A new face out of the race
Chapter 28
Emily sat on the bed trying to read the romance novel she got from the library, but she couldn't concentrate. There was too much going for her to do so. Full with frustration she threw the book at the wall across from the bed. She had got the book so she could escape reality, but it wasn't working. With sharp sigh she got off the bed and picked up the book. She closed it and put it on her nightstand. Emily walked to the bay window in her room and sat on the seat next to it and leaned her head against the glass.
So much has happened since she got out of the hospital. During her time as a hospital patient her and Melissa became close and were starting to act like sisters. That was a good thing, sure, but she wasn't sure if it was because of Brenda no longer living in the present or other reasons. It was found out a week earlier that Brenda had a severe case of depression and had been successful in hiding it for the last few years. Jason had thought Brenda dangerous and had put her in Ferncliff. She wasn't reacting well to it well, reported the doctors. She was displaying acts of violence and being disobedient. It didn't look good at all. Jason had tried to tell as little to Melissa as possible, but it was enough to make her dependent on her and Jason and the Spencers as well.
As for her and Jason's relationship, they were getting along better. They still had some issues to work out, but they were okay. Emily and him talked at night, sorting through them for their sakes and Melissa's. The last thing Melissa needed was to know they weren't getting along too well. Or to think she would lose either of them. She was just getting use to not having her mom around to spoil or present her with love.
Jason, himself, was a mystery. Inside it was tearing him up about Brenda, but on the outside he was trying to stay strong. She had tried to get him to talk about it, but he wouldn't break and make up excuses or say he had things to do. He had things to do, that was small joke. Ever since the lady of the house had left the household, chores were her responsibility. She cooked, did the dishes and cleaned the penthouse along with the laundry and other miscellaneous things. It kept her busy, along with her schoolwork. But that was another issue. She had been trying to do the chores and do her homework along with the make up work. That was a lot when you were trying to stay the top of your class. She also had to make up all of the tests and study for the present tests. Her grades were rising since she had done majority of the work and made up the tests. But that wasn't without losing sleep. She worked at least three to five hours a night on it, and that didn't include the term papers that were coming up. It was a good thing she had finished her British literature paper two weeks early. (Author note: True story! I had this class, did the paper during spring break. Ended up with 9 pages! I had some spring break, huh? Three thousand some words only about a court case! With a history paper on the side!)
And among other things she saw a psychiatrist twice weekly. They were hard sessions, but Lucky was always there to support her. He drove her to the hospital, waited outside the office, and drove her home afterwards. But even after the sessions the memories came back and stretched her emotions, along with the nightmares. It was because of that Lucky gave her his small nokia cell phone. Lucky, himself didn't use it too much, but now it was in full use. The battery was always low, and she called him often on it, and still Lucky didn't complain. He said that the more use it went through the more Emily was getting closer to healing. He also said she wasn't a bother because of it, but Emily knew he was just trying to make her feel better and she was driving him crazy. Not to mention, she could imagine the phone bills that Luke had to pay, but Luke didn't complain. Luke said he wanted to help as much as he could and if paying some phone bills helped, it was worth it. Emily loved how everyone close wanted to help her, but she didn't like the dependence she had on them. She thought it as a stress she couldn't nor could anyone else handle.
The Spencers were overjoyed that the Cassadine matriarch was dead, but Emily didn't think she was. I mean she played tricks or games like this before, and she wouldn't have been surprised if she just popped up alive. It was an extra stress she didn't need. She voiced these concerns to Lucky and he just told her she was being paranoid. Emily agreed and thought it possible. She has always been kind of paranoid. That her father might be watching her, because he was a controlling man and worried that the abuse would be discovered. She had always hid the bruises and scraps well, but her father didn't believe she covered them well enough. She had told this to her psychiatrist and Lucky privately and the psychiatrist continued her questions while Lucky listened trying to hide his anger at her father. She appreciated it and Lucky's protective presence. It was an assurance she thrived on.
Emily also asked about the chances of the authorities arresting anyone, but every person involved said it was unlikely. They left no evidence and could see none appearing. Anything they did was in self defense and everyone would say the same.
So now here we are in the present. The Spencer family was having no problems besides minor money problems; Brenda getting help and Jason, her, and Melissa trying to make it as a family. The situation between Lucky and her was really hard to describe and unknown at the moment. They knew how they felt about each other, but stayed friends only until Emily was comfortable with them being girlfriend and boyfriend. That wasn't in the near future anywhere with her sessions and daily confrontations of memories. That was only one part of it though; she and Lucky had no time for each other with their busy schedules. The friendship stood strong and steady though.
Emily came out of her thoughts with the ring of a cell phone. Emily got up from the window seat and looked for her it on her desk. It was full of homework and papers and books, so she had to shuffle through them. She was usually clean, but all the responsibilities had changed that. She barely had time for herself and no time to clean up her room other than the turning in of papers and assignments. Emily finally found it by the tenth ring and answered it.
"Hello?" She said into it and organized the papers again.
"Hey." Lucky voice ran through the phone. "I didn't think you'd answer."
"Sorry, I put it on my desk before I got my homework out of my backpack and it got lost in the chaos." Emily apologized.
"That's okay, you should see my desk. It's so messy my mom is threatening to call in a housecleaner." Lucky joked.
Emily laughed and shook her head. Lucky's most popular quality was the fact that he was a messy person. "What made her not?"
"I explained that was all schoolwork." Lucky said and leaned against the head of his bed and grimaced at the sight of his desk.
"I bet that led into another lecture." Emily said.
"Yeah, a longer one. A longer, more boring one." Lucky said, trying to remember a word of it, but couldn't.
"Well, you know that problem might be solved if you would just do your make up work." Emily suggested smugly. Lucky was much slower in handing in his work.
"I'm sure there has to be another solution. Like having my best friend do it for me." Lucky hinted.
"Yeah, but how are you going to learn the material then? Besides I am up to my neck in work myself. I'm looking at another three or four hours of it even after I cook dinner and do the dishes." Emily almost grimaced at that thought. She would get into bed at around midnight or eleven if it turned out that long.
"Want me to come over and help? I don't want you having another all nighter. You almost fell asleep in Mr. Daniel's class." Lucky asked.
"I would appreciate the help, but you have enough work to do on your own. I would hate to be the reason you fail this semester." Emily said. She wanted to graduate with Lucky at her side.
"I won't fail, I just procrastinate. But that's not the reason I called." Lucky said heavily as he imagined pulling an all nighter.
"Why'd you call then?" Emily asked, immediately suspicious.
"Lulu has been asking to go to that new Build a Bear store and I thought to take Melissa to cheer her up a bit." Lucky said thoughtfully.
"When are you thinking? She has ballet lessons tomorrow and a teacher conference the next day." Emily said telling him Melissa's schedule for the next few days.
"Is there anything happening Saturday? Now that I think of it I really need to get some work done." Lucky said, giving in to her pestering to do his work.
"I think it's clear. Jason has wanted to take her out and do the same." Emily answered, happy to see her pestering has worked.
"What about you?" Lucky asked smoothly.
"What about me?" Emily asked confused.
"What are you doing on Saturday?" Lucky asked, clearing up the confusion.
"I'm a little busy Lucky. I still have some make up work to do and the homework I will get on Friday and then there's a bunch of chores I have to do that I have been putting off." Emily explained.
"Can't you do that work on Sunday? I mean you have been working too hard Em. The last thing we need is you back in that hospital with exhaustion again." Lucky said, urging her to enjoy life.
"I can't because that's what happens when you have priorities Lucky. You need to get things done on time so they don't become a burden." Emily argued.
"I get it okay? I'll do my work! But there's a limit on work Em. You have reached that limit! You need to get out and have fun. So don't even think about turning the wheels on me again." Lucky said, not wanting to start an argument, but entering one.
"I got a book from the library Lucky! That's my break from work so I don't get exhausted, okay? But if you don't understand it, I'm hanging up. I have better things to do than argue with you." Emily said, about to hang up and get to work on her math.
Lucky heard what she was going to do, but did nothing or could do anything as she did as she said he would. "Emily, don't hang up on..." Lucky heard a dial tone and murmured the ending of his sentence. "Me."
Lucky sighed and threw his English book across the room out of frustration. Damn! The start of the conversation was good. He had it all set, smoothly get to the question, don't get Emily mad and everything would work out. Hah! That blew up on his face. Lucky looked back at his desk, the objects screaming I am the first priority, but it wasn't. Emily was his first priority. Lucky dialed Emily's number again, but just got her away message, not that he thought Emily would talk to him anyway. Lucky left a message and went to his desk and set out to do his history homework.
Emily sat on the bed trying to read the romance novel she got from the library, but she couldn't concentrate. There was too much going for her to do so. Full with frustration she threw the book at the wall across from the bed. She had got the book so she could escape reality, but it wasn't working. With sharp sigh she got off the bed and picked up the book. She closed it and put it on her nightstand. Emily walked to the bay window in her room and sat on the seat next to it and leaned her head against the glass.
So much has happened since she got out of the hospital. During her time as a hospital patient her and Melissa became close and were starting to act like sisters. That was a good thing, sure, but she wasn't sure if it was because of Brenda no longer living in the present or other reasons. It was found out a week earlier that Brenda had a severe case of depression and had been successful in hiding it for the last few years. Jason had thought Brenda dangerous and had put her in Ferncliff. She wasn't reacting well to it well, reported the doctors. She was displaying acts of violence and being disobedient. It didn't look good at all. Jason had tried to tell as little to Melissa as possible, but it was enough to make her dependent on her and Jason and the Spencers as well.
As for her and Jason's relationship, they were getting along better. They still had some issues to work out, but they were okay. Emily and him talked at night, sorting through them for their sakes and Melissa's. The last thing Melissa needed was to know they weren't getting along too well. Or to think she would lose either of them. She was just getting use to not having her mom around to spoil or present her with love.
Jason, himself, was a mystery. Inside it was tearing him up about Brenda, but on the outside he was trying to stay strong. She had tried to get him to talk about it, but he wouldn't break and make up excuses or say he had things to do. He had things to do, that was small joke. Ever since the lady of the house had left the household, chores were her responsibility. She cooked, did the dishes and cleaned the penthouse along with the laundry and other miscellaneous things. It kept her busy, along with her schoolwork. But that was another issue. She had been trying to do the chores and do her homework along with the make up work. That was a lot when you were trying to stay the top of your class. She also had to make up all of the tests and study for the present tests. Her grades were rising since she had done majority of the work and made up the tests. But that wasn't without losing sleep. She worked at least three to five hours a night on it, and that didn't include the term papers that were coming up. It was a good thing she had finished her British literature paper two weeks early. (Author note: True story! I had this class, did the paper during spring break. Ended up with 9 pages! I had some spring break, huh? Three thousand some words only about a court case! With a history paper on the side!)
And among other things she saw a psychiatrist twice weekly. They were hard sessions, but Lucky was always there to support her. He drove her to the hospital, waited outside the office, and drove her home afterwards. But even after the sessions the memories came back and stretched her emotions, along with the nightmares. It was because of that Lucky gave her his small nokia cell phone. Lucky, himself didn't use it too much, but now it was in full use. The battery was always low, and she called him often on it, and still Lucky didn't complain. He said that the more use it went through the more Emily was getting closer to healing. He also said she wasn't a bother because of it, but Emily knew he was just trying to make her feel better and she was driving him crazy. Not to mention, she could imagine the phone bills that Luke had to pay, but Luke didn't complain. Luke said he wanted to help as much as he could and if paying some phone bills helped, it was worth it. Emily loved how everyone close wanted to help her, but she didn't like the dependence she had on them. She thought it as a stress she couldn't nor could anyone else handle.
The Spencers were overjoyed that the Cassadine matriarch was dead, but Emily didn't think she was. I mean she played tricks or games like this before, and she wouldn't have been surprised if she just popped up alive. It was an extra stress she didn't need. She voiced these concerns to Lucky and he just told her she was being paranoid. Emily agreed and thought it possible. She has always been kind of paranoid. That her father might be watching her, because he was a controlling man and worried that the abuse would be discovered. She had always hid the bruises and scraps well, but her father didn't believe she covered them well enough. She had told this to her psychiatrist and Lucky privately and the psychiatrist continued her questions while Lucky listened trying to hide his anger at her father. She appreciated it and Lucky's protective presence. It was an assurance she thrived on.
Emily also asked about the chances of the authorities arresting anyone, but every person involved said it was unlikely. They left no evidence and could see none appearing. Anything they did was in self defense and everyone would say the same.
So now here we are in the present. The Spencer family was having no problems besides minor money problems; Brenda getting help and Jason, her, and Melissa trying to make it as a family. The situation between Lucky and her was really hard to describe and unknown at the moment. They knew how they felt about each other, but stayed friends only until Emily was comfortable with them being girlfriend and boyfriend. That wasn't in the near future anywhere with her sessions and daily confrontations of memories. That was only one part of it though; she and Lucky had no time for each other with their busy schedules. The friendship stood strong and steady though.
Emily came out of her thoughts with the ring of a cell phone. Emily got up from the window seat and looked for her it on her desk. It was full of homework and papers and books, so she had to shuffle through them. She was usually clean, but all the responsibilities had changed that. She barely had time for herself and no time to clean up her room other than the turning in of papers and assignments. Emily finally found it by the tenth ring and answered it.
"Hello?" She said into it and organized the papers again.
"Hey." Lucky voice ran through the phone. "I didn't think you'd answer."
"Sorry, I put it on my desk before I got my homework out of my backpack and it got lost in the chaos." Emily apologized.
"That's okay, you should see my desk. It's so messy my mom is threatening to call in a housecleaner." Lucky joked.
Emily laughed and shook her head. Lucky's most popular quality was the fact that he was a messy person. "What made her not?"
"I explained that was all schoolwork." Lucky said and leaned against the head of his bed and grimaced at the sight of his desk.
"I bet that led into another lecture." Emily said.
"Yeah, a longer one. A longer, more boring one." Lucky said, trying to remember a word of it, but couldn't.
"Well, you know that problem might be solved if you would just do your make up work." Emily suggested smugly. Lucky was much slower in handing in his work.
"I'm sure there has to be another solution. Like having my best friend do it for me." Lucky hinted.
"Yeah, but how are you going to learn the material then? Besides I am up to my neck in work myself. I'm looking at another three or four hours of it even after I cook dinner and do the dishes." Emily almost grimaced at that thought. She would get into bed at around midnight or eleven if it turned out that long.
"Want me to come over and help? I don't want you having another all nighter. You almost fell asleep in Mr. Daniel's class." Lucky asked.
"I would appreciate the help, but you have enough work to do on your own. I would hate to be the reason you fail this semester." Emily said. She wanted to graduate with Lucky at her side.
"I won't fail, I just procrastinate. But that's not the reason I called." Lucky said heavily as he imagined pulling an all nighter.
"Why'd you call then?" Emily asked, immediately suspicious.
"Lulu has been asking to go to that new Build a Bear store and I thought to take Melissa to cheer her up a bit." Lucky said thoughtfully.
"When are you thinking? She has ballet lessons tomorrow and a teacher conference the next day." Emily said telling him Melissa's schedule for the next few days.
"Is there anything happening Saturday? Now that I think of it I really need to get some work done." Lucky said, giving in to her pestering to do his work.
"I think it's clear. Jason has wanted to take her out and do the same." Emily answered, happy to see her pestering has worked.
"What about you?" Lucky asked smoothly.
"What about me?" Emily asked confused.
"What are you doing on Saturday?" Lucky asked, clearing up the confusion.
"I'm a little busy Lucky. I still have some make up work to do and the homework I will get on Friday and then there's a bunch of chores I have to do that I have been putting off." Emily explained.
"Can't you do that work on Sunday? I mean you have been working too hard Em. The last thing we need is you back in that hospital with exhaustion again." Lucky said, urging her to enjoy life.
"I can't because that's what happens when you have priorities Lucky. You need to get things done on time so they don't become a burden." Emily argued.
"I get it okay? I'll do my work! But there's a limit on work Em. You have reached that limit! You need to get out and have fun. So don't even think about turning the wheels on me again." Lucky said, not wanting to start an argument, but entering one.
"I got a book from the library Lucky! That's my break from work so I don't get exhausted, okay? But if you don't understand it, I'm hanging up. I have better things to do than argue with you." Emily said, about to hang up and get to work on her math.
Lucky heard what she was going to do, but did nothing or could do anything as she did as she said he would. "Emily, don't hang up on..." Lucky heard a dial tone and murmured the ending of his sentence. "Me."
Lucky sighed and threw his English book across the room out of frustration. Damn! The start of the conversation was good. He had it all set, smoothly get to the question, don't get Emily mad and everything would work out. Hah! That blew up on his face. Lucky looked back at his desk, the objects screaming I am the first priority, but it wasn't. Emily was his first priority. Lucky dialed Emily's number again, but just got her away message, not that he thought Emily would talk to him anyway. Lucky left a message and went to his desk and set out to do his history homework.