Chapter Five
"Emma, what are you doing here?" Sean asked when he answered the door. I had to talk to him. It was imperative for me to talk to him before I left.
"Can I just come in?" I asked and looked around for Ellie. She wasn't there. That was good. It was hard to talk to Sean with Ellie around.
"Yeah, sure." He said and moved over so I could come in. I did, and walked in a few steps before spinning around to face Sean.
"Sean, I never thanked you. For what you did that day. I know I didn't deserve what you did. And that I should have taken what was coming to me. But you stopped it. Why?" I started rambling, which was what I usually did when I was trying to be quick.
Sean took my shoulder and led me to the couch. I sat down quickly and waited for his responce.
"Emma, you mean a lot to me. Even if it may seem like I hate your guts. Which is most of the time. I would never want to see any harm come to you. So when Rick pointed that gun at you, I had to do something." Sean said, bringing new tears to my face.
"Sean, I was so horrible to Rick. I deserved what he was going to give me." I said. He just wouldn't get it.
"Emma, you are the last person to deserve something like that. I know you can be a hard at times, but you didn't deserve anything like that. Emma, you're one of the best people I know, even behind all those walls that you put up." Sean said, and brushed a peice of hair out of my face.
I smiled slightly. The first time I had smiled since the shooting. Sean noticed and he smiled back at me.
"Well, I better go." I said and picked up my bag that I had taken in with me. It had most of my stuff in it. Stuff that I would need where I was going.
"Where are you going?" Sean asked, eyeing my bag. I guess he hadn't seen it before.
"Anywhere but here. I need a break from everything, everything dealing with the shooting. I need to get out. Of course it won't be forever. I'll come back when I'm ready. Bye now, Sean." I said and rushed out before he could say anything.
I walked all the way to the bus station. I didn't know where I was going to go, though. I had to think it through.
I had to go somewhere where no one would think to look for me. Where no one would know me. I would also have to be close to home. It took a while before it came to me. I knew exactly where to go.
"Emma, I'm going with you. Don't argue with me." Sean said suddenly from behind me, scaring me to death. He was a little winded, and had a bag of his own. My guess was that he had run all the way here from his house.
"Fine, do what you want." I said and walked over to get the tickets.
We were going to Wasega Beach.