Hello, I hope if you're reading this that you are well. I have to apologise, I really did not intend to leave everyone hanging for over a month. I've been working on this little by little ever since chapter 25 was posted.
I did not neglect it. It's just been coming more slowly.
Mosy of my time right now is work, work, work. Whether it's at that grocery store or things I've been volunteering for, it has just been sucking up my time. Also, when I do have free time, nowadays it's often spent with one of my friends who has been struggling quite a bit, so even if we are sitting in a room saying nothing and doing nothing and basically just staring at each other or the wall, it takes up all the time I would otherwise have to write.
This was originally going to be the last chapter, but I decided to split it to give you guys something. The other half is not written and to be honest I have no idea how long it will take. But I know exactly what is going to happen, if that's any comfort. So loves, hang in there, because I am not abandoning this baby. It will have an ending.
I warn that for the first part of this chapter, there are stupid ass stereotypes that are spewed and they are kind of funny but can also be annoying, I guess.
Fouf's was the last place on earth she wanted to be. Especially with these people. She didn't feel like associating with anyone, so how was Cook able to convince her to come to this stupid little get together was beyond her.
She was seated at a table surrounded by Freddie, Cook and Effy. All giggling drunkenly while she just leaned her chin on the table's surface and rolled her eyes.
She watched a tiny drop of condensation from one of their cold beers roll down the glass of the bottle, leaving a watery trail behind while most of the other areas around it were still a little frosty. On any other day she would have been happy to join them but tonight…tonight just felt a little eerie. Like something was purposefully dragging her out of her house to let something pop off. Forcing something into motion. She didn't know what, she just knew she wanted to get the fuck out of the place. So of course when she was about to get up and leave, the three other at the table had to stand and loudly welcome the newly arrived guests.
"Ah, fuck," she said under her breath and leaned back against her seat. Slouching into it as much as possible to try and hide herself from view.
She could see the redhead from here, smiling that dazzling smile of hers and greeting her friend with such enthusiasm that it made Naomi wonder if she was faking it. She knew in the back of her mind that it was a dumb thought. Emily was a genuine person and she didn't greet people like that all the time. She was just nice…unlike herself. She crossed her arms over her chest and waited for anyone to spot her, hoping that they wouldn't.
As soon as that thought was completed, Emily turned her head in Naomi's direction. Her face dropped slightly in surprise, but then another emotion covered it completely. She stared at Naomi and the blonde stared back. All the intoxication around the two girls put aside to allow them to have their tiny moment. Emily very obviously looked her up and down, even though the table was in the way of her view. Then she was moving toward her and Naomi began to panic.
Her thoughts were swirling around each other, trying to mesh together the best plan to get out of the situation she was about to be in. It was going to be incredibly awkward.
Okay so after the embarrassing and very obvious way she had been avoiding Emily in that one class during first semester, she'd dropped any courses that had even an inkling of a chance that Emily would be in them. She had hardly seen any of her friends, she'd stayed in and done her work. Had it been immature to go to such lengths to avoid someone who wouldn't hurt a fly? Maybe. But she didn't really care.
And that's why when even third semester arrived, she'd seen Emily on the first day, with the rest of the gang, she had gotten her ass out of there as quickly as possible.
It was easy to avoid people when you didn't speak or go out. But eventually they all just ganged up on her, which is how she ended up here.
And maybe it was a little ridiculous because not seeing Emily for two semesters meant that Naomi had even wasted a summer by herself, which was kind of depressing. Shit. Where the fuck had the time gone? It hadn't felt that long.
Maybe someone had drugged her for the entirety of the time and her perception of time had become incredibly fucked up.
Or maybe she had been kidnapped and the experience had been so terrible that she had to ask someone to erase her memory of the past year, kind of like that hot spy she'd seen on reruns of that show…what was it called?
Fuck, she couldn't remember.
But that was a good and perfectly plausible excuse, right? Yeah. She was going to use that.
Then Emily was in front of Naomi with her cute smile and less than innocent eyes and sexy array of clothing and her red hair and it was too much to witness for not seeing her in over a year. Some embarrassing noises emerged from her mouth as she tried to formulate the sentences that would get her out of that bar safely and then her mouth hung open for a moment like she'd been dazed. She felt stupid over panicking about something so…stupid. So to cover it up, she blurted something she knew would get Emily away.
She slammed her fist on the table and stood abruptly, "So how's the rug munching going?"
Emily furrowed her brow in alarm and almost everyone in the establishment turned to look. She saw Emily about to open her mouth in response, but Naomi beat her to the punch once again, "You big bulldyke, I bet you came here on a big gay motorcycle."
She grabbed the beer that Cook had left behind to greet the twins and she chugged it. Usually people drank before speaking to someone so they could tell them how they really felt. She was drinking to give her the courage to go through with her own plans of being a complete fucking asshole.
People around them were holding back their laughter at the scene. She could tell by the way the ends of their mouths crinkled awkwardly and how they looked away for a moment to gather their bearings before taking a glance at the scene again.
She removed the bottle from her mouth and walked a few feet towards Emily acting more drunk than she already was, "I wouldn't be friends with a scissor slut, ha!" she let out a ridiculously fake and loud guffaw. The patrons in the room broke down, she could hear them chuckling at her act. The she looked at Emily properly and she almost broke down. The girl looked so incredibly upset. She was on the verge of tears, for sure, but the blonde kept going, "You nasty little…" there was a pause where she couldn't really think of an insult, "Clitty-licker!"
Wow, that was weak.
She shoved her way past Emily, ignoring the gulp of air she could hear from the redhead. People only breathed like that when they were crying.
"Cunt waaagon!" she said while walking backwards, beer in her hand to keep the image of an inebriated someone. She was about to take the last step out of the door, but felt that she needed one more shitty insult to make it work. She looked around for aid and saw someone eating a muffin by their lonesome at a table on her left.
"Slut muffin!" and she was out the door seconds later. She took a seat on the curb of the road. She heard footsteps emerge from the bar. They were quick and hasty and light. Unmistakeably Emily's.
Naomi listened to them fade. And then she heard nothing.
Nothing made noise anymore. Not the voice in her head. Not her beating heart.
Everything was just empty.
ooo
She kissed Emily just below her hip and watched the smaller girl squirm beneath her.
"Stop that, it tickles."
Naomi grinned into soft skin and kissed it once more just to irritate her lover before moving back up and settling herself on top of Emily. She reached lower for the duvet that had fallen somewhere around her waist and she lifted it up over their heads to cover them in darkness.
"Hey, I can't see you now."
Emily chuckled, "Well what did you expect?"
Naomi lifted part of the material up slightly on one side. The early morning light seeped into the dome and the blonde was able to see the light reflected in Emily's eyes. "There you are." she smiled.
"You're such a dork underneath it all."
"Sh, don't tell."
She felt hands smooth themselves over her back and fingers trace her spine. She shivered and sealed their shelter by dropping the comforter once again.
"Em, we're in a spaceship."
Emily laughed and rested her hands against the small of Naomi's back. She hummed for a moment before speaking, "You know, I..." she paused mid-sentence, like what she was about to say was difficult.
Naomi leaned down and kissed whichever part of Emily's face her lips came in contact with. This happened to be her nose. She felt it crinkle under her affection. A sigh escaped her lips before she spoke, "What is it? No point in being shy all of a sudden, Em. You haven't really been since the day I met you." she laughed to herself, thinking of all the times in the past when she would shrink away because Emily was being so straightforward.
"It's just…fuck…this is so surreal!" the redhead exclaimed. Naomi could feel the energy emanating from Emily's body. Her excitement over the night's events was adorable. The blonde slipped the cover off again so she could see Emily's face.
"You're adorable, you know that?"
"As a matter of fact…I do." Emily grinned.
"Your modesty kills me. But I guess if you weren't so up yourself we wouldn't be here right now."
"No, we would still be here even if I hadn't lifted a finger."
Naomi rested her right elbow on the part of the mattress beside Emily's face. "How, exactly?" she let her head fall into her hand and she waited for Emily's answer.
"Because you simply can't resist me. I am irresistible. Especially to you. If you tried to pull away you would somehow end up running back towards me. I am an endless cycle that replays itself in your life and mind and you will never, ever escape." Emily inserted her own maniacal laughter at the end of the sentence.
"How long have you been waiting to say that?"
"Not long, I'm just really good at talking out of my ass."
"Now that, I can agree with. But I am also a professional when it comes to that so we are evenly matched."
Emily smiled widely and Naomi couldn't help but stare. With her cheek squished lazily against her hand she took in the shine in Emily's eyes; the playful twinkles that had always been present when she was joking around with the blonde. More than that, the warmth and heat that breathed through the irises like magma that flowed beneath the earth's surface, ready to forcefully emerge from its chasm. Emily's eyes had always acted as a conduit to Naomi. When Emily's body language was cold, her eyes would act everything out for her. When her words didn't carry any ounce of truth, her eyes would compromise her straight away. She'd always been able to tell when she should flee because of Emily's eyes. Whenever things got too hot - too serious. Though she tried to fight it, she knew she was toast since the beginning. The force was always too strong. That pull eventually allowed each of their diverging lives to converge and result in the most breathtaking eruption either of them have ever experienced.
And that left them lying together in Naomi's bed, enjoying each other's company, previous insecurities now dormant deep inside their brains.
"Why did you say 'everything' when I asked you what you were doing?" Naomi asked suddenly, her confusion around the answer resurfacing as she thought back.
"Well…" Emily began, looking up at the ceiling before looking at Naomi again, "At that moment I was doing everything I wanted to do. I was holding you and touching you and connecting with you…and loving you. And it was mutual. Is mutual. And in that moment it was everything. I felt complete after so much time having been spent pining." she sighed and looked at the window, "That sounds kind of pathetic, doesn't it?"
Naomi touched her fingers to Emily's cheek softly, waiting for the redhead's gaze to land on her again. When it did, she frowned, "Hey…" her thumb picked up the tiny droplets of water that were gathering on Emily's face, "Don't cry." The blonde leaned forward and placed a kiss on the redhead's lips, the water from the brown orbs having made a stream all the way down to the redhead's mouth. The salty taste reminded Naomi of the sea. Emily was her sea. All consuming and life providing. Naomi was just the anchor in the massive, impressive abyss. "You're brave and strong and you're the most determined person I know. I don't think that's the least bit pathetic. That you had the patience to deal with me at all is proof. I was the cause of so much trouble for you. And you stuck around anyway. Even when I was an ass."
Emily's laugher broke through the watery veil. Naomi grinned and tapped the redhead's nose with her index finger.
"Oh…Do you want ice or something…for your face?" She asked, looking sheepish because she'd forgotten to ask earlier.
"No…A bit late now… and I'd forgotten that it was pounding before you brought it up, so thanks for that."
Naomi smirked, "Sorry. If it's any consolation, mine hurts too."
Emily leaned up and swiftly kissed Naomi's nose, "No, that just makes me sad." Emily pouted.
"Oh, sorry. I'll try not to get punched in the face ever again."
"Good."
There was a moment of silence, in which they just looked at each other, as if trying to make sense of how they really got there. Naomi felt the need to reach out and touch Emily. Her fingers fell upon the redhead's forehead and followed an imaginary line down the side of her face, knuckles then brushing her cheek. She uncurled her fist and let the pad of her middle finger take a turn towards Emily's mouth, tracing her bottom lip. Emily closed her eyes and opened her mouth slightly. Naomi felt the soft, shallow breaths against the palm of her hand. She paused and let her hand tremble over the mouth. Feeling like Emily's breath was flowing through her veins by means of the pores in her hand and making everything incredibly warm. She wondered if she should remove the duvet that had fallen to rest around her lower back, but decided against it, even with the heat coming from both of them. She rather enjoyed the feeling of the material on her back with Emily's hands underneath it, the redhead lightly dragging her nails across the skin.
The blonde's hand continued travelling, down Emily's neck, watching her swallow and then sigh as response. She felt like she was conducting an experiment, watching which movements got which reaction from the girl below her. She loved it.
Other friends often found it weird how much she loved just watching people. It was the most fascinating thing. And having Emily at the tip of her fingers to observe and touch freely was the most wondrous thing she could ever experience.
She reached Emily's chest and put a light pressure on it, feeling the quaking heart underneath skin and bone. A contrast to the calm and relaxed exterior of the girl being swallowed by the bed.
Naomi let her eyes stray from the chest she was touching and back to Emily's face, noting that the light resting on it wasn't as bright as she wanted it to be. The brightest star hadn't emerged from the clouds when earth had done its turn, but it didn't deter her from finding the dismal lighting quite beautiful in the way it adhered to Emily's features. The way the shadows reformed even with the tiniest movement made Naomi think that a story was playing out on Emily's skin. One that included mythical animals shape shifting across the smooth expanse of the redhead's visage; a halcyon flying high above everyone else, making sure to lead them the right way when they needed it.
The blonde was one of the ones that followed. She trailed it until she came to the edge of a cliff and it swooped down so that she was able to grab it by the talons. Complete trust into letting her weight be carried by the small bird.
She smiled at the tale being played out in her head.
She kept her view trained on Emily's closed eyes as her hand moved lower, smoothing across the girl's breast to her ribs, carefully counting them until her fingers couldn't feel the protective arches anymore. She dragged her nails past the hip until her hand came to the final slope. Her hand dipped and she watched Emily gasp when her fingers hit the girl's centre.
Naomi's middle and index fingers ventured even lower, immersing themselves in the redhead and feeling the girl coat the fingers. The blonde's breathing picked up as she started off slowly, Emily hugging her fingers as she leaned down and kissed the redhead.
She felt like she was providing Emily's oxygen as her hand worked that tiny bit faster, making the other girl's hips roll more roughly into her hand. Naomi broke the kiss and dropped her head to the crook of Emily's neck, wanting to listen to the sharp intakes of breath as they grew more and more ragged.
Hands were now on her upper back, clutching her as tightly as they could. Gripping her like they couldn't quite comprehend that she was there to stay. Then the nails digging into her skin. Every tiny, crescent shaped graze stamped itself into her skin to tell her that she was no longer only half illuminated, but the girl writhing underneath her was lighting her up inside to her full potential.
Her arm worked faster, muscles tearing into themselves to do whatever it took to fill the other person below her.
Emily's revved breathing transitioned to a guttural groan, keeping up with the constant and swiftly changing gears of the woman on top of her.
The breathless moans in Naomi's ear were becoming more frequent, the burn in her arm heightening, the ache of the tender skin on her back making her impetuous.
Then Emily began muttering sweet fucking nothing into her ear and the blonde responded by kissing her neck. Her teeth descended onto the soft skin, driving Emily to claw at her back one last hard time before lodging her nails into the flesh and staying there.
Naomi's thigh joined the wave, allowing her to reach deeper and more into her lover, wanting to devastate Emily the same way the redhead had done to her.
Because the blonde was completely open and naked - the city she'd spent so long building to shelter herself had been completely laid to waste. The frontier, the traps, the barriers had all been crushed and everything inside had been raided to allow her to open her eyes to her own personal revolution.
She only wanted to see Emily completely. Even the most open people have a veil. This was the last layer between them and she fucking wanted it gone.
Naomi lifted her head just as Emily's eyes fluttered opened and the last thrust was given.
She watched Emily's eyes roll back, watched her swim and play between every ripple of pleasure as her own city was torn down.
Naomi hand slowed but her gaze was locked on Emily. When the brown of the redhead's eyes finally emerged to connect with her own blue, she felt like she was being transported somewhere else entirely. It was like Emily's metropolis had engulfed her. Everything around them sounded like white static except their own breathing.
They were finally connected and on the same level. Drifting and only aware of each other.
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"You have to get to the community centre." Freddie's voice shouted at her through the receiver.
"Why?"
"I completely fucking forgot with all this stuff going on with Will, there's that group playing there today, do you remember?"
Naomi wracked her brain until she came across a memory from months ago when she discussed going to the very same thing that Freddie was referring to. "Shit…Okay I'll be there, there's no way in hell I'm missing that."
"Sweet. I'll see you there then."
She hung up and took one last drag from her smoke before stabbing it against the railing of the balcony and throwing it down below.
She entered her room to find Emily tinkering around with her sound system.
"Em?"
"Hmmm?" the redhead replied while running her finger along the edge of one of the many records lined up on a shelf beside one of the speakers.
"Freddie just reminded me that I've been planning to attend something since over a month ago today…and I really want to go. You can come though."
Emily's hand froze as she turned her head towards Naomi, "Okay." she replied, with a tiny pleased smile overtaking her features afterward.
"All right."
They moved around the room, getting dressed properly…or well enough to be seen in public, at least, with Emily wearing clothes too big for her because she didn't want to wear the ones from the day before so she had to borrow Naomi's…again.
They were in the doorway when the blonde commented on it.
"You're going to own my entire wardrobe by the end of the year." she said, leaning on the wall and trying to pull her shoes on without undoing the laces.
"Good. They're comfortable…when I'm not tripping over them or getting lost in them."
Naomi smirked and opened the door to let them out, but of course they were interrupted.
"Naomi…" Gina called from her bedroom. Then blonde could hear her making her way towards them.
"I'd like to ask you what this mess is on my door?"
Naomi shut the door and looked at the swirling design she'd drawn days earlier when she'd gotten bored.
"Ummm…"
"And in the living room there is a very noticeable painting on the wall…"
"Ha…." Naomi lifted her hand and rubbed the back of her neck nervously.
"It's nice.". her mum filled in quickly, smiling.
The blonde dropped her hand and said "Thanks, mum." she looked down at her shoes.
"What happened to my snarky girl? Did she disappear in the last twenty four hours?"
"I've whipped her into shape." Emily smiled while looking at Naomi, whose head shot up. "Shut up, both of you."
"That was short-lived." Gina responded. She turned around and walked back down the hallway, "Anyway…have a good time…wherever it is that you're going." she waved them off.
They exited the apartment minutes later, the fresh air hitting them the second they stepped outside. There was a slight fog hanging in the air and Naomi was squinting because despite being covered by the clouds, the sun still made it a bit too bright for her eyes.
"Whoa…" she covered her eyes with her hands.
"Come on." her hand was taken away from her face by Emily, who held it and pulled her along the sidewalk to begin their way towards wherever she felt like bringing them.
"Where are we going?" Naomi questioned, trotting slightly behind the smaller girl.
"Well we have a few hours to kill before seeing Freddie, so might as well do something. I want to see a movie."
They walked together until they arrived in front of some large doors, where on the other side Naomi could see the already huge queue to get tickets.
She watched Emily trying to push the door opened and laughed when she was only able to push it a few centimetres. The blonde laid her palm flat against the wood forced it opened.
"I don't understand why they would make those stupid doors so heavy, do they realise how many people pass through them daily?" Emily complained, embarrassed and red in the face.
"It's okay little one, you will one day be able to push open a door."
Emily dragged her into a line and they waited with everybody else. Naomi looked down at their joined hands for a minute before looking up and catching some other person's eye. They looked away quickly to make it look like they hadn't been staring. Naomi looked around and felt like so many other people had their eyes on them and she began to feel something making her stomach turn. Nerves suddenly made her hands feel clammy and when Emily squeezed her hand she pulled it away and wiped it on her pants, but didn't return it to Emily's hold. They weren't in the sheltered safety of her bedroom anymore. She turned in the line and faced the front, hearing her name being said softly. Ignored it. Then a hand was on her shoulder and a voice in her ear in harmony with the voice in her head.
"What's wrong, Nai?"
The hand slid down her arm until it reached her own and it intertwined their fingers again.
"I feel like everyone's staring at us."
They both moved up a bit in the line.
"Well maybe they are, but you have to stop assuming that it's with bad intention," Emily said while stepping beside her, their hands still connected at her side. She waited for Naomi to catch her eye, "It's because we're sexy." a cheeky smile plastered itself to her face.
Naomi laughed loudly and after her outburst the smile on her face didn't let up because she was too busy watching Emily laugh. Her smile eclipsed the annoying people staring and she couldn't give a crap if they looked at them at all anymore.
They finally reached the front and got their tickets, then they ran up the escalators, even thought there was a significant amount of time before the movie started.
Emily purchased a bag of popcorn despite Naomi incessantly commenting on how expensive it was and how the redhead was wasting her money by buying it from the cinema.
They made their way into the theatre and sat in the very back to watch all the other people pile in. They sometimes giggled at the public's awkward indecision; how they would stand in front of one row of seats then pivot seconds later because they couldn't decide which row was "better".
Finally the lights dimmed and Naomi rolled her eyes because she didn't actually want to be inside. She wanted to be outside. But then she looked at Emily and she was reminded that all she wanted to do was spend time with her. She didn't want anymore of it wasted on fighting it.
Her eyes never left Emily for the entire first half of the movie. She watched the numerous lighting changes in the movie play across Emily's face and light it up. The twinkle in Emily's eyes reflected every frame of the motion picture and transitioned from joy to sorrow in time with the film, like a reel with hundreds of tiny photos curled around it.
She got the sudden urge to look into Emily's eyes.
"Em…" she whispered. The redhead ignored her.
"Eeeeem" a little louder.
Naomi noticed the slight twitch in amusement on the other girl's cheek, holding back a smile.
She swiftly grabbed the popcorn bag from Emily, some of the puffed up kernels flying in all directions as she pulled it from Emily's grasp. She looked into the oversized paper bag and grabbed a handful and stuffed it into her mouth, crunching it loudly just to try and annoy the redhead to get her attention. Emily leaned her elbow on the armrest that was furthest away from Naomi and continued watching the screen.
Naomi swallowed and grabbed more of the snack. She glanced at the handful before throwing it at Emily. The majority of the bits bounced off Emily, but some got lodged in the folds of her clothing and in her lap. One landed on top of her head. Emily sighed and picked it off her head. She threw it onto the ground and continued brushing Naomi off.
The blonde finally relented and sat back into her seat, still munching on the popcorn. Eventually she dropped the bag onto the floor and leaned towards Emily. She flicked the a piece of popcorn off the redhead's upper thigh before flattening her hand against it and letting it ride it's way higher. The closer she leaned, the further away Emily moved her upper body until she couldn't anymore.
Naomi grinned and kissed the redhead's cheek before muttering "Come on, Em." against her ear. She felt the smaller girl squirm slightly, and she pressed her lips against Emily's neck. A shudder wracked Emily's body, despite her efforts to combat it. Naomi continued teasing her and brushing her lips over any exposed skin of the girl's neck. Naomi felt Emily's shoulders trying to shrug her off, but it didn't deter her. She just laughed, her breath gliding over the redhead's skin and not helping Emily get any less flustered.
"Naomi, unlike you, I'm actually trying to watch this goddamn movie." her attempt at sounding stern failed when the blonde disregarded her protests and allowed her lips to flutter around the corner of Emily's mouth. All Emily could do was finally respond to Naomi.
She lifted a hand and curled her fingers around Naomi's neck and pulled her close, so that their lips were hovering mere millimetres apart.
Naomi could feel the redhead's steady breath against her lips and she could feel her own coming out short and a bit ragged. She felt slightly stupid for getting herself so worked up basically on her own. But she shook the thought away and tried to capture Emily's lips in her own, only to have her move just out of reach again and again.
She could practically feel Emily smiling in amusement. Just when she thought she couldn't take it anymore, the smaller girl allowed her to lean forward and engage her in a rough kiss. Their tongues clashed and Naomi felt the fire in the lower part of body explode. Her hand moved from Emily thigh to rest on the girl's shoulder while her hand cupped the redhead's face and brought her as close as it possibly could.
One of Emily's hand skimmed over the side of the blonde's body and stopped to rest on her hip. When it snuck under her shirt and she felt the cool fingers on her warm skin, stroking the curve of her hip, she jerked into the chair as if trying to drive herself through the armrest to get on top of Emily.
Both of Emily's hands were on her bare back now, pulling her, while Emily's mouth still worked in synch with her own. The redhead broke the kiss for a moment to tilt her head in the other direction before reattaching their lips. Naomi allowed her hand to slip under the back collar of Emily's shirt. The girl couldn't stop a low moan tumbling from her throat.
Naomi broke the kiss, "Sh." she scolded, smiling and letting her hand drift lower under the collar of the shirt, her fingers stretch across her the girl's back, bringing the redhead and her heat impossibly closer.
They were leaning in for another kiss when they heard an outburst of aggravated whispering coming from Naomi's side of the row, a few seats down.
Naomi's hands halted all movements, as did Emily's. The blonde strained her ears to hear over the surround sound of the film.
"…didn't come here to watch that…"
"…unacceptable…"
"…dirty, inconsiderate teenagers…"
Naomi huffed loudly and removed her hands from Emily's body. Emily frowned, catching the same parts of the phrases being spoken and thinking Naomi was going to bail on her.
The blonde stood, dusting off any excess popcorn before grabbing the bag she had previously discarded on the cinema's floor. She shook it lightly, piling all the contents left in the bag into a corner before looking in it for a moment. She bit her lip and look down the row. Her legs carried her until she was standing in front of the older women who had been complaining about she and Emily.
She held the bag at her side and looked at both women before sticking her hand out, "Hi, I'm Naomi."
When they both looked at her and didn't say a word, she retracted her hand and continued speaking, "To be quite frank, I think you should both go fuck yourselves." she smiled sweetly, "Or maybe fuck each other, it might relieve some of the angry tension I feel brewing around these parts." she squinted and lifted the bag slightly, "Did we turn you on a bit too much?" she cocked her head to the side, "I honestly think you should do something about it. I'm just trying to be nice and offer some good advice"
She walked back down the row and took hold of Emily's hand. While they walked past the women, Naomi threw the bag into the air and watched the popcorn and the kernels that had congregated at the bottom of it rain down on them.
They both exploded out of the theatre, running down the stairs, intent to get to the exit.
When they got outside, it was a bit colder. Any light that had been previously provided by the bright sky had shrunken into insignificance.
Naomi grinned and looked up, absolutely jonesing to get to the community centre with Emily, so they could be with the people they belonged with.
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