, rubbing her tired and teary eyes.
Emily's arms instinctively moved around the girl atop her as her eyes looked to Naomi, asking what more she wanted her to do to get Effy to go with her. She was thinking only of Effy's best interests and if Naomi believed it would be better for Effy to go, she'd let the girl rip her heart right back out of her chest to make sure that happened.
Naomi's eyes looked to Katie, begging her to help her somehow.
Katie swallowed when her girlfriend looked at her. What did she expect her to do? If Naomi couldn't get Effy away from Emily, did she really think the twin had a snowball's chance in hell?
The older Fitch walked around the bed and laid down, facing the girls with her chin propped up on her palm. She reached out to brush some of Effy's hair back behind her ear. "Effy... thank you... I can't... I can't thank you enough. Can you look at me, please." She requested softly, keeping her gaze constantly on Effy.
Effy shook her head, her face still deeply buried behind her curtain of hair in Emily's shoulder.
"What happened, Emily? What the fuck happened?" Asked Naomi then, taking another step back so she wouldn't get into the mood and join them on the bed in this... tragic whatever.
"Can't answer that." Emily said gently, nuzzling Effy with her nose.
Katie looked over to Naomi, she had tried, even if she had thought from the beginning that they needed to be left alone. It was Naomi who wanted to pull them apart, which obviously hadn't worked well before. "Effy?" She tried again.
"What?!" Growled the brunette, never raising her head.
Katie's eyebrows raised and she shot a look at Naomi. There was no way she was going to try again after being freaking growled at, as if she were an animal.
"Easy." Emily cooed into the hair at her lips, her fingertips dancing lightly up and down Effy's back.
"Right. That's fucking it. You can't tell me? Well, I've asked." Naomi snapped sarcastically before turning on her heels and marching to the door. She ripped it open and slammed it shut behind her.
Katie sighed and got up off the bed and followed her girlfriend out after placing a kiss to Emily's head, not bothering to even make contact with Effy again for fear of being snapped at, literally, as in Effy would take a chunk out of her arm.
The twin opened the door and chased after her girlfriend. "Naomi!" She called out to the blonde's retreating back.
Naomi was by the stairs, shaking her head at Katie. "I'll be right up. Don't worry, just... let the door open, yeah? Don't fucking lock me out. Please." She smiled and dashed down the stairs.
The twin clenched her jaw.
The last thing she wanted right now was to let her girlfriend run off, but she didn't give her much of a choice. She used her key to get into the room and then propped it open slightly by grabbing a towel and setting it on the floor. With a huge sigh she walked in further, glancing at the bed briefly before making her way out to the balcony.
When Naomi was back, standing by Emily's door she groaned, seeing it closed.
She knocked.
No answer.
She knocked again.
No answer.
"Fuck, I've told her not to close the door."
Robyn shrugged and didn't look happy at all, to be there. "She has her own room, here, yeah?"
And only when he said it did Naomi remember. She raised her finger, signalling that she'd be back in a minute and ran, two doors down, to Katie's room for which she still had the key. It wasn't needed though as the door was open, waiting.
She wanted to slap herself, stupid, should have told Katie that she needed Emily's room open, not hers.
Walking in, she looked around and stopped when seeing her girlfriend on the balcony. "Do you have a key to Emily's room? You don't, do you? That's why Effy had to open it. They're not opening the door Katie."
Katie looked behind her and got to her feet. She was beyond tired. "I'll go get one." She said gently, leaning up to kiss Naomi's cheek on the way out.
She was pretty much on auto-pilot as she entered the lift and got down to the ground floor. Katie's eyes were almost closed, seeing through tiny slits as she walked to the desk. "May I please get a key for my sister's room?" She said with a small smile opening her eyes a bit more to look at the woman in her mid to late 20s.
"I'm sorry, unfortunately I am not..."
Katie interrupted her. "I'm Kathryn Fitch, and I need to get to my twin sister. So if you would be so kind as to get me a key, I'd surely appreciate it."
The girl's eyes went wide and she hastily made a key for Emily's room.
"Thank you." She said politely with a nod of her head as she walked back to the lift.
She nearly fell asleep on her feet on her way up, waking up when the box came to a stop. Katie exited and walked down the hallway and walking into her room. "Here." She said to the blonde. "I'm sorry I misunderstood."
Naomi shook her head and kissed Katie softly. "No problem, you shouldn't have. I would have gotten it." She raised her brows then. "Why are you so tired, babe? You've slept the whole day."
"I don't know." She said with a shy smile. "Did... do you want me to go with you? I mean... are you still trying to get Effy?"
Naomi's arms wrapped around Katie and she pulled her into a tight hug, kissing the top of her head. "You can go to sleep, if you want. I have Robyn and Cook by Emily's door, we'll get Effy."
Katie melted into the embrace, sighing shakily. "Are you sure that's what needs to happen? How is Cook, by the way?" She wanted, needed a bit more time to just soak in the blonde before she left, guessing she wouldn't come back until later in the morning, or even early afternoon, depending on how it all went.
With that in mind she just wanted to be in her arms and breathe.
Naomi slowly walked them towards the bed, gently pushing Katie up to the pillows as she straddled her waist. Her fingers were softly playing with her hair, twirling it without a real pattern, just randomly. "Of course it is. Why? Do you think she should stay?"
Katie's hands went to Naomi's hips, slipping under the top she had on to caress the skin that was stretched taunt over the bone. "Just, hear me out before you interject, yeah?" She asked the blonde.
"You promised you'd stay out of it." Accused Naomi with a tired voice, never stopping to play with Katie's hair. "All right. I'm listening."
"And I am, and have." Katie defended before taking a breath. "When I've had an attack, who was it I needed?"
"A doctor?" Mumbled Naomi and rolled her eyes at herself. "Just tell me what you have to say."
"It's hard to draw a connecting line when you're being difficult." She said with a smirk. "I needed you. Even after you calmed me down, I still needed you to keep the monster at bay. You can't deny there's something between them, Naoms. The problem is its like an unlit firework, it's so beautiful, but it can also be a disaster. Obviously I don't know what happened, but something did, something freaking beautiful and gigantic."
"Were you in the same room as I was?"
Katie chuckled briefly, a smile on her lips. "Yeah baby, but we see things differently. Look, Effy's your cousin, but Ems is my twin. You asked me to not interfere, now I'm asking the same of you."
"I'm not interfering, Katie. We meddled when we made her do it, that's when we interfered." Whispered Naomi with a crestfallen expression. "And she'll never forgive me for that. Every tear she's crying over there, every fucking tear will turn into a bullet when she stops crying."
"Pretty sure Emily is soaking up her ammunition." She countered gently.
"I'm getting her, Katie. Her heart is fucking broken and this... this situation is taking advantage of it. Won't let it happen." Whispered Naomi with a shrug, leaning down to place as soft kiss on Katie's lips.
"I understand." Katie said. "Do what you need to do... why don't you and Eff stay here and I'll go stay with Ems. That way we're close."
Of course it was hard, letting go of Katie's lips was, and Naomi couldn't, not really. She kept softly kissing her while they talked. Her hands were on Katie's neck, her shoulders, softly running through her hair. "Can't. Have to work in three hours, and Effy has class." She almost groaned when her lips automatically moved to Katie's neck, softly kissing the skin she found. "Come to the pub when you're awake. I'll feed you both. And please push me off, because if you don't I will be doing all sorts of things BUT stopping so I can get Effy."
Katie was torn, she was enjoying the sensations that were running through her body at the gentle contact, she wanted more. With regret, she pulled away and pushed Naomi up. "Okay." She said softly, closing her eyes in the process. "Go on." She said with a teasing smile.
"Okay." Smirked Naomi and let herself back down on Katie's body, softly attacking her neck with kisses as her hands moved from her girlfriend's neck down, along her thigh. She pulled on it and wrapped it around herself, smirking into the kiss.
She was really trying to make sure her body was relaxed, enjoying the moment before Naomi would be gone, again. Just once she'd like to actually be able to sleep with the blonde, not sex, but sleep.
Before Naomi could have gotten too handsy, only managed to get under Katie's shirt, she was really a perv when alone with her girlfriend, there was a timid knock on the door. It made her lean her forehead on Katie's, look at her through hooded eyes. "Come see me for breakfast?"
Katie smiled. "Yeah, I will."
With a nod Naomi's lips met Katie's again before she sighed, climbing off the bed as she left without looking back. The boys were waiting for Naomi by Katie's door. Robyn looked kinda annoyed, very much so, and Cook?
He looked like a wounded puppy. "Listen Blondie, I didn't push my way here, yeah? Rob rang me and said Effy's in trouble, that one of the twins is gone and I should come and be of help."
"I know, James." Muttered Naomi and nodded to the door Effy was behind. "All right. I want you, both of you, to get Effy. Okay? She wont want to go, but you have to. Even if you have to snatch her and carry her out, screaming and kicking, understood?"
And suddenly their faces were blank and they stood a bit straighter, almost like soldiers that were summoned for action.
Naomi nodded and opened the door, her eyes flying to the bed as they walked in.
Emily hadn't once relented her hold on the brunette after Naomi stormed out with her twin following shortly after. She spoke in hushed toned, offering gentle support as the girl soaked her top and her skin with her salty tears.
She had tears still running down as well.
"Hey, Emily." Naomi said, her voice low but not whispering. "This is Robyn, he's actually the boy Effy is with. And you know James already." She made her way over to the bed, the boys following her. "We'll just take her and be on our way, yeah?"
Cook's eyes transformed when they landed on Effy, and well... Emily underneath her.
Gone was the no-bullshit-attire and he was overcome with guilt. "Emily, look I'm so sorry 'bout before, never knew what I's doing, was I? Just so you know I'm not here to take her, forever, Naomi's saying she needs to go though. Not my decision, yeah?"
Blue eyes fired bullets at him, but he kept looking at Emily instead of Naomi.
Emily's jaw tightened as she looked from Robyn to James, her guard immediately going up, the soft look in her gaze was now hard and steely. She didn't want to just let Effy go. The girl had finally stopped shaking and although she would let a sob out every once in a while, Emily was sure that Effy was doing much better.
"I'm just going to take her, Emily." Whispered Cook and hobbled over to the side of the bed, clearly trying not to put any kind of pressure to his sack. His hands slowly reached for Effy. "Eff, babes it's me, Cookie. Come on, girl, we gotta go now."
Emily watched Cook intently, her nostrils flaring slightly as she reigned in her anger.
They didn't know what she needed, not that she did, not completely, but taking her away would lose the delicate balance she had only just gotten in control of. Her hands slipped up and down Effy's back, then she loosened her grip once more, not saying anything for fear of completely breaking and having some kind of violent manic episode where she attacked everyone in the room but Effy.
Protecting her in her fragile state of mind.
When Cook's hands slipped under Effy's armpits, just like Naomi's had before, the brunette's back arched and she made some weird movement with her whole body, it shook him off completely. Afterwards she was dead-silent again, clinging to Emily like she were her life-net. "C'mon Eff, luv, don't go making it harder than it already is, yeah?" Cook said after he somehow regained control over his vocal-chords again.
Touching her shoulders gently he had no time to react before he was pushed off, landing on his arse, screaming in pain.
Emily didn't help them, nor hinder them.
Her opinion on the situation obviously didn't matter, which bothered her more than a little. "I'm here, love." She whispered, bringing her hands to the wet cheeks and brushing the tear-streaks from off Effy's face. "Look at me, please." She requested, keeping her hands on the brunette's profile, but not forcing it.
If Effy didn't want to, she wouldn't make her do it. She'd never make Effy do anything.
Naomi looked on and nudged Robyn, nodding towards Effy. She knew that she wouldn't be able to do it, not the way Effy was clinging to Emily, so she had to get him. And Cook, well he was already there when she got the hotel's entrance.
Robyn knelt down next to the bed and softly reached out to brush some hair off of Effy's cheek. "Babes, don't be scared. It's me, yeah? Rob. Can you please look at me so I'll see that you're all right? I really don't want to carry you out, kicking and screaming." And the blonde thought that it was a tiny success that he wasn't pushed off or growled at.
The absolute disgust at this man, Robyn, touching her girl caused Emily to flash her teeth at him, like a rabid animal gone mental. She was breathing through her teeth, hissing.
Liquid chocolate burned into his skin, into his eyes.
He wasn't Effy's, Emily was.
The brunette had said so herself, Emily wondered briefly if she had ever said something like that to Robyn, didn't really care to know either.
"Babes, look at me. I know you're stoned out of your mind, had a couple rough days, yeah? Remember yesterday? The party?" Now he was sitting on the ground, on the fluffy carpet just softly brushing Effy's cheek as he talked to her. "Naomi was bragging 'bout her sex-life like the worst of the lads, we had a good night then, yeah? Come on, I know it's fucking with your head, all is, but that's fine. You know that. You don't need to answer me, you don't need to explain yourself, Effy. You know that we love you the way you are. Always. So just... can you just look at me?"
And a small smile formed on his lips when Effy slowly lifted her head.
The twin continued to watch everything play out, then when she felt the brunette begin to lift her head, her gaze landed on Effy.
She wouldn't push her, it was her decision. If she wanted to go or stay, it was up to Effy... not her, or Naomi, and definitely not Robyn or Cook. Her fingertips grazed along Effy's sides and she bit her lip, waiting with her breath held for Effy's response.
Effy didn't say a word when she slowly pulled herself up on her hands, that were on either side of Emily's body now. Next, she spun her leg from across Emily, back so she was kneeling on the edge of the bed, her hands still where they had been.
"You'll be okay, love." Promised Rob with a devastated expression on his face. He turned to Naomi with angry eyes. "How much have you let her take?"
"I'm not her keeper. I wasn't with her."
"She's completely out of it."
"You were snorting away, with her, after she was like this. Put the blame somewhere else, yeah, toyboy?" Snapped the blonde then and went to help Effy. She stretched her hand out, knowing that if she tried to take her, she'd probably lose a limb.
Effy's feet softly landed on the floor and she swayed a bit, confusion the only thing on her face when she blinked rapidly. "That's it love." Whispered Rob and stood, wrapping an arm around Effy. "Was nice meeting you, Emily." He mumbled, turning to the girl on the bed before he and Cook left the flat, Effy in their arms in the middle.
Naomi stayed behind, close to the bed, watching Emily.
Emily let Effy go. She didn't want it. 'She's gone' the twin said in her head.
It started out as just one time but soon it was set on repeat, taunting her. Her hand went to her chest and she closed her eyes as fresh tears appeared on her cheeks. She didn't make a single noise, suffering, agonising in silence. Emily curled into a ball on her side.
There goes her heart again, with Effy.
"Please go." She said weekly, her voice thick with restrained emotion, not wanting her twin's girlfriend to see her shatter completely.
Naomi sat on the bed and softly placed a hand to Emily's shoulder. Her heart was breaking as she was slapped with how the roles had reserved. Weeks ago it had been her, bawling her eyes out because she'd lost Katie. And now she was here, seeing Emily break. "Em, it'll be okay. Look, I told Katie you should come to breakfast, to my pub, and then, when you see Effy you'll make up and everything will be fine." She hoped. "Just, don't give up, yeah? Every couple fight, and you fight too. She's just impulsive and right now? She cant think properly. She isn't gone, Em."
"Please don't touch me." Emily's voice wavered, her throat constricting. The twin's body curled more into itself until she was hugging her legs into her chest. "Don't try and comfort me when you took her away from me." She said quietly.
With a nod, Naomi let her hand drop, a sad expression gracing her features. "I didn't Emily. No idea what happened, but it wasn't me." She knew that the truth hurt, like hell, but it wasn't her. "This? This Effy? She was long gone, probably the moment she left. This was just... an aftershock." She leaned over to place a kiss to Emily's head. "But you do know that this isn't the end, yeah? Don't be stupid, if you love her, show her and fix it. No idea what she did, or you, but you need to get it fixed Emily."
"Thank you, you can please go now." She tried again to get the blonde to leave. The longer she stayed, the harder it was to keep herself together. "I'll be here if Effy wants to see me, she knows where I am." She finally said in a shaking voice, hoping that the girl would seriously fuck off before she snapped at her.
"Look Emily." Whispered Naomi and fiddled with her fags, "I didn't do it because I wanted to hurt you. The opposite."
"Did you want me to thank you?" Emily said snidely. "Thank you for letting Effy bring me back just to rip her from me. Appreciated, yeah? Because just leaving me like that would have been detrimental, you know, to like, everyone. Since I was hurting everyone."
She had tried to get the blonde to leave, and she didn't listen.
"What the fuck Emily?!" Exclaimed Naomi. "Leaving... leaving you like that?"
"Who was I hurting, Naomi? Who...?" Emily's body unfolded and looked straight at the blonde. "I'd rather be like that then fucking feeling like I am now. I'd rather fucking hop off the balcony and break every bone in my body and be in a sodding COMA!" Emily's voice was raising, her emotions were going haywire.
Naomi's eyes were narrowed, she was glaring at Emily with eyes that could have set things on fire. "Don't even fucking joke about something like that, because you know Em, Effy surely doesn't need another girl offing herself. It's fuck all she needs right now, more blame for herself." She took a deep breath, trying to calm down and not explode.
"Katie, you were hurting Katie. Seeing you this way was hurting her. And Effy, in case you missed her break down. And it hurt me too, because it was fuckin scary, yeah?" Sighed Naomi and shook her head at the twin.
"I wouldn't." Emily said softly. "Katie knew I'd get out of it, she was there the first time it happened. Just would have taken a couple days."
The twin changed the subject then. "You know that Eff and I spent the whole month after Pride figuring everything out to get you two together again? I was hesitant at first, but I'd fucking seen you crying out for her like she was the air you needed in your lungs. Effy assured me that she knew what she was talking about, knew that you and Kay were special together, just needed time to work your shit out before giving it a proper go." Her eyes stared forward, over Naomi's shoulder, as if she was remembering by looking into nothing. "Then when I saw you two, even how awkward you two were at the pub, I agreed with her fully then."
"We weren't awkward, were we? We're brilliant." Smirked Naomi, trying to lighten the mood a bit before she shook her head. "What are you saying Em?"
It was a humble effort, but Emily's face didn't brighten at the comment made. Her head shook and she got up from the bed, her hair pointing in all different ways and she didn't even bother to try to tame it. She didn't care. Without another word she picked up her hoodie and threw it over her head, sticking her arms through as she headed towards the glass door that gave her a shit view, but it would give her something to think about, or maybe not think about and she'd just be frozen solid to the chair in some half compromising position.
"Emily?" Naomi followed her, confused. "I'm... am I missing something? You didn't get to the point babes."
"There is no point." Emily shrugged.
"So you were simply telling me, reminding me of how much I've missed Katie, how you and Eff have worked together to figure this out and that's it. You understood when seeing us." The confusion didn't leave, even as she tried to decrypt the words. "You've lost me there."
Emily was like a light switch being flicked on and off. "You know the first time I had an episode, do you know when it was?"
"You were fifteen."
"I had met Effy."
"I figured." Whispered Naomi and stood in front of Emily, leaning with her back on the railing. "What happened?"
Emily figured she'd give the quick version. "Nothing, we snogged, she left."
"Right."
"I fucked some jolly giant, was my first time. It should have been Effy. I felt so fucking empty, Naomi."
"So wait." Mumbled Naomi, doing the numbers in her head, "so Effy was seventeen... she's fucked her first girl then."
"Guess so." Emily said flatly.
"You don't want to talk, that's fine. But don't do the half-arsed bull with me, yeah? You've seen me at my fucking worst, Emily. You can talk to me or you just take my advice and don't hide your head in the sand, instead you come to the pub tomorrow and see how things with Effy are and then we'll make a game-plan."
"I was talking, wasn't I? What was I suppose to say to that? 'Oh great, looks like she left me to go fuck someone else instead of me, what a great feeling'" Her red head shook, "I'm not going to the pub tomorrow."
"Did you even fucking see the state she was in?" Snapped Naomi with a disbelieving expression. "I doubt that she would have been fucking you if she stayed, never-mind Cook with his broken dick or poor Robyn." She shook her head. "But nice to see what you think of her, really."
Emily's brows furrowed. "I mean when I was fifteen. Not tonight."
With a sigh Naomi rubbed her forehead. "What happened today, Emily? I'm really trying to be patient and supportive and shit but it's getting really hard when I see her breaking down like that. I gathered Cook hit on you, she wouldn't have had his balls otherwise and I really don't care, he's a dick when Effy's concerned. But she texted me, afterwards, and she was, in fact, shagging you. Or about to or whatever. What could have happened that made her blow you off?"
She bit on her lip for a moment, more like chewing on it. "We were coked up and I was dancing with Effy..." She stopped, grimacing on how to put the next part without cringing. "Cook... Cook came up and started dancing behind me."
Naomi hadn't really thought Emily would dish out what happened with Cook, but now that she was she let the scowl off her face and looked encouragingly at the twin. Somehow she knew it couldn't be good. "Okay. Just...take your time." She lit a fag and offered it to Emily before taking one herself.
Emily took the fag and took a comforting drag, letting the toxins swirl around in her lungs until it burned and she exhaled. "Eff didn't realise Cook was behind me and I was so wrapped up in her that I didn't really realise what was going on." She took another puff and swallowed, closing her eyes before speaking again. "Effy pulled my leggings and knickers down." The next part got stuck in her throat, her gaze moving to the lit cherry at the end of her fag.
Naomi couldn't speak, there was something in her throat that wouldn't let her so she simply nodded.
"Cook... he... um... he..." She stuttered, trying to speak, but it wouldn't come to fruition.
"He..." Naomi took a deep breath and looked away from Emily's face, her own face blank. "He... he fucked you? You, you had a threesome and she flipped?"
"He fucked me." Emily repeated what Naomi said. "I started to go blank, Effy grabbed my face and asked me if I wanted it. I couldn't even answer her, of fucking course I didn't want him thrusting inside of me. Next thing I know I've been brought into the bathroom, Effy, and she got me in a bath. She brought me out of it. I asked her to help me forget."
Naomi's mind went into overdrive.
She had heard what Emily said, she knew what it meant, she knew it and it was making it almost impossible to breathe. She knew that Effy had broken his cock then, when she knew that Emily wasn't able to answer, to tell her that it was okay. She didn't need to because it wasn't.
Something close to pride was erupting in Naomi's chest, but it was so bitter-sweet that she almost wanted to cry.
Emily had not said anything else so she opted on not saying anything as well. Her hand reached out and softly rested on the girl's arm, gently squeezing.
Emily started rambling out more information, not even realising that Naomi, Effy's cousin, probably didn't want to know the ins and outs of their sex lives. "Effy promised she'd do just that, however I wanted, all night. She first brought me up slow and so fucking soft, Naoms. It... it was so fucking beautiful. Eventually we ended up on the couch and she was teasing me after we had more powder. I had some on my lip for her and she asked me to save it for her. It was maddening, all she was doing was blowing on my clit, and I thought I was going to die if I didn't get some kind of proper attention to it. I told her she needed to fucking do something or I'd not save her coke for her. I gave her til the count of ten, and I pulled her into me, you know... between my legs, and grinded into her. After I came it... it was like she snapped. She got up and went in the bathroom. When I went in there, she was so fucking cold, and there I was with the coke still on my bottom lip for her. Anyway, as she was leaving I pushed her against the wall and gave her the coke and turned around."
Naomi was staring blankly at Emily, not really understanding the problem. "Uhm...I don't know how you've fucked before, but that sounds pretty normal. Well, except for the blowing and coke on the lip stuff, bit kinky that but hey, whatever floats your boat." She shrugged, really wondering if she had missed the big, bad NO somewhere in there. Except for James' part, obviously.
"So, she was pissed off because you didn't wait? Until she stopped teasing you? Or... I don't understand."
"I don't know." Emily answered honestly. "I have no clue. She basically told me to fuck off and that the drugs I got were in the bedroom. Use or sell them, she didn't care. She fucked off and told me to leave."
Naomi's brows were furrowed and she thought back to when she had almost broken down, back on the 'paradise-weekend' when Katie had touched herself and not let her take any part in it. But that was different. Emily did include Effy, so why she had exploded like that. "Okay, and was something different? In general, I mean. You've had shagged each other before, she ever been weird or something? I just don't get it." She thought about a broken ego, but that wouldn't have made Effy flip like that. She thought about Cook, but that didn't fit in either.
Emily became frustrated.
She'd spent her entire walk back to the hotel thinking about nothing but that. "I don't know, Naomi. I don't fucking know. We, we actually, most of our... um... sex... had been almost soft, gentle, so fucking emotional. I think that was the first time that it was just... it was harder, I guess. But that wouldn't be it, would it?"
"Was it harder? Was it really? Try to remember until when everything was okay and... god this is weird but she wouldn't snap. Especially not during sex, she lives for fucking. Just think back." Something clicked then and Naomi's eyes widened. "Did you... I mean... did you get yourself off without her? Like, you were just grinding into her hand or whatever and got off and she didn't do anything?"
Emily's cheeks flushed slightly. "I um... I was holding her face to me and, well yeah, I was grinding on her face. She was pumping in me though after a bit."
Naomi's jaw opened and closed a few times, a blush creeping up on her cheeks before she coughed. "Right. Uh, right." She scratched her neck and bit her lip, trying to sort this embarrassment a bit. "Okay. So, you started grinding into her... and then... she helped you cum? That's not that bad."
"I told you I don't know what happened, Naoms... it was her name on my lips when I came. Cook had left a note, apologising. She read it, I asked if I could too, she let me. I just don't know what I did." She put out the fag in the tray and sighed deeply.
"You were...you..." Naomi shook her head then when a thought popped into her mind. "Em, uh, has she... have you been... you know."
Emily looked over to Naomi. "What?"
"You know... going down?" Muttered the blonde while she stared at the ground. It was highly uncomfortable, this talk was, but she somehow thought that it was good and necessary. She could feel dirty afterwards. Or she'd just make Katie help her get rid of those images.
"You're asking if I've eaten her out?"
"Oh god Emily!" Shrieked Naomi when a uncomfortable chuckle left her. "I am. And did she... was she okay with it?"
"Yeah, I have... god she tastes amazing, I could fucking..." Emily stopped, blushed and cleared her throat awkwardly. "Yeah, she um... she liked it. She didn't like me licking my fingers after. But that wasn't earlier. I mean it wasn't after Cook."
"I don't need to know what you could fucking do right now." Teased Naomi with a blush, clearing her throat, but at least the tension wasn't as evident any-more. "So I guess you've cured her of her muff phobia, then when she uh... went diving?"
"Phobia?"
Emily was fairly certain that she just got hit over the head with a mallet. "I'm a cunt." She whispered to herself, shaking her head.
"She... she hadn't gone down on me before and... fuck... I fucking forced it on her because I couldn't wait any-more."
Naomi's eyes widened, really like she were a comic figure and she slapped a hand over her mouth. Fuck, she didn't want to be as shocked but this was huge. "Good lord Emily." She chuckled, uncomfortably, her eyes glued to Emily. "You... how did you not realise this before?"
"I ... I didn't... there was so much else going on and ... fuck." She put her face into her hands. Just the thought of it made her want to be sick.
"Well, let me tell you... when I was with James... we were together for a long time, well long for teenagers... anyway. When we were shagging and he, 'accidentally' managed to bend me over and fuck my other hole I hated him. I let him cum and then it was over, for a good two months. I couldn't look at him." Naomi was still shaking her head, a new fag already hanging from her lips.
"Perfect." Emily said sarcastically.
"Sorry." Grimaced the blonde, not really knowing what to say. "Uh... call me crazy but when your sister went down on me the first time, I've seen fucking stars. I'll remember it when the day comes and I'll know nothing about my life any-more through Alzheimers. I'll still know that."
Emily looked over to Naomi with a strange look on her face. "I'm uh... I'm glad that my sister's munching abilities will break through your Alzheimers. Won't know her name, or who she is, but you'll not forget when some chick who has a twin made you explode in her mouth." Even Emily couldn't stop herself from chuckling slightly.
"Exactly." Grinned Naomi, nodding enthusiastically. "But... how did you forget that she's never been... there?" With a shrug she drew in a long breath of the cancer stick. "You'd have surely remembered it, I hope. Well, I cant tell but everyone is praising her sexing skills, left, right and centre. I don't think that it's something you'd have forgotten."
"Not... not on me, but I didn't... I didn't think she had like... a complex or something. She fucking paved my body like she knew it before we'd even been together. I didn't even consider it." Her body deflated, feeling horrible, absolutely shit.
"She obviously let out one detail, paving it." Mumbled Naomi.
"You are no help at all!" She exclaimed. "How could I ever fix that? I like... popped her carpet cherry or something... fuck."
"You did what?" Asked the blonde with wide eyes. "Popped her carpet cherry? God Em, you're so gay." And then she was laughing because, right now, here, she found the situation really hilarious. Only though, because Emily didn't had any bit of an idea what really had caused this. "So... you didn't realise that she wasn't... like... participating?" She added, a bit sheepishly; "Except for her fingers I mean."
"I was a bit caught up in the moment, Naomi. Her lips were... fucking... so amazing, but I was grinding on her face."
"Uh... meaning?"
"Meaning I had my head on the back of her head, holding her into my clit." She said annoyed. "... the fuck did you think that meant?"
Naomi narrowed her eyes, she didn't want details... "I meant; so? Because you already said that, and now you've said it like it meant something else."
"God, I thought I was going to have to draw you a diagram." Emily said with a short-lived laugh. "How could I have been able if her mouth was participating if I held her there and fucked her face?"
"Uhm." And Naomi's blush didn't vanish as she fidgeted with her fingers. "Well, obviously I'm not a lesbian, well, whatever I am is very fresh... never have fucking felt a clit before meeting Katie. Except for mine, obviously... but when we do it I don't have only her lips. I've mostly have her tongue, teeth, her lips are only there for... well... you know... sucking... when she's sucking and fucking..." And then Naomi just lost it and started giggling like a school-girl.
She couldn't have sounded more like a locker-room bloke if she tried. "That's... I call it that. I named it."
Emily's face showed she wasn't amused. "Sucking and fucking? Really, Naomi? Because those two terms have never been used together before."
Blue eyes narrowed again and Naomi scoffed. "Well, at least I didn't fucking push her onto me and made her suck and fuck me when she wasn't ready." She snapped and through her frustration almost broke her fag. "You know what? You know what's got her invisible knickers in a twist now, so you think of something because I'm doubting she'll come and 'find you'."
"I'm so glad we got to have this little chat." She quipped. "If I knew she wasn't ready I wouldn't have done it, would I? What do you think I am, some kind of lesbian mouth rapist?"
The blonde felt the anger rising, she scoffed and pushed off the railing. "Dunno, did James know you weren't interested? Told him no? What you say that makes him, then?" And with a head-shake she added that he wasn't a rapist either, or was he. "I'm leaving. Like I said, come and see me for breakfast or don't. I really don't care right now. I've not slept for four days and my cousin is a wreck, gonna see where they took her now."
"I never called Cook a rapist." She said softly waving. "Thank you, Naomi." Emily said sincerely.
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever." Mumbled Naomi and leaned down for a quick hug. "Don't fucking blank out again, you're needed now. You've some wooing to do." With a kiss to Emily's forehead she left.
Emily gave her a hug back and sighed a little bit.
Fuck, how could she possibly make that better?
She knew sleep wouldn't be coming to her tonight, so the twin figured she had plenty of time to think about it.
xxxxx
Emily had laid in bed for hours, not sleeping a single bit, not even one minute. Her mind was reeling with possibilities, but not one of them seemed even half-way valid. Everything was shit.
Fucking everything.
The younger twin finally decided to shower with the water almost hot enough to burn her skin. When she finally got out her skin was all red from the heat and she looked in the mirror, feeling the guilt and shame all over again.
It wasn't long before she was at least halfway ready, but with her being so tired she ended up getting into the rucksack and pulling out some coke and having a few hits to help her pep up a bit, not enough to make her fly or anything, but enough to where she didn't feel like one of the walking dead.
"Katie." She said as she knocked on the door to her twin's room.
"Just a minute." Was the reply heard from the older twin.
Emily waited impatiently, moving her weight from one leg to the other in an attempt to not feel the need to flee. Once the door was open, Emily stepped over the threshold and turned back to her twin. "Ready for breakfast?" She asked, possibly a bit too chirpy.
Katie looked at her with a blank expression. "Wanna wipe your nose before we leave?" The older twin was not amused and watched as Emily sniffed and then wiped at her nostrils to displace any powder that had been left there.
"So... now breakfast?"
Katie sighed and nodded her head as the pair left the hotel together, arms linked as they waved down a cabbie, giving the pervy bloke the address to the pub and in moments they were off.
xxxxx
Naomi was just laughing at something the night-bartender said, their shift-change already taking up over an hour as the blonde kept talking and talking and talking and talking.
Millie kept laughing and listening and laughing and talking. It was a good mix.
"So then, like, you know? She's saying she's going for a walk so we can... talk... I swear Mills, she sooo knows. The whole time now? It's fucking obvious. Yesterday she found a knife in my hoodie and fucking threw it into the car, instead of getting in. Well, then she did, but first she threw the knife. And then..."
"Wait." Interrupted the bartender with a chuckle. "So, she knows but doesn't say anything?"
"She can't." Protested Naomi with wide eyes. "She'd have to leave me."
"Uh, and why?"
"Well, because I'm a part-time dealer?"
"You're really not. You're running a fucking Mafia." Laughed Millie and got a wet rag onto her arm as a thank you.
xxxxx
Katie regarded Emily carefully on the way over, noticing the way her twin's leg was bouncing up and down and her fingers were tapping on her thighs. "Ems?"
Emily looked over to her twin with a wide, albeit mostly forced, smile. "Yeah, Kay?"
The older twin bit down on her lip and shook her head as they reached their destination. "Never-mind." She said with a shake of her head as she got out of the vehicle.
The twins entered the pub together, once again with their elbows locked. Katie smiled the moment she saw Naomi and then waved at her girl, then to Millie as well, offering a bright smile their way.
"There she is, fucking finally, maybe now she'll stop chewing my ear off." Laughed Millie and winked at Katie. "Here, all yours. I need to sleep." With that she hugged Naomi briefly and waved at the others, turning around one more time. "Uh, if you want to wake Effy, not before noon. I've promised."
Naomi was looking confused after the girl before her eyes locked with Katie's and she all but jumped over the counter to get to her. Her lips were on Katie's right away and she held her close. "I've missed you sooo much Katie, really, really a lot. How did you sleep? Have you slept at all? I haven't. But it's good if you did. You should have. Are you hungry? What you wanna eat? Not me, obviously, I'm working. Well we could, after I fed you, but apparently Effy's here so I'd have to wake her first so we'd have the back-room. That would be good, Hi Emily! Emily could start kissing Effy's arse then, you know? How have you slept Ems? Hungry? Shit, you're still active, aren't you?" And then she laughed, pressing her lips back to Katie's after bombarding her with all those informations at once.
"What you wanna drink, then?" She asked from behind the counter, smiling brightly at the twins.
Katie kept trying to part her lips to answer the shotgun questions that Naomi was shooting their way, but was unable to do so. She eventually just let her girlfriend talk until she went back behind the counter and asked them for their drink order. Katie thought for a moment and then smiled. "What was that drink called... Orange kisses Coke?"
Emily gave Naomi a brief smile and sat down on one of the high stools that were tucked under the bar. "Just water please, Naomi, I'm parched. Have you been up all night also? I have. Couldn't sleep. Couldn't stop thinking. It's all totally fucked. Fucked..."
Katie interrupted her twin. "Oh for fucks sakes, Emily."
"Ssshhh, Katie. Emily's sad enough, aren't you Ems?" Big, too huge sympathetic eyes locked on Emily's as Naomi leaned over the counter, almost in Emily's face. "I know it's all fucked, but it doesn't have to be, has it? I've not slept, five days and counting." She threw her hands up. "Yay! But you know, she's in the back-room, so you could wake her, but Millie said not before noon but what's noon right?" She somehow magically let a drink appear in front of Katie, smiling brightly. "For you my love. My only love, the only love I love. The only love I will love have to love for love. It's love."
She was almost climbing onto the counter to kiss Katie and really fighting to still look pitiful for Emily as she slid a glass of water towards Emily. Which, also, had magically appeared.
Katie chuckled lightly at her girlfriend's antics... apparently being sleep deprived and coked up for five days made her the sappiest person on earth. Even if she was annoyed that both her twin and her girlfriend were loaded... it could be worse.
They could be hitting on each other, for instance. Her face scrunched, 'Naomi and Emily?' She thought with a laugh. Naw, that wouldn't ever really happen. Well, it almost did, before Naomi had started crying out for her when Ems tried to shag her.
"Why are you smirking, looking all smug Katie? Emily is in pain." Demanded Naomi with wide eyes.
Her head tilted to the side to see her twin looking at her with huge eyes, just like Naomi's. "I'm not looking smug, you just can't see straight." She laughed a little at the unintentional pun.
With a grin Naomi rolled her eyes and walked around the counter to stand between Katie's legs. She wrapped her girlfriend's arms around her own waist, clasped her hands over Katie's and leaned on her front with her back, facing Emily. "We need a game-plan, babe. Emily needs help now she's helped us, we need to help her."
Emily finally piped up, her mouth never stopping. "You don't have to do that. Just because Eff and me did, you know doesn't mean you do. It was just something we wanted to do. Because you're family. And you were both being stupid. Needed a good kicking the both of you. But you got it now. No problem. Just fun and love and all that gooey shit. Bleh... shit."
Katie clamped her hand over Emily's mouth to stop her talking before just sighing and letting it happen.
"We're here, yeah, guess we're hungry. Don't know, actually."
"Good." Grinned Naomi, "then fuck off to the back-room, if you do it right maybe you'll get to eat." She wriggled her brows very seductively. Turning to Katie she smiled and kissed her. "What you want? Eggs? Toast? Both? Just beans? Afterwards, when Emily's failed to win Effy's cold, cold, broken heart back, we can think of a way to help because they're family too and we need to help them."
"Thought you said after noon, that Millie said not to wake her before then. If she's sleeping she probably needs it, just like you do, Naomi, because you're talking a lot, and fast, and not all of it really ties back together with the sentences before..."
Katie just gave up and let her sister keep going until she ran out of things to say. "Beans on toast with some eggs on the side?" Katie asked gently. "She's obviously not hungry, neither are you."
"Oh I'm hungry, and I promise to even open my mouth because I like it. A lot. I was scared though, remember? I made it a whole experiment where you had no idea what I was doing. I didn't want you to see my face if I didn't like it, but I did and god you almost broke my neck that day. It was really, really, really awesome." Beamed Naomi, her head turned to Katie.
"What...!?" Katie said, her face flushing deep red.
"Yeah, right Naomi!" Emily started. "And Naomi's going to get Alzheimers and forget everything, but she'll remember when you first made her cum in your mouth. Saw Stars. Yep, won't know your name though. Should start wearing a name-tag. I'd suggest getting her name tatted on you, Naoms, but I'm not a huge fan of that. Symbols or pictures, maybe, but not Names. Only family. Kids, Parents, siblings, you know, the ones that are like, forever? So yeah, Kay, Naomi like stars."
"She's right." Nodded the blonde with a serious expression. "I'll remember. I promise, no I swear. Everything that is holy for me, I swear that I will never forget that moment. It was so magical, Katie. There was this volcano in my tummy and then, when it fucking erupted I was flying. Remember?"
"God Naomi! Fucking stop talking!" Katie shrieked.
"Don't be shy about it, twi... win... twinnie.. twinsie... it's good that she'll remember that, yeah. Ooooh, Naomi, you should get a volcano tattoo'd on you! Somewhere inconspi... inconspicu... incons... somewhere where most people won't see, yeah? Like on your thigh, or your tit, or you could have one upside down right over your cunt. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA... that would be hilarious. Hot Lava. But it's red, and maybe having red down there wouldn't be the best place. Yeah, not there. What about your arse?"
"Katie's not shy." Defended Naomi bouncing in her girlfriend's arms, which were holding her very, very tightly, almost cutting off her circulation. "Remember here, the hallway? That was not shy, Katie's a tiger, a real caged animal. Like yesterday, or the day before I don't remember. I was soo fucked and flying and then Katie was there, on the balcony and we just did it and Emily, she didn't care that Effy the perv was standing there watching it. She just went with it. She's not really shy, she just needs to be put in the mood. Effy's not shy either, I can't count the times she's shagged someone when I was laying next to them, or on the ground or in the passenger seat. But you know that already, don't you Emily? Just like you weren't shy. God you almost had me naked before we left the club back then but hey Katie..." Turning back to Katie she grinned, her nose crinkling, "think you owe me a ride in the pool, baby-doll."
And the worst thing was that she really thought she was being seductive.
Katie's face resembled the colour of a overly ripe tomato, and she was just sat there with her mouth hanging open like she was a Venus fly trap trying to catch flies. Luckily there weren't any around.
Emily's eyes darkened, she bit roughly into her lip before taking a drink of her water, then resumed the gnawing at her bottom lip. "How many others does Effy have besides Robyn and Cook?"
"Loads." Nodded Naomi and put a very sympathetic hand on Emily's shoulder. "I cant count them."
Emily shied away from the touch and forced a smile on her face. She picked up her water and left her twin and Naomi. Her hand reached over the bar for the pack of fags Naomi left there, and the lighter, and moved into a booth in the back, one that was hidden away at the shadows.
"Could have worded that a bit better, Naoms." Katie chided the blonde but slipped her arms around the blonde's waist, pulling her in closer.
"What did I say?" Wondered the blonde and tried to remember. "Did I call her a lesbian mouth rapist? Shit, I really tried not to. I need to apologise."
Katie looked at her girlfriend with a blank expression before she started laughing. "A what? Where did that even come from?"
Naomi's eyes were wide and she was sure, sooo sure that her nose would be growing in a minute but she couldn't out Emily. "Well, you know... she was trying to go down on me that one time."
Katie's eyebrow lifted. "Was that before or after she broke your amp table?"
"After... after... defiantly after. That's where I started screaming for you, shit... probably traumatised her. She doesn't need that right now, maybe I should apologise. Or I draw her a picture. I could... I could paint a big sorry, my vadge and you on it. Not Emily. And a blushing smiley, sooo sorry. Think that might help?"
Katie was barely controlling her laughter. "Yeah... I think that would help. Do you have paints?"
"Of course." Naomi almost looked offended at the question. "Who doesn't? Sometimes I have to apologise because I act like a twat and drawing pictures always helps, Katie." She said in a duh voice.
"Well... get on that, then, baby. I'm sure it will be well received." Katie said with a smirk.
She glanced over to her twin who was staring at her glass of water, her eyebrows furrowed and she was concentrating on the water so hard that the older twin wondered if she was trying to bring it to a boil with her eyes.
Naomi was across the counter, yelling Katie's food order into the kitchen before getting a big piece of paper and her paints. She went to work instantly and after only ten minuets, three fags and loads of swearing she showed it secretly to Katie behind the counter. "So, what do you say?"
Katie was looking at a huge vagina, which was brown since Naomi had no rose or red. It had all important parts but still, it looked a bit like an arm with a wart. Then, then there was Emily's name, crossed out, and Katie's, underlined. She painted a huge, blue smiley under it which was saying; "Sorry that I cried for your sister when you tried to go down on me. Don't be traumatised."
"So? You like it?" She was bouncing on her heels as Katie was staring at her masterpiece.
If that picture didn't bring a smile to Emily's face, nothing would. "It's beautiful, baby. Should we go bring it to her?"
Naomi nodded with a huge smile and came back around the counter, gripping Katie's hand tightly. Her eyes looked nervous as they walked to Emily.
Katie walked along, carefree as they approached her twin, who's gaze snapped up to the two of them in relative confusion. "Naomi has something she wants to give you, Ems." The older twin said.
Emily looked from her twin to the blonde, then nodded.
Naomi was shuffling her feet and biting her lip, looking up through her lashes as she blushed. "I made this for you... so you wont be traumatised any-more." And then she thrusted the huge paper into Emily's hands and looked to Katie with a scared expression, fearing that her masterpiece wouldn't be well received.
Emily took the offered painting with a smile and she looked at it.
She didn't know what the fuck to say to that. Though it was horribly off, she guessed that the brown looking shape was a vagina, simply because Naomi had gone so far as to make a little clit and hood at the top with a slightly different brown colour. She couldn't help but smile though when she continued down to see her name, crossed out, and then Katie's.
The best part was where the smiley was apologizing. "It's beautiful Naomi, though I don't think I can hang this one on my wall. But I'm not traumatized from eating snatch, that'd be Effy... thanks to me."
"You didn't. You stopped because I was crying." She turned to Katie with a bright red head. "She really didn't. Her mouth was not on me. Never. Well, not down there. But that doesn't mean that I didn't want to." She turned back to Emily, her face ever redder. "I promise that it wasn't you. I'd have shagged the fuck out of you, that night, but I couldn't. It wasn't you." She finally remembered something and stage whispered to Emily: "Now you said it. I told Katie that it was pride why I called you a lesbian mouth rapist. Now you said yourself and here I drew you a picture." She shook her head with a disappointed expression.
"I still like the picture." Emily smiled, no longer having to fake it.
"So... Emily's the lesbian mouth rapist?" Katie asked, confused.
"She is." Nodded Naomi and threw Katie an all-saying-look that didn't really say anything.
"Uh huh..." Katie mumbled sceptically.
"I didn't mean to though, Kay. I didn't know that Effy was an oral virgin, and so when she put her mouth right there, I just fucking lost it, yeah? Fucking couldn't help myself, I needed her mouth on me. Surely you can understand that, Kay. I'm sure Naomi's mouth is well talented, at least that's my guess from hearing you two shagging from a room away. I'm surprised that no one has complained to the management for your loud mouth. Naoms, you could always do something about that mouth. Just speed up to 68 and then flip around!"
"My mouth is very talented." Agreed Naomi but then her face fell and she looked at Katie with wide eyes. "But Katie and I are having problems in bed right now."
Emily's brows furrowed. "What problems? It didn't sound like it. Seemed like a fucking good sex life to me. C'mon... tell Dr. Emily, professional homo sex therapist."
"Okay." Whispered Naomi and looked to the ground. "It's lesbian bed death. It's a thing."
"For how long? Since when? No desire to partake? Outside sources fucking it up? Oh GOD, I'm not fucking your sex life, am I... well not fucking it... but fucking it... fucking it, you know?" Emily said rapidly.
"No, no." Naomi said in a soothing voice before looking to Katie. "Tell Emily it's not her."
The older twin's amused face looked to her twin. "It's not you."
"Well what is it then?" Emily said with a quirked brow.
"It's us." Sighed Naomi dramatically and brought Katie into her arms. "We just... we haven't had sex in over 30 hours and it's worrying, really. The last time was when Effy the perv watched, on the balcony. Before she fucked off fucking you Emily." Another sigh left her lips when a customer asked for her help. "Be right there mate."
"No, no I'm supposed to pick Rob up. Could you tell him I'm waiting, love?" The young man asked and Naomi frowned at him. "I would but I don't know where he lives." Her attention was back on the twins when the bloke looked at her like she'd lost it and pulled a phone to his ear. "See Ems, it's not you. It's us. We're losing the desire."
"This sort of thing happens sometimes. It isn't a loss of desire, but there are other things on your minds other priorities." Emily looked to her twin for a minute, then back to Naomi. "I'm sure that you being high for four days straight hasn't been a help since Katie doesn't do drugs. Just saying mate, she's gotta be feeling left out. It's one thing to snort up together, but if only one of you does it, the other might feel that you have to be high to be able to get it on, you know? Not saying that's it, but it could be part of it."
Naomi nodded and let go of Katie, walking to the counter to make a drink for the waiting bloke and see how far Katie's breakfast was. "What you drinking, babe?" He ordered a lager and explained that he was supposed to be picking Rob up, there at the pub. That he was in the back. "Oh, well I'll get him."
And then she gave him the drink and left to look for Rob in the back-room.
Katie watched her girlfriend walk away before turning back to her twin. "Sorry about that."
"For what?" Emily asked quickly.
"Well, for showing up, and the fact that some of us aren't very tactful right now." She said apologetically.
"Not to worry, it is what it is."
Naomi came back, about five minutes later with Rob who looked worse for wear. His hair stood to all direction, his clothes were wrinkled and he looked like he hadn't had shut his eyes at all. He smiled at his mate, hugged him and ordered a lager which Naomi prepared instantly.
Another five minuets later the chef yelled for her and she brought Katie the tray with her food. "Enjoy." She smiled and kissed her forehead, placing another coke-orange drink next to her plate before walking back to the counter.
Emily was quiet, watching Katie eat with her legs bouncing under the table. She watched the bloke, Robyn, getting a pint at the bar next to the one who had asked for him, saying he was there to pick him up.
Emily didn't care about that, she cared that he had that 'just fucked' look and her blood began to boil. So apparently Effy wasn't in the right state of mind to fucking hold her, but she was just fine to get fucked? "Bullshit." She grumbled under her breath, which caught her twin's attention.
"What?"
"Nothing." Emily said as she started to get up. Emily placed her hand on the table. "Nothing for you to worry about at least." She said before walking toward the bar, her pace steady and quick.
"Shit." Katie said as she got up and ran to her twin, spinning her around before she could get to Robyn. "Ems, it isn't worth it, yeah?" She hugged her then, holding the younger twin to her in a fierce embrace.
Naomi looked over to the twins and frowned, thinking what she might have done again. It wasn't her, she was sure. She hadn't been there. She walked around the counter and caught Katie's eye, asking her if everything was okay but then the door opened, to the back and Effy sauntered into the actual pub.
She looked just like she always did, that were the ups with her style... she could wake up, wipe her eyes, brush her teeth and look like she'd spent hours by the mirror. "Get me a water, please." She croaked, clearing her throat before her eyes saw where Naomi stood. "Never mind, I'll get it." And then Effy vanished behind the counter to look for her water.
Emily was just pushing forward to get to Robyn when she saw a movement at the corner of her eyes, attracting her gaze. She stopped struggling against her twin when she saw exactly who it was and her breath got caught up in her throat.
The brunette was gulping down the water like she needed it to survive and Naomi dashed towards her, almost tripping over the tiny step that you had to get up to be behind the bar. Effy reached for her and helped her keeping her balance and then Naomi softly walked up to her and stroked her cheek. "I'm sorry."