Emily
trudged through the snowy streets of Port Charles at three twenty-
four am, wearing boots and a ski jacket over her nightgown. Her legs
were freezing. She really should have planned better before
attempting this three block walk but that's the thing, she wasn't
thinking.
She
just needed to get to him.
She
had the dream again, of her mom screaming in agony and then she
turned into her mom...and Emily was the one dying of breast cancer.
She
was fourteen and basically alone in the world, save Monica who took
her in and was trying to make her the Quatermaine Princess that God
forgot to bless the family with before now...plus Emily had
Lucky...sometimes it felt like he was all she had to call her
own...and sometimes she just needed to be by his side to make all the
nightmares and loneliness fade away.
When
she got to his house, she placed the ladder to the window and crawled
up. She had no doubt his parents knew she did this- or, at least,
Luke did. He had even waved to her out the window once. But for some
reason he didn't stop her. She was grateful for that, she needed to
be able to get to Lucky at times like this...he didn't have to say
a word, or even be awake, he just had to be there and then it would
all be better.
After
she pushed up the window and crawled inside, she stripped off her
coat and shoes, then climbed onto the top bunk.
A
little while later, he said "Hey there, Em."
"I
didn't mean to wake you up...sorry..."
He
stood up and climbed onto the bed so he could look at her. Lucky
fixed the covers on her and said "I told you to call me...you
shouldn't be walking across town alone in the middle of the
night..."
"I'm
not scared."
"Well,"
Lucky said in his calm, soothing voice, " I am for you, okay?"
"I
might not have to come here again...like this...cause I think the
dreams will stop soon...don' t you?"
"Yeah.
It just takes time...but you can still come here whenever you
want...at least till we get busted and your folks install heat
sensors and alarms on your windows."
"Thanks,
Lucky, you're a good friend."
"That's
what I am here for. Now, good night...I'll set the alarm for five
and walk you home, all right?"
"Sure..."
She couldn't help having a crush on him already- after only
knowing him a few months. Not only was he sweet, sensitive, played
the guitar, knew how to hot wire cars, and cheat at poker and black
jack, but he was hers. The first day they met he decided that and,
she could tell already, he would never change his mind.
Emily
sighed happily, and added "You're the best."
He
ducked back into bed, chuckling. "I try, I try."
XXXXXXXXXXXXX
June,
20 1997
It
was odd to have a girl as a best friend.
It
didn't take much adjusting to at first. When they met Emily just
slid into Lucky's life and soon he couldn't imagine ever leaving
Port Charles- like they left all those other towns before- cause he
couldn't imagine leaving her behind. She was his first true friend,
and the only person he loved outside of his family.
But
as they got older, he started to notice her more...as a member of
the opposite sex. He knew it wasn't right to check out your best
friend but when they were hanging out at the pool, like they were
now, and she was only wearing the tiniest wisp of a bikini,
well...he wasn't a saint. And she did look damn good.
"So,
you're gonna do it right?" she asked him with a devilish smile.
He
usually couldn't resist her, when she grinned at him that way, and
she knew it. But this time he wasn't having it.
"Forget
about it. No cheerleader would look at me twice," Lucky said
Emily
shot back," Well, Sarah Webber has more than looked at you
twice...she basically can't stop looking at you...and you are
just chickenshit to do anything about it."
That
earned Emily a toss in the pool.
She
squealed as he lifted her up and threw her in the deep end. But,
being Emily, she hung onto him so tight, not even caring that she was
pressing herself right against his chest and driving him crazy- which
he was not supposed to be happening and they both knew it- that she
managed to pull him into the pool with her.
They
separated underwater, and she came up and started laughing. She
scooted close to him again and threw her arms around his neck. "You
are asking that girl out, Lucky Spencer."
"Why
do you care?"
"Cause
you can't go through high school date less. It's just not done."
"You
have Juan...worry about the boy bander and leave me be."
"Nope.
I want my best friend happy. Come on, now," Emily smiled and his
heart flipped over "she's hot! All guys want the
cheerleader...if you don't want her, who do you want? Liz? Amy?
Bella? Who? Tell me and I will hook you two up..."
She
slid around his body in the water and climbed on his back, hanging on
to him she spoke into his ear, "Who do you want, Lucky?"
He
told her Sarah. He lied. That was something he tried to never do to
her, but this time he figured he had little choice.
It
wasn't easy to be in love with your best friend when you're
sixteen years old.
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