Nobody Will Miss Me

A/N: Heh, heh... Hello, everybody... ducks tomatoes

Please don't hate me for not updating! I've been so busy...

Emma walked down the street, silent. Even her thoughts were silent.

She couldn't hear anything. Everything was muted. Feelings of everything were swirling through her body. She was shaking, she was crumbling, she was breaking down.

She couldn't afford to. She still had reactions to see. She took a deep breath.

' Pull yourself together, Emma,' she thought to herself. She tugged her shirt down and brushed some lint off her jeans.

She walked by her house. She could see her mom crying in her dad's chest as police officers checked around the living room. She started to run, feeling incredibly stupid. She had no idea what she was doing or why she was doing this anymore.

All she knew was that she couldn't stop.

She stopped in front of the Jeremiah household and noticed that there were no cars in the driveway. Just Craig's new motorcycle that Joey got him for Christmas. She took a deep breath and walked up to the door, ringing it. It seemed it was like in slow motion.

Craig answered it. His brown hair was messy and his eyes were frantic. " EMMA-"

She shoved him into the house and frantically placed her hand over his mouth. " Sssh!"

He shoved her hand away and glared at her. " What are you doing! Do you have any idea how many people are worried about you!"

She looked down guiltily. " No they're not," she muttered, trying to sound unconvinced.

He rolled his eyes and put his hands up. " You're such an idiot."

She glared at him and pushed him hard. " Shut up. You never even took the time to find out why I was planning to kill myself."

He looked sick. " Em..."

She backed away. " No! Keep away from me."

She threw down the letter and before she could go, he grabbed her arm, all the while tearing open his letter. He threw her down on his couch. " Sit and don't even think about moving."

She folded her arms and grumpily complied. He sat down next to her, reading it. His face expression remained neutral.

He put it down and awkwardly tried to hug her. She flinched and jumped up. " Stop! Just... don't show that you care! Nobody cares!"

He tried to reach out for her. " Emma..."

She started to run to the door. " Don't you dare tell anybody I'm still alive, Craig!"

She ran out the door and into the street, tears streaming down her cheeks. She didn't want them to care. She wanted to just die, didn't anybody realize that?

She felt free. No worries, no cares. Just her and the wind taking her away to a place where she would be free.

Free not to feel bad.

Free not to feel guilty.

Free not to feel dead.

Craig was going to tell. She knew it. That was why she had to hide. Even if he tried to keep shut, she knew it would come out eventually. She had to go to a place far, far away.

Then it hit her.

FLASHBACK ( The summer after Eighth Grade)

" Sean!" Emma giggled as Sean tickled her mercilessly. She was on her back, arms thrown all over the place, trying to get Sean off of her.

" C'mon, Em, just let me get your sensitive spot," he laughed. But she didn't budge.

" Sean!"

He got up and ruffled his hair. She sat up next to him and leaned her head on his shoulder. He looked over at her and smiled.

" Do you think you'll ever go back to Wasaga Beach?" she whispered, feeling his heart beat.

He stiffened a little and sighed. " I don't know. Maybe when I'm older. I mean, one time..." He paused and then shook his head. " Never mind."

He leaned in to kiss her but she pulled away, curious. " No, you've got my attention. What were you going to say?"

He rolled his eyes. " Should've known you wouldn't let me drop the subject. Anyway, one time, after the summer of seventh grade, everything just sucked. You dumped me, I had no friends, and Tracker was always making out with his girlfriend of the week. I felt like I had no place to go."

Emma looked down, feeling horrible. " I really made your summer that bad?" she mumbled, not wanting him to see her tears.

He lifted her head up. " Em," he murmured. " It's over now. Can you let me finish?"

She smiled a little bit and nodded.

" I went to Wasaga Beach a few days before school started. Was thinking of running away back there. Back to this old shack I used to hang out in when my parents drunk and Tracker was out at parties. It was so quiet there."

She smiled softly up at him and said, " I'm glad you didn't run away. Because it sure would have sucked without you here."

He grinned at her. " Really?"

And before she knew it, he was tickling her again. But she gently dislodged herself from him and kissed him gently.

It turned into a full make-out session.

END OF FLASHBACK

Emma grinned. She had a place to go to.

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