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Emma awoke the next day and turned over. She was in her old room, at her old house, in the familiar bed, with the familiar covers. She sighed and smiled. She glanced at the clock, 8 in the morning; no one would be up.
She got out of the warm covers and dressed. She looked around at the room, everything was in the same place, but it wasn't her home anymore. She thought about everything that had happened the day before, about how her whole mistake had started 15 years ago.
It wasn't exactly a relationship. Jay never loved here. Why did she even come back here anyway? She told Anna and Chris it was for them, but she really just wanted to see Jay, and she had finally gotten an excuse. She had wanted to see him every day for the past 15 years, but she couldn't. Now she had seen him, but it wasn't like she wanted it.
She wanted to come back, and for him to confess his undying love for her. She knew it wouldn't happen though. Their relationship had been a mistake, coming back here had been a mistake, and the kiss had been a mistake. Emma quickly wiped away a tear and grabbed the phone to change the date on her airline tickets, she was going to go home today.
Paige felt so guilty in his embrace. She had just cheated on her husband, and lied about it. Worse of all, she was afraid she didn't love Jay anymore. All these thoughts made Paige want to scream.
For a second, Paige considered running away, but that would be a mistake. A big mistake. Not as big as the one she had made last night, but it would be a mistake nonetheless.
"What's wrong?" Jay asked, noticing her face. He leaned in to kiss her, but she pulled away. She felt too guilty to kiss him.
Emma awoke her daughters. It was no easy task. Well, it was fairly easy to wake Chrissy; she wasn't a very heavy sleeper, like Emma. Anna, on the other hand, was quite a heavy sleeper. Emma actually had to drown her in ice water a few times.
"Chrissy get up," Emma said, shaking her daughter gently. Chrissy opened her eyes and stretched. Emma knew that trying that on Anna would just be a waste of time, so she bent down next to her ear and screamed, "ANNA MARIE NELSON, GET YOUR BUTT UP THIS MINUTE!" Anna didn't move. Emma poked her, prodded her, and gave her a wet willy, but all she did was turn over, whimpering.
"Stop it!" Anna whined as Chrissy pounced on her. This was pretty much a morning routine. Eventually, Anna got up, and Emma spoke to her daughters.
"Pack your bags back up, we're leaving," Emma said sternly.
"But I thought we were staying a week!" Anna whined, she didn't want to go back to school.
"Well, I changed my mind," explained Emma, "now do as you're told." The two girls reluctantly packed their bags. Emma left a note and helped the two girls out the window.
Emma hailed a taxi to take them to the airport. The whole ride there, the girls wanted to question their mother on why they were leaving, but didn't really want to do it in front of the taxi driver.
They waited for the announcer to call the flight in silence. Finally they heard a voice over the intercom saying, "Flight 224 to New York boarding."
Emma, Anna, and Chrissy grabbed their carry-ons, and got on the plane. When they were settled in their seats, Anna and Chrissy looked at each other and nodded, they knew it would be the best time to question their mom.
"Why did we leave mom?" asked Chrissy, she was better at handling these sorts of things.
"I just felt you two had learned enough," Emma lied.
"Mom," Anna began, "I may skip a lot, but I'm not stupid, and you see the grades Chrissy gets."
"I know you're not stupid," Emma replied, "but you're just too young to understand."
"Is it because of Jay, mom?" asked Chrissy.
Emma bit her lip. Should she tell the truth? No, she couldn't, but she had to. Her daughters could always tell when she was lying. She didn't know how, she it was like a gift. She couldn't even always tell when one of them was lying. Emma nodded.
The girls nodded back, not quite understanding, more like in condolence.
Jay ran his hand through his hair. He was so confused; Paige had forgiven him, but she had refused to kiss him. He would ask her about it later, right now she was in the shower.
Jay got his keys and decided to drive to Emma's, he needed to talk with her. Jay drove down the road, planning out the conversation in his head. He stopped at the florist and got her a white carnation (they symbolize friendship).
He pulled up to the all too familiar house and rang the doorbell. Spike answered the door, it was clear that she had been crying. "Hello, Ms. Nelson, may I please speak with Emma?"
"She left," she answered quietly. Jay had a feeling of déjà vu; this had happened a little over 15 years ago, when he came to talk to Emma.
"Oh," said Jay disappointed. She had run away again. He wondered if it was his fault. Without another word, Jay got into his car and went back home. It was probably best that she had left; now he could go home to his wife and kids, and forget about her. That is if he could manage to ever forget about her.
NOT the end!
A/N There is another chapter that may be the last one; I may change my mind though. This was kind of a filler chapter, but I hope you liked it anyway.