Emma woke up to her alarm blaring in her ear, reminding her that she had to get up and get ready for class. Sighing, Emma rolled out of bed and made her way to her bathroom.
After a quick shower, Emma changed her clothes and grabbed her bag and her cell phone. Looking over at her night stand she grabbed Neal's phone as well. Today was the day her and Neal had class together, and she hadn't been looking forward to it, unsure of what to say when she finds Neal.
Leaving her dorm and heading towards class, Emma begins to play different scenarios in her head of how this conversation would go.
Would it be a misunderstanding and everything was fine? Would he still be selling drugs? Would he get mad and leave her? Should she leave him?
Arriving in class, Emma looked up and sat Neal, sitting in his seat. He looked down slightly and saw her staring at him.
"Emma! Hey!" Neal called, raising his arm in case she couldn't see him.
She wasn't ready to speak to him yet, so she shook her head no and pointed to the seat in front of her, and sat down, refusing to look up at him.
When class was over, Emma felt her heart pounding in her chest and quickly got her bag ready to leave, calling herself a coward for not being able to face Neal.
Before being able to stand up from her seat Emma felt a present standing beside her. "Hey, is everything okay?" Emma heard Neal said, standing beside her.
"Yeah, we tend to distract each other in class, and with finals coming up I wanted to be able to concentrate." Emma lied, unable to make eye contact with him.
"Well that makes sense." Neal smiles.
With her bag packed Emma stands up and tries to make her way past Neal. After receiving a confused look from him Emma made her way towards the door, finally making it outside.
"Emma! Emma wait!" Neal shouted, confused as to why Emma won't talk to him.
Stopping in her tracks, Emma turns around quickly, causing Neal to step back. "Here!" Emma said sternly, shoving his phone into his chest.
"Wha…" Neal looked at his phone and read the message that was still left on the screen. Emma watched all the color drained from his face, confirming her suspicion.
"You lied! You said you were done! That those guys are idiots! Why did you lie!" Emma yelled.
"Emma… I didn't lie." Neal struggled to get out. Running his fingers through his hair, trying to figure out what to say next.
"Well that message on your cell phone proved otherwise." Emma said, feeling her heart pounding in her chest, she just wanted this conversation to be over.
"Emma, please listen to me. I didn't lie. I am out of that game. I don't sell to random potheads or druggies anymore. I promise you that! Whoever sent this is just messing around, or someone who thought I was still in it." Neal said.
"Prove it to me." Emma said, crossing her arms.
"What?" Neal said, the look of panic crossing his face.
"I want you to prove it to me. Message them back in front of me, telling them that you no longer sell. I want to read the message before you send it, and I want to watch you send it!" Emma said, surprising herself with how confident she was.
"Okay, okay, fine. I will tell them." Neal caved. Typing the message on his phone, he waited a moment, before handing his phone to Emma. "Read it over and you can even hit send."
Taking his phone Emma read his message.
Hey man, not sure who this is, but a bit too late. I haven't sold anything for a while. I got out of that. Try Graham, an old buddy of mine. He might be able to help you out.
After rereading the message, she didn't like the whole thing, but didn't want to argue anymore. She hit send and handed the phone back to Neal.
"So are we good?" Neal asked, giving her a cute boyish smile.
"Yes, we are good. I'm sorry I freaked out but do you understand where I was coming from?" Emma asked, now feeling slightly silly for losing her trust.
"I understand where you are coming from. I understand how confusing this must have been, but I have to ask, How did you get my phone?" Neal asked.
"The other night when you surprised me, when you were in my dorm, well the next morning I went to take a shower and found the phone sitting in between my toilet and my sink, it must have fallen out of your packet." Emma said.
"Oh, weird." Was all Neal said. Shaking his head he looked back up at Emma. "Do you want to get lunch in a couple hours? I know we both have time off at 2 pm."
Taking a deep breath Emma smiled. "Sure that sounds good." She took a step towards him and kissed him gently. "I'll see you later." Emma said, as she turned and walked away, still feeling a bit unsure.
After meeting with Neal for lunch, Emma acted like everything was okay, but there was a voice in the back of her head that was screaming at her that something was wrong. Halfway through lunch Neal had excused himself to the bathroom, making it a point to bring his cell phone.
Emma felt like something was wrong. When lunch was over, Neal walked Emma to her dorm and told her that a few of his buddies were going out that night, so he wouldn't be over. She said okay, kissed him goodbye and ran inside.
When she made it up her stairs and made her way to her door. Before entering her room she took out her phone and saw that Regina had called 3 times. Sighing she made her way down the hallway to the other side of the building to Regina's door.
Emma knocked twice, hoping Regina would be there. "Regina? It's me." When there was no answer Emma tried again. "Regina, I know you are in there and I know you are mad. I am sorry about missing your phone calls the past few days. I just wanted to come by and tell you that I think you are right."
Emma waited a few moments before she turned to make her way back towards her dorm. Before she was able to make a step Regina's door flew open, to reveal Regina standing there, with red bags under her eyes and her eyes were bloodshot and glossy.,
She has been crying. Emma thought to herself.
"Emma…" Regina's voice sounded shocked, but also was a bit horse.
"Regina, please. I am so sorry for ignoring you and I didn't mean to say the things I did at the coffee shop. I was an idiot." Emma began.
"Well, at least we can agree on one thing." Regina said, smiling slightly, which in return caused Emma to smile.
"And…" Emma urge her on.
"And I am sorry too. You know I am not against your relationship, I just don't want to see you get hurt." Regina said.
"Can I come in?" Emma asked.
Shaking her head yes, Regina moved away from the door and let Emma walk through. When she was in Regina's room she sat in the spinning desk chair that she would steal from Regina when they lived together.
"God I have missed this chair." Emma said, spinning herself in the chair.
"It better still be here when you leave my room." Regina smirked. "So what is this I hear about me being right?" Regina said, sitting on her bed.
"Well, I am not sure if you are right, but the other day Neal surprised me, by being in my dorm, and we had a movie night. Well the next morning I woke up to find him gone, and I found out that he had left his phone in my bathroom. I found some messages on there that made me believe that he still might be selling drugs." Emma confessed.
"I see. And you are still with him because…?" Regina pushed.
"Well I confronted him, and he told me he wasn't doing it anymore and that it might just be an old client. I made him message them saying he won't be selling anymore. I read the message, and he had me send it." Emma said.
"So, what's the problem?" Regina asked.
"Something still doesn't feel right. I feel like he might be lying to me." Emma confessed.
Suddenly Regina stood up and made her way to her closet.
"Here, put this on." Regina said, throwing Emma A pair of black leggings and a black long sleeved shirt.
"What is this for?" Emma asked.
"We are going undercover. Now put those on. It will be dark in a couple of hours. Once it's dark, we can take my car and drive over to where Neal hangs out. We will watch him for the night and if he is selling anything or doing anything we will know about it" Regina said proudly.
"Regina, I don't know if this is a good idea, this feels like stalking." Emma said.
"Don't think of it as stalking, think of it as gaining knowledge. Come on Emma, this is the best way to find out, since you are having a hard time trusting him." Regina practically begged.
Sighing, Emma got up from the chair and began changing into Regina's clothes. Once changed Emma looked towards Regina. "Okay, let's do this."
When the sun was almost down Emma and Regina were in Regina's car, sitting outside of Neal's dorm hall.
"This is taking too long." Regina said, breaking the silence.
"It was your idea. What do you want me to text him asking him to do something entertaining because I am watching?" Emma said, getting bored herself.
Before Regina could respond, they both say the front door to the dorm hall open. Both of them sank in their seats, when Neal emerged from the building and got into his car. When he started to pull away from the building, Regina started her car.
"What are you doing?" Emma asked in a panic.
"What do you think I am doing, I am going to follow him. That was the whole point of us coming out. " Regina snapped back, backing out of the parking pace and began following Neal at a respectable distance.
After driving for about 10 minutes Regina was the first one to break the silence, recognizing the road and the trees that surround them "Emma…"
"What is it?" Emma asked, starting to feel paranoid.
"I think I know where he is going." Regina stated.
"Where?" Emma asked, sitting up in her seat more.
"I hope I am wrong, but I think he is heading to where Graham lives." Regina exclaimed.
Emma leaned back in her seat, feeling her heart shatter.
After another minute of driving they saw Neal pull into a driveway, and Regina pulled over on the side of the road.
"Is... Is this…" Emma couldn't get the words out of her mouth.
"Graham's…" Regina finished for her. "Emma, I am so sorry." Regina reached over and placed her hand on Emma's knee, hoping to comfort her.
In a flash, Emma quickly got out of the car and quietly as she could shut the car door. Regina followed her,
"Emma! Emma where are you going?" Regina whispered yelled.
Turning towards Regina, Emma whispered back to her. "I need to see it. I need to know if he is selling or doing, or both."
Without another word, both women made their way through the trees and hid behind some bushes. They were able to hear and see both Neal and Graham.
"Hey, how's the old lady?" Graham asked Neal handing him a beer, while they sat on his deck.
"We are good, had a bit of a rough moment earlier today though." Neal confessed, accepting the beer and taking a sip of it.
"Oh yeah? What happened?"
"Well, I accidentally left my phone at her place and an old client of mine messaged me, asking for some of my stuff." Neal said.
"Oh shit dude, that must have been awkward, what did you do? Did you finally tell her?" Graham pressed.
"Nah man, how could I? She is so sweet and innocent, but I really need the money. I will stop eventually." Neal Confessed.
"Well, you will save money fast if you would stop smoking your own stash." Graham joked.
"Speaking of…" Neal reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a bag. Pulling out two items, wrapped tightly in white paper, he handed one to Graham.
Laughing slightly, Graham gladly took it and began taking out his lighter, lighting it and inhaling. "You always have the best stuff."
Emma stood up and started walking back to the car, her heart broke into a million pieces.