Chapter Thirteen: Hate To Say I Told You So

A/N: R&R

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Emma walked outside into the cool air. The sun was setting and she watched the brilliant colors flash through the sky. She didn't even hear Sean come up behind her.

They stood there in silence. Sean finally whispered, "I don't even know what to say. Can you believe that? For the first time in my life, I don't know what to say to you." Emma's lower lip quivered. "Why don't you say the truth? That I'm a bad girlfriend. You were right." "No, I was out of line. I was pissed off so I said stuff that I didn't mean." Emma turned away. "Yeah, okay. It's no big deal. Let's just forget we fought."

"Are you sure? Because you seem really upset to me," said Sean, obviously concerned.

"Well, what am I supposed to feel? I'm sorry, Sean. I'm sorry I'm not perfect. Sorry I'm not the girl you want me to be. Sorry that I suck so badly. I'm sorry that I'm so bad at loving you." Emma suddenly started crying. She dropped down to the ground, wrapped her hands around her legs, buried her head into her knees, and sobbed. "Oh, God. Oh, God. What should I do? What should I be? What have I done to make you so unhappy?" she cried. Sean dropped down to his eyes. "Em. Emma. Look at me," Emma didn't lift her head, just kept crying and crying like she would forever. Finally, she held up her head, her eyes red-rimmed and her face soaked. "Oh, Emma," he sighed. "Don't you know you're everything to me?" This made her cry ever harder.

Sean hated himself. He hated seeing Emma like this. He hated this feeling of helplessness. Most of all he hated himself because he did not know what to do in this sort of situation. He didn't know what he could say to make it all better, or what he could do to make all her hurt go away. He was weak. Useless. Even with Emma so close to him, she might as well be millions of miles away.

He felt sick.

Emma was crying. Her jeans were soaked with tears. The sun was setting. It was getting dark outside. Sean gently placed his hand on her shoulder. "Don't. Just...don't," she said through her tears.

It was getting dark outside. Emma was still crying. Sean still felt sick.

A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short. Please review.