Author's Note:
Okay Guys this chapter is a little different from the others but I just wanted you guys to view Em and Sean's home life before the drama started again! Let me know what ya think and it'll continue...
Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi if I did the new season would've already started and Emma and Sean really would be practically living together…
The song is "little things" by India Arie. And Actually for this chapter I only used the chorus of the song.
Chap 3-Loving all the Little Things…
Doing Laundry
Emma:
"Sean Cameron? You are going to learn how to do laundry if it's the last thing I do!"
I yell at him from the small musty laundry room.
No answer.
I walk into the living room with his previously white -now bright pink boxers and my previously white
Now brightly pink tee shirt
The one that my mom bought me on my birthday.
He's on the couch watching TV; not exactly a constructive way to spend a Saturday morning. "Sean?" I say walking up behind him; the car crashes are too loud.
I bend down close to his ear.
He feels my breath I guess, and he turns his head toward me halfway smiling. I smile back...and then
I pick the boxers up and stuff them right over his stupid face.
Sean rips the boxers off his head and throws them down. He stands up laughing "Come here!" and then I run leading him into the laundry room.
"See…" I say waving my arms demonstratively as he comes in, "It's called laundry, Sean. It doesn't do itself. And reds, " I say swooping down picking up some red cap that Sean inadvertently-I hope- stuffed in with our whites. "Don't go in with whites." I say waving the pink tee in his face. Sean just blinks at me.
Sean:
"What's the big deal?" I say shrugging.
"They're pink!" Emma yells holding her arms out, like she always does when she's bothered. I force myself not to smile at her-she's so cute-and say with a nod-cuz I really don't get the problem.
"So?...You're a girl...you wear pink." Emma stares at me as though I'm an idiot and then screams dropping the clothes and shaking my shoulders "But you don't!" I frown up at her…she's really making no sense right about now-no matter how cute she is- "Riightt…" I say slowly "That's why I gave the boxers to you."
Emma:
I freeze, my mouth gaping, Is Sean really serious?
I wonder,
and finally yell "Uuuuggghh!"
Sean grabs me-such a wuss's move-kissing me passionately.
He always does this when he has no idea how to end an argument. Even a not at all that serious one like this one. And I can't help but smile as I pull away from him.
But I still lean my forehead into his chest and say with a sigh, knocking my head into him and closing my eyes,
"Sean? You will learn to do laundry if it's the last thing I do."
Sean stares at me, his smile disappearing and then says quietly, hugging me tightly to his chest,
"Doesn't look like I'll be learning anytime soon then…"
God...I love him!
It's the little things (It's the little things)
And the joy they bring.
It's the little things
It's the little things (it's the little things)
And the joy they bring
On the Phone-Come Over:
Sean: Emma…you coming by later?
Emma (Playfully): Why? Do you want me to?
Sean: Sure,
Emma (in babyish voice): Do you really really want me to?
Sean (getting annoyed): Yes, Emma. I really want you to
Emma: Are you su-
Sean: Emma! just get over here alright!
Emma: Okay Sean. God, you don't have to go all postal…
Hangs up.
It's the little things (It's the little things)
And the joy they bring.
It's the little things
It's the little things (it's the little things)
And the joy they bring
T-shirts, Ice Cream, and Tv
Sean:
Today was so crazy. I didn't have time even have to call Em-"Hi Sean," Emma says zipping past me and kissing me lightly on the cheek. "Hey, Emma," I say, as she blurs past me again rushing to get some ice-no...ice cream-out of the freezer.
I'm not sure what she's doing...but I notice she's wearing my T-shirt.
I smile, she looks so cute in my clothes, but sometimes it's annoying... especially when it's the last clean shirt I have.
"Emma, is that the T-shirt that was on the bed?"
Emma pauses, spooning ice cream into her mouth before looking at me, wide-eyed and then down at the shirt curiously. "Um…yeah. I think it is." She says pulling the spoon out of her mouth. "Emma that was-hmmph!." I start but don't finish cuz she shoves the spoon in my mouth. "Sean! you have to taste this! Isn't it just... heavenly!" "Heavenly"! Gimme a break!
The ice cream is good and I slurp it to the back of my throat, while Emma nods at me, smiling like a yuppy.
But still, I was trying to talk to her... "Emma! Don't do that!" "Do what?" She says, looking into the ice cream pint innocently, and toying with another spoon. "Don't stuff food in my mouith when I'm trying to talk to-Hmmph!" She shoves another spoon in my mouth and laughs. My head goes cold this time. I sucked it down too fast trying to get back to what I was saying. I hold onto the counter closing my eyes...my head spinning.
Emma:
I guess Sean got brain freeze,
At least I sure hope so, cuz he's looking really sickening.
"Awww, I'm sorry bayby" I say kissing his forehead "Are you alwight?"
I tease, as I rub his arm soothingly.
He snaps out of it and glares at me
"I'm fine now." He says wiping his mouth with the back of his sleeve.
"Eew! Sean, please! That shirt is grimy enough without you putting your sticky ice cream mouth all over it." I say with a shudder, before snatching the pint off of the counter and heading back towards the living room.
"Emma!" "Not now Sean, I'm watching Sunset Edge. Ronny just drove over the edge of the cliff!" I call leaping back, onto the couch crossing my legs.
Sean:
God! Emma is so…distracted.
Anyway, I walk into my room and look for a remotely clean pair of... anything.
I guess Emma washed my jeans and I pull them on after slinging the dirty pair over the towel holder.
I turn around staring at the mess; clothes on the floor, socks in the corner. It's all mine of course, Emma would never be this messy. Good thing Emma hardly comes in here, I think and then say..."I'll do it later…" same way I always do, walking out and leaving the mess behind me.
I walk towards the living room and lean against the doorway. Emma is so cute staring at the Tv with her spoon mid-air and her eyes all wide open like something is about to jump out at her.
I look at the clock: 7:57. Good. This junkie soap opera will be over in a moment and I stand here watching whatever this is, waiting for it to go off.
It ends with some chick falling off of a cliff like she's killing herself. Emma looks shocked and she's near tears but not the really bad kinda of tears. Just those dumb girly not really serious tears.
After the scene with the chicks arms spread out and falling off the edge the show goes off and Emma sits there open-mouthed; God, she's crazy!
I sneak up next to her. "Ha!" I yell and she screams practically falling off the couch.
I roll on the floor laughing. Girls are so easy!
Emma:
"Sean! What the heck is wrong with you?" I say sitting up, my heartbeat slowing down. But he just keeps laughing holding his sides like he's just so funny.
"Alright Mr. funny." I say, leaping down next to him digging my fingers into his sides. He's laughing really hard now, "Em-ma stop!" He says trying-but not really trying-to get away, "No, no, no!" I say, tickling him until he finally lifts up pushing me against the couch and saying "Ha!" right into my face, like I really care. I love him. I lean over and kiss him and for some reason, it just now registers that he's not wearing a shirt.
"Sean?" I say sitting up, a little "Why are you, like, half-naked?" He stares down at his chest as though he just notices this himself "I'm not," "You are." He looks at me blankly then he points to my bare legs, laughing "Then so are you!" "Um, hello? Girls can wear just t-shirts. It's like a mini-dress, it's cute." I say sitting up onto the couch. Sean just shakes his head at me and then laughs sitting up on the couch besides me "So…I'm not cute?" he says crossing his arms. I glance over at him; his shirt off and his black jeans on looking all babyish…of course he's cute…he's Sean." I smile at him "Shut up, Sean." And push him in the ribs.
Sean:
"What are we watching?" I ask and Emma glances at the tv then leans over clicking it off. "Nothing now, Sunset Edge just went off." I shake my head a little "Why do you watch that trash?" She gasps as though I've just said the worst thing I possibly could. "Sean, Sunset Edge is not trash. It is the most romantic, most-" she's blabbing on about something and I stand up on the couch stretching out my arms and pretend to jump off a cliff. "What is romantic about jumping off of a cliff?" I say, with a laugh, sitting back down next to Emma "Ronny died, Sean." She says dramatically, "The girl's name is Ronny?"
Emma:
"No, Sean," I say pausing with a sigh. Guys are so clueless. "Ronny is Simone's boyfriend." Sean blinks at me "And...who is Simone…?" "Simone, Sean! She's the one who just killed herself!" Sean thinks on this a moment "They made the girl die in the same show as her boyfriend?"
Now I'm getting angry. Uuuurrrgghhh. "Sean?" I say, pulling my knees up on the couch and facing him. "Ronny was driving, and Harry-Simone's jealous half-brother-had cut the brake cables so that when Ronny was trying to stop before he drove over the edge, he couldn't stop and his car flew into the ocean." Now Sean is actually looking interested.
"Hey that sounds kinda cool." Cool? "Cool, Sean? It's tragic! Ronny died because of Simone's jealous half-brother and everyone thinks it was Hal's fault!" Now he looks confused again. "Wait a minute? Who's Hal?" "Hal is Simone's boyfriends best friend." Sean processes this for a moment "He was buddies...with the dead guy?" "Right." "So…why'd he kill him then?" "Sean, pay attention! Hal didn't kill him. Harry did?" "Why?" "Because he's in love with Simone!" "Wait! I thought she was his sister?" "She is." "So the guys in love with his sister?' "Well, yeah. I mean it's complicated Sean. They dated before they knew they were related." Sean gets this look on his face like he just swallowed something horrible. "That's disgusting Emma! Why do you watch that?" "Sean! They've never been together on the show!" "It's still sick." "No it's not it was so romantic." Sean sits up turning toward me, "You think that someone being in love with their half-brother is romantic? Watch out Jack!" I hit Sean in the shoulder. "Sean, no! First off he's in love with her, not the other way around. Second, that's not the romantic part." He turns towards me again rolling his eyes, but says, "Then what is, Emma?" "Ronny died in the car crash and his body went into the ocean so the police can't find it. Then at the end we all think that Simone is going to the cliff to break down crying, right. But then, out of nowhere, she stands up and she goes "I'll find you." And she just falls Sean, right into the water." I say and thinking about it I feel my eyes tear up agin,
"So wait a minute? She thinks that she can find him even though the cops or whatever can't?" I stare at Sean blankly, "She can't swim Sean." "Then why does she say 'I'll find you'?" My head is hurting now. "Sean! she is heartbroken that Ronny died and she's saying that she'll die too and then they'll be together." Sean blinks for a moment then says "Ooooohhhh, she killed herself because he died." "Right," "That's all you had to say." "Sean, shut up." I say but laugh a little as I lean over onto his shoulder.
"Don't you think that's dumb, Em?"
"What?"
"Killing yourself cuz you know, the person you loved is dead or whatever?"
I think about it for a moment then sigh, "I have no idea Sean, I mean..." I pause taking a breath "and hopefully won't have to find out."
Sean doesn't respond, he does that sometimes when I say something like this, so I just nuzzle my head in his shoulder sighing.
"Emma," Sean says after a moment, "Yeah?" "Do you think you could, do me ah...-a favor?"
Sean says after a moment,
"Okay Sean. what?" I say calmly, ready for anything.
"Try not to get yourself killed, ok?" He says slowly, and for just a millisecond, I think he's joking before realizing that the seriousness in his voice is a little too serious for a joke
I hug him tightly "Ok." I say and he holds me a little too tightly, but...I don't mind
It's the little things (It's the little things)
And the joy they bring.
It's the little things
It's the little things (it's the little things)
And the joy they bring
On the Phone-Love you too:
Sean: Emma, what's up?
Emma: nothing I just called to say I love you
Sean: why in the world would you do something like that? Emma! I'm working; you know that!
Emma: Well excuse me for calling to say something as horrendously unimportant as-
Sean: Emma?
Emma pauses waiting for him to say whatever
Sean: I was kidding. I love you too.
Emma(smiling): I love you too Sean
Sean: I love you too
Emma: I love you too
Sean: I love you too
Emma: I love you too
Sean:I love y-ow! No, yes sir Mr. Harris! Here I come! Em, I gotta go!
Emma: Ok Sean, see you later on…
Sean: Right. Oh and Emma?
Emma: Yeah…?
Sean: I love you too…
Hangs up.
It's the little things (It's the little things)
And the joy they bring.
It's the little things
It's the little things (it's the little things)
And the joy they bring
Visiting Jay
Emma:
"Are you sure you're ready?" I ask Sean. He never came to see Jay before. He was always either at work,
or "busy" but...I know he just doesn't wanna see Jay like this.
I straighten up his collared t-shirt.
The only one he owns that I bought him earlier this week.
He murmurs something along the line of "Alright, already!" and I pull my hand away from his neck, before leaning up and kissing it. That drives him car-razy when's he's annoyed.
Sean:
She always does this, and I always smile. Sometimes, I really can't stand her. "Be good." she says patting my cheek playfully and turning around to head down the hospital stairs. I stare after her...wishing she wouldn't leave.
Emma:
Sean told me he's been a little...- "sick" was the word he used-of hospitals since the shooting.
But he really means nervous around blood, and I glance back at him; he looks so scared.
I rush back over to his side "Sean, I thought you'd want time alone with Jay." I say touching his face in an unattractively matron way and then saying, "But, I can stay with you...if you need m-…" "I'll be fine." Sean says stiffening, and I know he's locked me out. There's never any use talking to Sean when he says this, because no matter what you do he'll continue to repeat the same monotone words until you drop the subject.
Sean:
I smile halfheartedly as Emma drops the subject says "Ok, I'll be waiting in the lobby whenever you're ready." and walks off down the steps. I take a deep breath feeling a little..weird. Then I shake it off. It's just a hospital, idiot, and push the door to Jay's room open stepping inside and breathing heavily.
"Sean!" Jay says trying to sit up and then groaning in pain. I whence a little. I can take Jay having broken ribs-it's not that traumatizing-it's just...Hospitals they's so full of sickness-Sickness reminds me of death-...Death reminds me of Rick.
I try to avoid the thought of the guy as much as possible.
"So, I see you still got your little blonde headed sweetie chasing you around, hanging onto your every word…" Jay says leaning back into his pillow, arms crossed behind his head. I just stare at Jay. I don't know what it is but the longer I go without seeing him, the less I want to when I do.
"Jay? the "blonde-head' has a name. Try using it sometime."
"Whoa buddy!" Jay says puttiing his hands out, defensively. "Calm down, man. Just joking." Instead of replying, I just stare at the card on his windowsill. Emma told me she bought it to give to him the other day. Wanted me to come with her, but I... couldn't. I notice that it's signed Sean and Emma and smile at the way she signed our names together.
"Man, are you listening!" Jay says as I turn toward him. "To what?" Jay rolls his eyes and says "Man, pay attention, alright?" He gets this weird look in his eye. The look he always usta get when he was about to suggest something...dumb…
"No!" I say before he can say anything.
He looks at me confused, "I thought you didn't even hear what I said?" "I didn't and I don't wanna because I'm not doing it." "Sean, come on man. I'm stuck in this bed. I just need to make a few deliveries for my guy Je-" "Jay! I'm not doing any of that stuff anymore alright! I'm done with it. So whatever it is, just drop it, Alright?." I say firmly, walking over to the side of his bed and sitting unmoved in the chair.
Jay's shaking his head and says "Look, Rico already got the stuff I just need y-" "No, Jay!" I shout getting angrier. God! The guy is in a hospital bed and all he can think about is more stupid scams! "Jay? You're already going to jail in a few days. What are you trying to do? take me with you!" Jay laughs as though this is really funny and I just stare at him.
"Man, was I wrong! Looks to me like blondie's the one who's got you whipped!" "Forget this!" I say and stand up walking towards the door "Sean wait!" "Naw man, I'll see you later." I say closing the door behind me.
"Or sooner!" Jay shouts as I walk away from the door.
Emma:
Sean is walking towards me looking frazzled.
I stand up hoping everything's ok
"Are you alright Sean…?"
"I'm fine. Let's go." he says grabbing my arm and pulling me quickly behind him.
Once we get in the car he sits there for a moment just staring ahead of him.
I'm a little worried. He seems so... distant today.
Ever since we've been back together we've both been distant every now and then, but Sean...? Even a little more than me.
He's gripping the steering wheel tightly as if it'll move if he lets go and just stares angrily ahead of him.
"Sean…do you want me to drive…?"
"Huh? Oh, no. I'm fine Em,"
"How was Jay?" I ask curiously. I know that hospitals bug Sean out, but I've never seen him this messed up about them..
Sean stares at me now, his eyes seeming to darken just a little as I finish speaking.
"He was…He was Jay."
He says shaking his head a little and turning the car key.
"Sean? He'll be alright, ok? He'll be fine it's just a few days…"
Sean looks at me now shaking his head softly "Em, I'm not worried about that."
I stare at him now and as I speak, I hope he'll answer me.
"Then…what are you worried about?"
"Us." Sean states with a strange look in his eye; a look I know recognize as his how-are-we-gonna-screw-up-this-time look.
I lean over and hug his neck.
Pulling his face into my shoulder and not letting him pull away.
"Don't." I whisper in his ear.
Sean:
Letting go of me, she sits back and stares at me with a concerned expression
"Ok?" she says swiping my shoulder with her hand.
I smile. She's so beautiful. "Ok." I say gripping her hand tightly in mine.
I know that there's too much to keep us together but somehow, I can't help but feel as though we're going to fall apart. Namely, because of me. When Jay got that look in his eye? I could feel it coming on…that part of me that always says "What the hell!" and does dumb shit, forcing myself to believe I won't do any better. But I can't this time…
Emma:
Even though I love him so much, I just know Sean thinks something crazy is going to happen to break us apart...but it can't. I won't let it.
Emma/Sean:
Hopefully, I won't…there's too much at risk…
It's the little things (It's the little things)
And the joy they bring.
It's the little things
It's the little things (it's the little things)
And the joy they bring