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Chapter Two- Now Entering Hell…
"You told him?" Manny Santos asked that next day as she let her hair drop that she was twirling out of boredom.
Emma shrugged. "I mean he deserves to know right?"
Manny made a face and sighed. "Right…what did he do? Offer to teach it all the good places to steal from?"
Emma shook her head. "Actually, he said that he wanted to help."
Manny didn't say anything…just looked at her friend.
"I know! I'm surprised too! But he said he wanted to…and I think he meant it," Emma protested.
"Think who meant what?" JT Yorke asked as he came up behind them.
The two girls whipped around and darted nervous glances at each other.
"Umm…nothing," Emma said as she picked up her books. "I've got to go."
JT turned to see Emma run down the hall. "What was that about?" he asked as he opened his locker.
"Nothing. Girl stuff," Manny said offhand as she stood and waited for her friend.
JT just rolled his eyes. "Who does she like now and what did he say?"
"Everything isn't about boys you know."
"Oh you're right, I'm sorry. What earthly problem just charged into her life now? Is it the ozone? I bet it is…when she found out that they were knocking down all the trees on Youngs Ave, she totally flipped out."
Manny just gave him a look. "No, it's not about the ozone," she rolled her eyes.
"Whatever. I hate girls," he sighed.
"Oh did Liberty try to get you to join a decathlon again?" Manny mocked. Liberty Van Zandt and JT Yorke had been an item since close to the end of last school year. Manny and Liberty were somewhat friends…but sometimes Liberty was just too damn smart. And she had no problems showing it.
"No," he said making a face at the beautiful Hispanic girl.
She laughed a little bit and then stopped when she saw their topic of conversation coming. "Well have fun with that," she said under her breath as she walked off as Liberty came up.
"What?" he asked confused as she ran off.
"Craig walked by," Liberty joked.
JT turned and rolled his eyes. "Liberty that was like two years ago or whatever…she's over it. As is the rest of the school."
"Not Ashley," she pointed out smugly.
"Well that's why Ash stayed in London instead of coming back."
"Hey dork, where's Emma?" Jay asked as he stopped by the two.
JT turned his wide eyes on the guy standing in front of him.
"Why do you want to know?" he snapped.
"None of your business. Now where is she?"
"I'll give you a hint…not the ravine. So you probably won't find her," JT said sarcastically.
JT had never liked Jay, especially not after he found that he broke Emma's heart. Emma was his best friend since they were in grade school together…all the sudden Jay Hogart thinks he can come in and break her heart and get away with it? Not going to happen. Then again, JT couldn't really do anything seeing as how Jay could flatten him in one swift punch, but he could still pretend.
Jay sighed and took a step closer to him. "Listen pump boy, where is she?" he asked through gritted teeth.
Liberty rolled her eyes at the nickname. "We don't know ok?" she said as she took JT's arm and walked around Jay.
"What do you mean you don't know?"
"I never took you for stupid Jay. A skipper yes, but I never doubted your intelligence. Should I?" Liberty asked as she turned to him.
"What the fuck is she talking about?"
JT shrugged. "I stopped asking."
Jay shook his head. "You really don't know?"
"Good to know your ears still work. Now if you excuse us, we have some extra credit to attend to," she said as she dragged JT down the hallway.
"We have what!" he cried as he stumbled after her.
Emma shut her eyes and leaned her head back against her book bag. It was a beautiful sunny day and she had taken her lunch outside by the steps and was leaning against them, soaking up the warmth. She had seen Jay today and they avoided each other as always. For some reason she hated that though. She wanted him to notice her, to make it known that she was alive or something. Deep down Emma still liked Jay…she just didn't want to admit that to herself. She was pregnant with his kid and he doesn't even talk to her at school…some guy huh? She smirked bitterly at the thought.
"What are you smiling at?" a deep voice asked.
She cracked an eye open to see Sean Cameron standing in front of her. "Nothing," she shrugged.
He raised an eyebrow at her and plopped down next to her. Ever since they talked on the beach in Wasaga they had gotten back on track with their friendship. He had only stayed there for three weeks before calling Jay and having him come bring him home.
"So what's up?" he asked as he opened up his lunch sack and took out some chips.
She smiled. "Nothing. You?"
He shook his head after stuffing his face with the salty, fatty food. Emma made a face at that. "God Sean that stuff is so nasty," she said rolling her eyes.
"So are alfalfa sprouts but you don't hear me complaining that you eat weird stringy food," he shot back.
Emma opened her mouth about to say something when a familiar red head crossed their path and stopped directly in front of them.
"Sean," she said in a tone that meant 'let's go'.
Emma just glared at her and then looked at Sean. Emma and Ellie had never gotten along. Ellie thought that Emma was too demanding and too prude. Then all that stuff at the ravine went down and she hated Emma for touching Jay. So now she was a demanding little slut who would steal her boyfriend. And Emma thought that Ellie was too depressed and tried to attract attention to herself. She thought she was always right, no matter what anyone else says.
"We were just talking," Emma said quietly.
Ellie rolled her eyes and grabbed Sean's hand.
"El," he started.
She whipped back around and stared at him. "What? You actually want to stay and talk to her? Fine, but do it without me. And hope you have fun tonight…alone," she spit out as she stalked away.
Sean sighed and looked back at his friend. Emma shrugged and tried to act as though she didn't care.
"Go. You'll just regret it if you don't."
"Sorry Em," he apologized as he ran off after her.
Emma watched and then looked down at her feet. She was alone…again.
"Emma is that you?" Spike called from the kitchen.
Emma dropped her bag on the stairs that led to the upper level and made her way into the kitchen where her mother was washing carrots for dinner. "Hey Mom," she said as she made her way to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"How was your day?"
Her daughter just shrugged and sat down at the table and started to munch on some chips.
"Emma! I'm making dinner!" Spike scolded shooting Emma a look.
Emma dropped her gaze but continued to eat. "Sorry…I'm just hungry."
"Eat a carrot. They're healthier…and besides I thought you hated chips."
"Well chips are what I want right now," she almost snapped.
Spike stopped what she was doing and looked at her daughter. "Excuse me, but you won't talk to me that way. I haven't said anything lately but…well you've been putting on a little bit of weight. And I mean that's fine sweetie, you could use some extra muscle…"
"You're calling me fat?" Emma's eyes welled up with tears.
"No! You're perfect!" her mother defended herself waving the knife in the air.
"Then what's your point?" Emma asked, her voice rising just a little bit.
"Emma…"
The girl just rolled her eyes and went downstairs. She collapsed on her bed and stared at the ceiling. Suddenly an overwhelming urge shot through her and she shot for her bathroom and threw up everything she had eaten that day and possibly before. She groaned and put her head against the seat. If this was what pregnancy would be like, she wanted no part in it! She stood, a little unsteady and made her way to the phone. She really didn't want to do this…but it was the only thing that could solve her problem. It went against everything she stood for and she knew she would get read the riot act but she pushed those thoughts to the back of her mind. She picked it up and punched in Manny's numbers.
"Hello?" came her friends voice.
"Manny? Umm…can you come over? I really need to talk to you."
"Em are you ok?" Manny asked concerned. She knew what it was like to be this way…to feel like you were all alone and everyone hated you. And right now was not the best time for it….
"Yeah, I think," Emma answered softly.
Jay looked down at Alex who was sound asleep on his chest. They were watching an old episode of 'That 70s Show' and Alex was completely wiped so she just dropped off to sleep. The audience was laughing at something Kelso had said or done but all Jay was aware of was how much he was going to hurt her. They had been together for five years…not counting that break they took. So after five years he had to tell her that Emma Nelson, the very girl that she wanted to die besides Amy, was pregnant with his child. She was going to rip him apart and enjoy every friggen minute of it. He sighed and played with her hair absentminded. He was rolling over ways to bring up the subject when she jerked a little bit and woke up.
"Jay?" she asked sleepily as she rolled over.
He stared at her. She was beautiful when she wasn't so preoccupied with being a hardass. He nodded silently and she sat up slowly. "What's going on?" she asked trying to get orientated.
"Nothing, you were sleeping."
"What time is it?"
"Five," he answered looking a clock.
She jumped up. "Holy shit I'm gonna be late, "she said as she ran around attempting to find all pieces of her uniform.
Jay tossed her his keys. "Get in a wreck and I'll kill you," he threatened.
She made a face. "Oh right…like you're going to notice a scratch on it," she muttered as she caught the flying sharp objects.
Just as she was flying out the door the phone rang and she stopped short, wanting to see who it was. All the sudden she dropped her stuff and stared at her boyfriend was getting up to get the phone.
"What?" he asked.
She glared at him and asked in a slow and deathly calm voice, "What the fuck is Nelson calling here for?"
He stared at her, eyes wide. Fuck…I guess this is when the shit hits the fan… he thought to himself
