I Wish I Was the Rain
Chapter Five
Authors Note: Okay, I would just like to say this: Ashley Kerwin. I hate her. Down with Ashley. Die, die, die.
That is all I would like to say. Continue your regularly scheduled programming. Bigger note at the bottom.
Chapter Five
A week later, after I sufficiently had awakened and dressed myself to head out for work, I found a note posted on my door. It was hand written in cursive. There were tear stains on it. It read this:
I can easily understand
How you could easily take my man
But you don't know what he means to me, Emma
Emma, Emma, Emma, Emma
I'm begging of you please don't take my man
Emma, Emma, Emma, Emma
Please don't take him just because you can
It was a clip of the Dolly Parton Song, 'Jolene', easily clipped and made to fit for me. I had the horrible feeling that Heather had tacked this to my door. I felt full of guilt. Heather had been nothing but kind to me, and I had thrown it back to her face.
"M-miss Nelson," Stephanie squeaked out as I passed her desk. The woman was afraid of me for some reason. Why? I had no idea. "Miss Manuella Santos told me to tell you to..." She looked at the paper. "To 'Die you backstabbing bitch.' Should I curse her out back?"
"No, that's not necessary, Stephanie." I sighed. What did I do now? "I'd like to ask her why she's mad at me before the cursing commences."
She nodded, gave a quick bow for some reason, and scuttled out. What the hell was wrong with that woman?
I shook my head.
I walked over to Coffee Canada, the local coffee shop. I had gone there recently of late, and this guy was always there, staring at me while I drank my Cappuccino. I had broken up with Anthony yesterday, and I hadn't told Manny, and for the look of it, I wouldn't be able to Talk with anyone so I could vent my feelings.
I ordered my usual White Mocha Cappuccino, and drank it peacefully with a molasses cookie. There he was again, the blue eyed man with black hair, he was staring at me like always. Only this time he did something new. He actually came up to me and started up a conversation.
"Hey, I haven't seen you around here in a while," he said, and I smiled weakly.
"I've been busy." I said.
He held up the picture Craig took of the little boy hugging my knees from a week ago. It was titled 'A Mother's Love'. "Is this you? The famous new model for Craig Manning? Emma Nelson, eh?"
"Yes, I'm Emma Nelson. Craig is a friend of mine from High School. I'm just modeling for him to help him out. It's only for a little bit..."
"I think it looks great! Besides, look at the way Craig captured the sky, it looks a bit like the love you show in the hug to the kid is reflected in the sky."
I looked at it carefully.
"Yes, it does. I've never thought of it that way!" I said, surprised.
"Let me introduce myself, I'm Dan Cory." He said, smiling sheepishly. "Can I have your phone number?"
I obliged him.
The phone rang at exactly six o' clock. I had been waiting by the phone, and I snatched it up quickly.
"Hello!"
"Uh, hey, Emma," It was Craig. Damn, I thought it would be Dan Cory.
"Oh, hey, Craig." I said. I guess my voice was dripping with disappointment.
"Is something wrong?" His voice said. He was worried. How sweet.
"No, I just was waiting for this guy to call..."
"You interested in him or something?"
"Well... a bit."
"Oh." Was...was he jealous? "Well, I just wanted to ask you if you wanted to do another modeling session for tomorrow."
"Sure, sounds great."
"Great, bye bye, see you later." He hung up so fast, and with a snap that I looked at the receiver, puzzled, for a full thirty seconds before I set it to rest.
End of Chapter Five
Okay, so how did everyone like it?
Okay, so I just wanted to say, that Emma has been put on hold until further notice, because I have serious Writer's block. That, and I like this story 110% better.
Oh, and I'm thinking about doing a You/Craig story. That's right, You and Craiggykins! What do you think?
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