Behind These Eyes Chapter 7-Can't Turn Back


I don't know if Emma will ever want to talk to me again. I was mean to her the last time we talked…and that was only because I wanted her to realize what she had been missing all along. I'm not self-centered, but she just never saw me. Not the way I wanted her too.

At school, Darcy came up to my locker with a huge envelope and a smile.

"What's that?" I asked.

"A invitation to one of the best parties of the year!" Darcy said, handing it to me.

I opened the envelope. Inside was a paper with a bunch of stuff on it, all boldfaced. "Party!" one said. "Free drinks and entertainment" another said. "Make Out Room!" said another.

"Looks like a Jay Hogart-ish party to me." I said.

"Yeah, it sort of is, but we need to go! Sean and Emma are going to be there, and you know, you have to watch out for those two." Darcy said.

"I guess." I said.

Sean was walking down the hall, putting up flyers, with Emma's face on his shoulder and body positioned next to his. Jay slapped some flyers on the lockers with Sean.

"One thing I know, this party's sure going to be interesting." I said.

Once we got in class, Mrs. Kwan started class and picked Emma to read her poem from last class. She was the only one who didn't read her poem, so everyone was pretty curious about it.

Says he loves me

Says he cares more

But does he love me?

More than that guy?

Questions running through my head

That will never be answered

She walked back to her seat, and gave me a little wink. Obviously meant that whole poem was meant for me…strange, but cool.


At the party, later on:

Darcy and I arrived at the party, which was at one of those hip-looking trashy clubs. There were a million lights above the sound stage, flashing purple, blue, and green. Sparkles and confetti sprinkled from the ceiling.

I looked for Emma and Sean amongst the pools of people dancing. Walking through the endless crowd, I managed to see a tall blonde and a short dirty blonde dancing, obviously Emma and Sean.

"Want a soda or something?" Darcy asked.

"No, I'm good." I said.

I saw Amy out of the corner of my eye, drinking down a beer. Apparently it was an open bar. She sucked it down and signaled the bartender to give her another one.

"C'mon, you asshole. Another beer!" Amy said.

I looked back at Emma and Sean, still dancing. Emma pulled away and walked near the bathrooms. I had to talk to her.

"Emma…we need to talk." I said.

"Talk? About what? Apparently you don't get the hint, do you?" Emma said.

"That you don't like me? I got that, Emma. I just think we need to…sort things out." I said.

"Well, we've sorted plenty out, so if you would mind, I'd like to go to the bathroom." Emma said.

"Go right ahead, your highness." I said.

I walked back into the main room. A DJ was spinning a different set, and everyone was dancing along. I saw Sean talking to Amy. She had yet another beer in her hand, and she looked like she was pretty drunk.

"Hey Darcy, see Sean and Amy over there?" I said.

"Yeah…they've been talking ever since Emma left." Darcy said.

"Weird…really weird." I said.

"It's nothing, probably." Darcy said.

We were still looking at Sean and Amy talking. Sean touched her shoulder, and they were flirting pretty heavily. That's when they started making out.

Emma walked out of the bathroom, and caught Sean and Amy in the act. Thank god she did, she would have never believed me anyway.

"How could you Sean?" Emma said, confused and about to cry.

"Do what? It's not like we were going out." Sean said.

Darcy and I moved closer at this point. Something was definitely going to happen.

Emma, really mad at this point, punched Sean. Right in the middle of his face. He let out a squeal, which made everyone around look and start laughing.

"Did Sean just squeal?" Darcy said, laughing.

"Wow, Emma is pretty pissed." I said.

Emma walked away from the scene, in tears of frustration. Sean and Amy ignored the whole thing and kept making out. Those assholes, they don't even care about anything.


The Next Day…

Emma walked up to me slowly before homeroom, little red marks near her eyes, signaling that she had just cried.

"JT, I'm really sorry. I treated you like crap." Emma said.

"It's ok. I could have been happy for you and Sean." I said.

"Don't even mention Sean. He's just a big fake who used me, again." Emma said.

"It wasn't your fault." I said.

Baby I just don't get it
Do you enjoy being hurt?
I know you smelled the perfume, the make-up on his shirt
You don't believe his stories
You know that they're all lies
Bad as you are, you stick around and I just don't know why

"I don't know what I'm going to do…I mean, even through all this, I still like him." Emma said.

"I still can't believe you punched him. A total classic, and that little squeal that came out of his mouth, even funnier." I said.

"He deserved it. And with Amy, too, I can't believe that one." Emma said.

"Sean will hook up with someone just to hook up with someone." I said.

"No wonder why none of his relationships ever last." Emma said.

You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
Baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love's supposed to be
Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you

"So JT, I feel like I owe you a apology." Emma said.

"Ok, well you can apologize if you want." I said.

"You're the only one who's always cared for me, with Sean or without Sean. You've always been there." Emma said.

She leant over and gently kissed me. I kissed her back, happier than I've ever been. Emma was a dream…someone who needed a lot of caring for, and I was happy to give it to her.


JT and Emma finally together, aww! Will there be any interferences between their new found relationships? A old girlfriend emerge from the shadows? You'll see in the next chapter!

P.S- The lyrics in this song are Mario's "Let me Love You." The poem, once again, is a original from me created for the story.