Am I the only one who is really pissed off at Naomi right about now? First she cheats on Emily then in the preview for next week she's fucking kissing Cook!! Fail :(
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We're laying in bed, our hands clasped, having just woken up. It's been another week since Emily got here, and I love her constant company. We get under each other's hair every now and then, but we just tell each other to suck it and within minutes we're all lovey dovey again. We've hardly been into college either, it's stupid really. It's like they almost want us to not show up, they make it that easy. We've been partying quite a lot, at Emily's request, not mine. She's been drinking a lot too. It's not like she's becoming an alcoholic or anything. But she's just so desperate to get away from everything that she has to get smashed. Every fucking night. I don't mean to sound so self righteous, because half the time she's wasted, so am I. I'm just worried, is all. Jenna's come over a couple of time, bearing empty threats, but Emily wouldn't see her. And when she came over with an appointment card to 'Bristol's #1 Psychiatrist', my mum told her where to stick it.
"I've been thinking…" I say, tangling our fingers together.
"About?"
"Us. This whole… situation."
"So we're a 'situation', now?" She giggles.
"No," I laugh. "You know what I mean. This… living situation."
I feel her tense suddenly "Shit, I've overstayed my welcome, haven't I? Does your mum want me to go? It's okay if she does, this is her home."
"No," I quickly say, finding it near impossible to get a word in edgeways.
"Then what?"
"What if you were to stay here, like, properly." I say, trying my best not to sound nervous.
"You mean permanently?"
"Yeah." I saw quietly. I look over and see her eyes light up, a small smile on her face.
"Do you want me to?" She asks.
"Do you want to?"
"What would your mum say?"
"Are you kidding?" I feign laughter. "I'm pretty sure she loves you more than she loves me."
She smiles. "Are you sure you'd not get sick of me?"
"Of course I would," I grin and she leans in and kisses me softly.
"Let's do it then." She smiles. The first actually genuine smile I've seen on her in a while.
"Good." I say, returning the smile.
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We stayed in bed for a little while longer before we got up and had a shower. I've always been a bit of an activist, as I'm sure you all know. And I think I've influenced Emily, because she keeps on insisting that we share a shower, to you know, save water and such. I don't buy it; I know why she does it. She makes it a little obvious, especially when she practically jumps on me and attacks me the second the bathroom door is shut. I go along with it though.
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"Are you sure you want to do this?" I ask.
"I don't want to, I have to."
I squeeze her hand as she knocks on the door. She can't just walk in anymore; it's no longer her home.
Jenna opens the door so it's just ajar. "Emily!" She says, looking delighted.
She opens it more and sees me stood there with a smirk on my face, my hand attached to Emily's.
"Fucking hell." She says, leaving the door open, but walking back inside.
I see Emily falter, but she smiles nevertheless and walks inside, me following behind her. We walk into the living room and see Emily's parents having somewhat of an argument, assumedly about Emily and I.
"Hi dad." Emily whispers.
"Hiya, kiddo." He smiles, walking over to her and giving her a hug, something which I'm sure she appreciates.
"Hi Naomi." He smiles warmly at me as well.
"Hi, Rob." I smile back at him. I always thought Emily's dad was a bit weird; maybe he's okay after all.
We all look over to Jenna who's glaring at us all.
"I thought you weren't living here anymore?" she says coldly.
"I'm not." Jenna looks shocked.
"So why are you here?"
"I'm here to tell you that I'm moving out. For good."
"Fine with me." Jenna says.
"Don't do that, love. We can work it out." Rob looks upset. He's a good dad. My dad left when I was just a baby, so because I don't remember him, I just pretend I don't have one. If I'd had one, I'd have wanted him to be something like Rob, though. He's alright, actually.
"I can't stand her, Dad." She looks at her mum heartbrokenly while she does nothing in return but glare at her. "Look at her!" She raises her voice slightly, "She hates me!"
"I don't hate you, Emily. I'm simply trying to teach you a lesson. And you shouldn't be toying with Naomi's feelings, either, making her think that you actually love her. You're using her."
Fucking. Bitch. I wish I could jump on her and rip out her eyes and choke her with them, but I won't. For Emily's sake. Plus, I believe in karma. She'll get what's coming to her one day.
Emily ignores her rude comments.
"I just thought I'd let you know." I can see her trying to appear strong, but I know her better than that. She's broken.
"Jesus Christ, Jenna." Rob yells at that stupid cunt as Emily walks up the stairs, me following her.
We find Katie in her room, "What the fuck's going on?" She asks us.
"I'm moving out."
"What?" She says, disbelievingly. "Where are you going?"
"I'm moving in with Naomi."
"Fuck, Mum's a cunt sometimes."
"Sometimes?" I scoff.
"Good point." Katie says.
"I'm going to get my stuff." Emily says, walking out of the room as I nod.
Katie walks over to the door and shuts it softly, and for a second… I'm scared. Katie and I have never seen eye to eye, but recently, things have changed, we're friends… almost.
"Please don't hurt her." She says quickly.
"What?"
"Emily loves you. And you know how fragile she is. Please, don't break her heart. It would destroy her."
"I'm a bit of an 'everything once' kind of person. But if there's one thing that I would never ever ever do, its break Emily's heart. I love her too much. I promise you." I tell her seriously.
"Good." She smiles, I think it's the first time I've actually seen her smile properly. A smile that's neither sadistic nor malicious. Not to mention sarcastic.
"Hope you weren't talking about me," Emily says, appearing behind me.
I walk over to her and give her a kiss, "Course not." I smile.
"You wanna go?" She asks.
"Ready when you are."
"'kay, one sec, yeah?"
I nod; she leaves the room and reappears soon after.
"You can come over whenever, Katie." I tell her.
"Yeah. And I'll see you at college and shit, yeah?"
"Yeah." Katie agrees. She's upset, it's obvious. Even though Em and Katie never really got on that well, I don't think they ever spent more than a couple of weeks properly apart. Being around each other is all they've ever known.
Emily awkwardly leans in and hugs Katie, and surprisingly Katie jumps at the opportunity. I hear Emily sniffle a bit, falling apart all over again. What surprises me ever more is hearing Katie crying. I step outside quietly, deciding to give them a moment alone.
"All set?" I ask when Emily reappears, wiping her eyes.
"Yeah," she half-smiles.
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Never been surer." She wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me softly.
"I'll see you later, yeah?" I lean into Katie's room and smile.
"Yeah." She sniffles a bit, trying to look like she's fine when she's not.
I nod and as I'm leaning back out she speaks again.
"Oh and Naomi," she says. "Thanks."
"For wh-" I stop when I realise what she means. I simply nod and smile again before slipping out the door.
"Let's go," She says, picking up two bags, and I pick up the other two. She doesn't bring all of her stuff, there's no need right now. We can get it later. She's just brought clothes, her laptop and some other stuff similar to that.
We walk down the stairs, making sure to go out the back door in order to avoid more shit from her mum.
"Emily, wait."
We turn around and find Rob running up to us.
"Dad, don't. Please."
"It's okay. I know why you're doing this. And between us, if I was you, I'd be doing the same."
"Thanks dad." She leans in and hugs him tightly.
"Here," he says digging through his pocket and pulling out his wallet and [assign her some cash. "Take this."
"Dad, you don't have to." She tries to protest.
"Please, darling. Take it."
She sighs and takes the money, sticking it into her pocket. "Thanks."
"I'll give you a call soon, okay?"
"Yeah. I love you, dad."
"Love you too, kid."
We turn and continue walking out the door.
"And Naomi," I turn and look back at him. "Look after her, will you?" he smiles.
"I will." I smile back at him. "Thanks Mr Fitch."
We turn around and keep walking, Emily's dad watching us until we're no longer in sight.
"So how much did your dad give you?" she moves her bags around a bit and manages to squeeze her hand into her pocket.
"Two thousand pounds."
I almost drop the bags. "Your dad gave you two thousand pounds?"
"Well, he gave me a thousand. Mum gave me the other thousand."
"Hold on, when did your mum give you-" That little angel. She grins at me.
"So I suppose tonight's drinks are Jenna then?"
"Yup." She says as we continue walking.
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We arrive home and drop the bags on the ground and sigh dramatically, flopping ourselves down on the couch. We don't speak, just lay there snuggling until my mum walks into the room.
"Hi, girls." She says.
"Mum," I say. "I kind of want to ask you something."
"Yeah?" She says, sitting down on the seat opposite us.
I sit up, Emily still lying against me as I hold onto her tightly.
"Would it be okay if Emily lived here? You know, permanently?"
"What's brought this on?" She asks.
"Well, Emily stays here 70% of the time anyway, and plus she's been living here for the past 2 weeks and I really don't want her having to go back and be miserable with the wicked witch of Britain.
"It's okay if you don't want it to happen, it was just an idea." Emily slips in.
"Emily, you're part of the family. You're always welcome here."
We both smile.
"But…" She begins and our smiles drop and I squeeze her hand. "I think I have a better idea."
"What?" I ask.
"Well… when you started high school I sort of started saving some money for after you finish college, I knew you'd probably want to go off on your own so I thought I could help."
"You mean… you think me and Emily should get a place of our own?"
"It's only a thought; the door is always open, for both of you. But you're going to be 18 in a few months, then you'll be finishing college not long after that, and you'll be wanting to move then, so why not just do it now?"
"What do you reckon?" I look at Emily and she grins.
"We should do it."
"You sure?"
"Yeah!" she leans up and kisses my lips gently. We begin to get a bit carried away and as my tongue enters her mouth I hear Mum giggling a bit.
"That's a little creepy, you know." I tell her after pulling away.
"Well I'm glad I raised you to be such a sexual person, darling. And Emily, you seem to be a quick learner."
"I think she's the quick learner! I've had experience, but considering she hasn't – wow!" Oh. My. God. I cannot believe she just said that. To my mother. If I didn't love her so much, I'd hate her.
Mum just laughs. "Cheeky," I whisper in Emily's ear. I feel her shudder a bit as she feels my breath against her skin, and I can't help but smile.
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We spend the rest of the day at home with my mum. It was kind of nice, actually. It's the first time I've spent time with her in ages, and I'm glad Emily was there. After dinner, we excuse ourselves quickly and after plenty of sexual comments from mum, we're finally in bed. My lips find hers through the darkness and things quickly heat up. She's sitting on top of me, her legs either side of my waist and her once soft kisses turn into rough, passionate ones. I push her away slightly.
"Are you sure you want to move, Emily?" I ask her, god I must sound like a broken record. I just want to make sure we're making the right decision.
"I'm sure." She rolls off me and flings her hand around my waist, pulling me close to her as I roll onto my side and mirror her until we're the closest that we could possibly be to each other. "I know we haven't been together for that long but I think this will be so good for us. When I feel something, I can tell whether it's real or not. For example…" She quickly moves her hand away from my waist and slides it up my shirt, grabbing my boob, causing my eyes to almost pop out of my head. "Real." She confirms, grinning.
"You are cheeky today, aren't you?" I grin with her. She uses her other hand to lift off my top and finds my chest again. She puts her ear up to it and listens to my fast heartbeats, something that's always caused by her just being around. She places her hands over my heart and her cold skin makes me smile. She moves her hands and replaces them with her lips, kissing me there.
"Real." She whispers again.
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I had this idea before it happened on the show, this was what I meant when I said I thought I knew what I wanted for the next few chapters, got inspired from the preview clip when Emily said she was moving out, didn't realise she'd actually go to Naomi's! Please review :D