A/N: Holy fuck, who gave me permission to wait almost a full month to update this? Was it you? How bout you? Well, whoever it was, I'll have you know, I've had a small gathering outside my house and it looked like they had the torches and pitchforks again...of course, they could've been after the update for TBWITB...hmm...curious.

This one is the rest of Emily's past with the cunt Felicity and I just wanna point out, that Katie Fucking Fitch is a total badass! And a quick warning about some of the content in this chapter...***Domestic Violence*** is implied and somewhat detailed, just in case you wanna skim those parts.

Anyhoo, I'll just leave this here for y'all and you let me know what you think, yeah?

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Chapter 4: Red and Green

"Don't forget, sweetheart, I'll be in London on Wednesday." Georgina called out from the kitchen of Emily's flat.

Emily, who was in her room packing her bags, rolled her eyes and chose to stay silent. She didn't want Georgie coming to London at all, but after what happened the last time she saw Naomi, Emily obviously wasn't to be trusted.

"Emily? Sweetheart? Did you hear me?" Georgie stepped into the room, smiling at Emily as if she were a small child. "Dear?"

"Don't call me that!" Emily snapped, seeing the fallen look on Georgie's face. "I don't like it and I've asked you repeatedly not to call me that."

"I don't know what's gotten into you, Emily, but the last couple of months, your attitude has become undesirable." Georgie said, almost condescendingly, a frown firmly in place. "Does this have anything to do with that girl?"

Emily sighed loudly, knowing she was in for another round of guilt. "No, Georgina, it has to do with the fact that I hate it when you call me sweetheart and dear!" She snapped as she finished throwing her clothes into her bag, before moving to the en-suite to gather her toiletries. "You'd think that after two and a half years of dating someone, they'd know that!"

Georgina stayed quiet, not really wanting to argue with Emily before she left, but it was hard to do. When Emily came back into the room with her things, she cleared her throat and tried again. "Emily, please? I don't want to fight with you."

"You could've fooled me, Georgie." Emily said harshly, as she zipped up her bag, but then sighed. "Look, how about you don't come to London on Wednesday, it's going to be hectic and chaotic...," she knew right now was the time to tell the other girl it was over, but when she looked up and saw the frown deepen on Georgie's face, she knew she couldn't do it, "just...give me a week or two, yeah?" She asked, softer than before, angry at herself for backing down.

Georgina smiled and stepped over to wrap Emily up in a hug, not noticing Emily's sigh of frustration. "A week or two?" Georgie smiled into Emily's hair, where she buried her face. "I don't like it, but I think I can manage that."

The two spent another hour together, eating a late dinner, before Freddie knocked on Emily's door, indicating that it was time to go. He grabbed her bags as Georgie and Emily walked out behind him.

"I'll walk you to your car, yeah?" Emily told her, giving her a smile, hoping that would be enough of a goodbye, as she locked her door.

Georgina was disappointed that Emily didn't ask her to stay at her flat, but decided to let it go for now. "Yeah, alright."

After a brief goodbye kiss and hug, Emily watched as Georgie pulled out of the car park, relieved to be able to breathe properly. With her mind on Naomi and the added complication of thoughts of Felicity, Emily felt like she was choking with Georgina around. And if she was being honest with herself, which didn't happen to often these days, that's how being with Georgie made her feel. Like she was drowning and her throat and lungs were filling up with water.

Emily sat in the back seat of Cook's truck, ignoring as he and Freddie argued over the music, and found herself lost in the past again.

Emily watched Felicity slam the door behind her and felt as if the world was just pulled out from underneath her. She had no idea what had just happened, had never experienced anything like that before and once the anger wore off, she was crushed at the feeling of emptiness. Emily didn't know what to do, when after repeated attempts to contact Felicity went unanswered, so she called the only person she knew she could talk to.

Katie rushed back from Bristol to console her sister, telling her it was only their first fight and that it wasn't the end of their relationship. It took a lot of wine and a lot of convincing on Katie's part to get Emily back into fighting Fitch form and when a couple days later, Felicity came round with flowers and tears in her eyes begging for Emily's forgiveness, Emily wasn't so easy on her.

But in the end, Emily did forgive Felicity, because the thought of being without her was too much for Emily to bear, and things went smoothly until they weren't so smooth anymore.

What started out as verbal barbs aimed at Emily's inability to concentrate fully on Felicity and her poor decision to do a double major at school and work full time. Those emotional bullets always seemed to hit their target every time, slowly breaking downing Emily's self-confidence, until around the middle of term, Emily stopped focusing on classes, barely managing to attend at all.

Emily spent more time working and less time at home, causing Katie to grow suspicious, but the older twin's questions about where Emily was during the day and night went unanswered.

Toward the end of term, Felicity's hurtful words turned into shoving matches when Emily started drinking with the guys on her crew, coming in drunk so she could avoid any "meaningful" heart to hearts with her girlfriend. Bruises and scratches found after blackouts were at first attributed to Emily's drunken escapades with her two new best mates, Cook and Freddie, but Felicity had an apology ready every time and Emily forgave her every time, even though the thought of be with Felicity scared Emily as much as the though of being without her. Emily lied over and over about the bruises, too ashamed to admit the truth, but Katie soon discovered the real reason for them.

Emily had made the decision to stay at her place alone one night, not really caring that it made her girlfriend angry, because she needed a break. She had gone out with Cook and Freddie, and for a while she forgot about how shitty her life was at the moment, because her friends made it easy to chat up girls in the club and have a good time.

Meanwhile, Felicity had decided that she didn't like Emily making decisions and was going to let her know that. But she made the mistake of not making sure Katie wasn't at home when she snuck into their apartment with the key she had guilted out of Emily. She sneered as she looked around the flat, thinking how childish the place looked as she made her way to Emily's room to wait.

Emily slipped her key into the lock around three in the morning, intending to make her way to bed and sleep for a week. She tip-toed as quietly as she could toward her room, not wanting to wake up Katie. Emily didn't know that on the other side of her door was a ticking time bomb.

Felicity heard Emily when she came home and the anger that had been simmering the longer she sat there waiting was now at a boiling rage. The only thoughts running through her head was how to punish Emily for making her wait.

Emily opened the door slowly, stepping into her room and shut it behind her, flipping the switch to light the room.

"Did you have a nice night out?"

Emily squealed and jumped as a quiet voice broke the silence in the room. She turned and stared at Felicity, who was sitting with her back against Emily's headboard, arms folded across her chest and a glare on her face.

Emily felt her knees start to weaken as fear rushed through her. "What are you doing here, Fee? I thought I told you-,"

Felicity's laughter rang out through the room, effectively cutting off Emily's words. "You thought, Emily! That was your first mistake. You should know better than to think! It's not like you make the right decisions anyway, is it?" Even though her voice was still quiet, the words were razor sharp, cutting through what little self-esteem Emily had left. "Do you know how long I've been sitting here, in this shithole, waiting for you?"

Emily felt the urge to throw up, as she stood there with her eyes downcast, unable to say anything.

"I asked you a fucking question! Are you deaf now as well?" Felicity screamed as she flew off the bed to stand in front of Emily. She reached up and gripped Emily's chin, forcing her to look up. "I'm not pleased, Emily. And we know what happens when I'm not pleased, don't we?"

Emily was shaking with a mixture of fear and rage. 'How did I end up like this?' She asked herself as she stayed silent in the face of her very angry girlfriend. 'This isn't who I am!' She remembered telling Freddie a little about what had been going on with Felicity and he told her that she needed to end it and Cook agreed wholeheartedly, but right now, as she stood face to face with her girlfriend, Emily was scared.

The thing that Emily didn't tell Freddie or Cook, what she knew she would never tell Katie or her dad, was that Felicity had become violent. And her punches hit their targets just as well as her words did. Emily wasn't stupid, she figured out where all those bruises and scratches came from months ago. It didn't help that Felicity took a sick amount of pleasure in letting Emily know the truth.

"See, Emily? You're not listening to me," Felicity stated as her hand shot out, lightening fast, connecting with Emily's right cheek.

The force of it knocked Emily back, causing her to hit the door with the back of her head, the loud thump echoing throughout the flat and if looks could kill, Emily would probably be dead right about now. Felicity was shaking so bad with rage, that she looked like she was having a seizure almost. Emily knew what was coming, but she couldn't react fast enough, as Felicity struck out again, this time with a closed fist.

It still shocked her that this had become her life. That this broken shell, is what Emily had allowed herself to become. Felicity's hands moved so fast that Emily didn't even see them, but she felt them. After the first couple of hits, Emily heard a sickening crunch.

"You never fucking listen, sweetheart!" Felicity said, almost calmly, between punches. "I've told you that I didn't like you going out with those two tossers, but yet, you still continue to do it!"

It was true, Emily thought to herself, Felicity had made her views of Cook and Freddie quite clear. And this wasn't the first time she had to remind Emily, but over the last ten months it had been getting worse.

Felicity knew all the right words to say. She had been grooming Emily for the role of the battered wife for awhile now. 'Yes, domestic abuse happens in lesbian relationships too.' Emily thought to herself on more than one occasion. People tend to think that, just because it's two women, that it can't but it does. One thing Emily learned quickly was that Felicity hates it when she's not in control.

"Come along, dear." Felicity reached and grabbed a handful of Emily's hair as she started to black out, dragging her up on to her feet and toward the bed.

The pain Emily was feeling was getting to be too much for her to bear and she cried out when she felt herself being pushed but wasn't close enough to the bed and ended up falling against the end-table.

"Emily?"

Through the pain, Emily heard her sister calling from the other side of the door and she knew Katie would finally find out her secret. Fresh tears fell from her eyes as she heard Felicity come around and kneel down next to her.

"If you know what's good for you," Felicity had heard Katie as well, "you'll keep your mouth shut, isn't that right, sweetheart?"

Emily hated pet names, especially sweetheart and dear, because Felicity had always used them. She was brought out of her head by Freddie letting her know that they were almost to London and she was glad she chose to sit in the back of the truck as she wiped away the tears that had fallen silently, that way Emily didn't have to see the pity on the faces of her friends.

'That's why I stay with Georgina.' Emily thought to herself, bitterly. 'Because I don't know how to handle anyone else!'

Effy and Katie were working on getting drunk by the time Freddie called Katie to let her know they were almost there. Effy had suggested that they meet up at the pub they were at and when Katie told Freddie, the three of them agreed.

So now Katie and Effy sat waiting.

"So explain to me why Emily stays with her girlfriend." Effy wanted to know more about the younger twin.

They had talked about the potential fireworks between Emily and Naomi earlier on, but Effy was intrigued by the girlfriend and what kind of hold she would have on Emily, who seemed to have two different sides to her.

"Emily likes to think that Georgina's uncomplicated." Katie slurred as she took another drink from her pint. "She thinks Georgie doesn't or won't expect too much from her and there's a level of safety for Emsy."

"Interesting." Effy smirked into her own glass. "Why would she want that?"

Katie sighed, as she sat back in her seat. "Emily's had a rough past few years, yeah?" She said, feeling guilty for talking about her sister, but fuck if she didn't need someone to talk to. It was easy for Emily because she had the boys, but Katie didn't have anyone and what had happened to Emily affected her as well.

"You don't have to talk about it, Katie." Effy said, as she leant across the table, placing a comforting hand on Katie's arm. "I'm just a curious person, not a gossip."

Katie shrugged. "It's alright. It's just...," she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "it's hard to talk about, mainly for the fact that I'm not supposed to talk about it, ya know? Emily won't allow us to and sometimes I feel the need to."

"I know we don't know each other that well," Effy said with a small smile, "but I'll listen if you need to talk."

Katie felt years of frustration and guilt at the whole Felicity situation finally come to a head, so she pushed the guilt aside for telling Emily's story to someone else and started at the beginning, coming to the night it ended.

Katie awoke with a start as a loud thud sounded throughout the flat. She had to will her heart to slow down so she could hear if someone was in the flat with her. She heard a soft whimper coming from across the hall. 'Fuck, Emsy!' She thought to herself, as she pulled herself out of bed to go and check on her drunken sister.

She had hardly seen Emily in the past few weeks. With Emily choosing to start skipping classes lately and spending her spare time with that bitch, it really put a huge dent in their twin time.

She padded across the hall and knocked gently on the door. "Emily?" She called through the closed door, then heard shuffling. Katie shook her head as she waited a few seconds more before turning the knob and opening the door enough to stick her head in. "Emily, did you go out drinking with the boys again?"

Katie eyes widened when she saw Felicity who, she knew for a fact, wasn't supposed to be here. Emily had called the girl earlier during the day whilst they were at work to tell her she wanted to spend the night at home, alone. "What the fuck are you doing here? Where's Emily?" She spat out, not seeing her sister.

"I met up with Emsy at the pub." Felicity said calmly, but the contempt for Katie was dripping from her tongue. "You know how she gets when she's been drinking, so I brought her home. Silly girl tripped and fell." She shrugged her shoulders as she nodded with her head to where Emily lay.

"Kay...," it was quiet, but Katie had been in tune to Emily's voice for so long, she'd probably be able to hear it from a mile away.

Katie stepped further into the room, coming around to the side of the bed and finally saw Emily lying there, bleeding. "What the fuck, Emsy!" She cried out as she rushed over to Emily, who had finally passed out. "What the fuck happened to her?" Katie growled at the dark headed girl.

The glare that Katie aimed at Felicity was so fierce that Felicity shrank back from the force of it before she shored up her defences to growl back at the older twin. "How the fuck should I know? I'm not your sister's keeper!"

Katie caught the underlying hint of the lie as Felicity tried her best to glare back at Katie. "Really? Because I'm more than positive that that's exactly what you try to be, bitch!"

Felicity didn't like dealing with Katie because she couldn't control Katie. She knew that the older twin wouldn't be cowed into submission like Emily had been, but she started this little game and she knew she would have to see it through.

"Listen, you cunt-," Felicity started to say, but was cut off by the vibrating carbon copy of her girlfriend, forcefully.

"You'd better listen, and listen good...," Katie said, an eerie calm to her voice, as she watched the dark headed girl cup the cheek that Katie had just slapped, "...I'm not Emily, yeah? I know the both of you think your really good at hiding your secrets, but you're not. And if you think, for even a second, that I'm letting you walk out of here, you really are as stupid as you look."

Katie saw the flash of fear in Felicity's eyes as she tried to back away from the older twin and before she could follow, she felt Emily grip her hand.

"Katie...," Emily said weakly.

"How long, Emsy?" Katie asked quietly, knowing that Emily would know exactly what she was talking about.

"Months, maybe a year...," Emily coughed, then squeezed her eyes shut as the pain flared up, "I-I...don't know...for s-sure." Katie didn't respond with words as she let go of Emily and laid her head gently back down.

Felicity had made her way to the door whilst Katie was busy with Emily, intending to leave before anything else was said, but just as she reached out for the doorknob, her head was snapped back as Katie grabbed a fistful of her hair.

"Fucking hell!" Felicity screamed out, as the pain ripped along her skull, but that pain was nothing compared to what was coming next.

Katie used her forward motion to slam the other girl's head into the door and was satisfied when she saw blood on the door as Felicity dropped to the floor. "Did you think you'd be able to get away with this forever? That I wouldn't find out?" Katie asked her, as the other girl tried to get up.

The older twin stood there, giving herself a moment to get her rage under control. The last thing she needed was to get nicked for manslaughter, which was a very real possibility. But when she glanced back over at Emily and saw the way she was laying there, curled into a ball to protect herself, Katie knew that she had to do whatever possible to make for sure Felicity would never do this again.

"I'm just curious, Fee," Katie started to say as she watched the other girl wipe the blood off her face, "why Emily? What did she ever do to you?"

Felicity glared up at the twin and scoffed. "Because I could! She made it too fucking easy, didn't she!" Felicity shouted at Katie. "Because she's mine!"

"She did?" Katie asked in mock surprise. "Well, I guess maybe she may have made it a bit easy for you, you know, being in love with you and all. So I guess this is all her fault...,"

Felicity struggled to her feet, but then stared at Katie, suddenly confused. "If she had only acted the way I told her to, this never would have happened."

"So you're going to tell me this was all Emily? Because she...she didn't fit your idea of who she should be?" Katie's lisp was present, a sure sign that she was about to explode, but Felicity didn't know that. "You're so bloody fucking stupid!" Katie screamed as she lunged at the taller girl, grabbing her by the throat and with the muscles given to her by Rob Fitch, threw her against the door and started throwing punch after punch.

Every time Felicity made a move to break free from Katie's grasp, the older twin would once again grab her by the throat and throw back against the door.

"She's yours?" Katie questioned as she threw a right hook that landed in Felicity's face, causing her head to snap back. "She's never been yours! You don't deserve her!"

Felicity did her best to fend off Katie's attack, but the older twin was too strong, too fast and she used closed fists. No slaps from Katie, nope! Papa Fitch made sure his girls knew how to defend themselves. Katie's punches landed in her stomach and ribs, and she almost passed out, but she held herself in check.

"You fucking cunt! How dare you lay your hands on my sister? What gave you the right?" Katie demanded in between punches.

Katie landed one last blow to Felicity's face and the girl's head flew back in to the door. The twin watched as dark eyes rolled back into her head and she slid down the door, crumbling at Katie's feet. The sound of Emily crying on the floor brought Katie back around to her, as sirens could be heard faintly outside.

"Emsy." Katie cried when Emily opened her eyes, but didn't stop brushing her face. "We need to get you to A&E."

Emily was in the verge of saying something, but her jaw closed with an audible click, as the twins heard shuffling behind them. Katie glanced over her shoulder to where Felicity was halfway to a standing position.

"She's not going anywhere! Not with with you!" Felicity growled out as blood trickled down her face from the open gashes she had received from the older twin, as she held her arm across her torso.

Katie knew it was only a last surge of adrenaline coursing through Felicity, giving her the strength to stand up, but it didn't stop Emily from shaking in fear at the sight of her.

Once again, Katie gently laid Emily's head back down, standing up herself and facing the bitch.

"You think you're going to stop us?" Katie scoffed at her, as she stepped closer to the girl.

She was ready to end this bitch's life, when loud knocking sounded throughout the flat, startling Katie and Felicity. Katie moved toward the door when Felicity reached out and grabbed her, pushing her back with whatever strength she had left.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

Katie sneered at her and shrugged. "I'm going to see who's at the door, bitch!" She spat out and tried to reach the door again, just as they both heard a yell from outside the room.

"BRISTOL POLICE, OPEN THE DOOR!"

Katie's sneer turned into a smirk as she glared at Felicity. "You're totally fucked now, you stupid fucking cunt!" She said as she pushed Felicity out of the way.

Felicity was scared now as she grabbed Katie by the shoulders and whipped her around to face her, angry that she had totally lost control of the situation to Katie. "Who the fuck do you think you are!" She screamed in fury at the older twin.

Katie had had enough, as the police officer shouted through the door again. She grabbed ahold of Felicity by the ears, bringing the girl's head down as she brought her knee up. The solid crunch of broken bones could be heard clearly, then Felicity crumbled to the floor again, while Katie stood over her.

"I'm Katie Fucking Fitch! Who the fuck are you?" She replied to as Felicity slipped into unconsciousness and then ran from the room, coming face to face with two of Bristol's finest.

Come to find out, Emily had been too drunk to make for sure the door was latched and their neighbour, a widowed, elderly woman by the name of Mrs Gates, had heard the screaming and banging around, concerned enough about "those sweet young girls" to call the cops.

"So they hauled the bitch away and I went with Emsy to hospital, where they called our dad." Katie said as she finished telling Effy everything she knew.

"Poor Emily." Effy stated quietly, taking a drink.

"Yeah...she was so ashamed when our dad came into the room and demanded to know what had happened...," Katie was on the verge of tears as she remembered that night, "it...it was a bad time for her. She closed up, wouldn't talk about it at all, started going back to classes full time. Cook and Freddie would drop us off at school and pick us up every night. Emily wouldn't leave the sofa for months unless it was for work or school."

Effy was surprised by everything she had heard. She never would have imagined Emily as the type of person to ever be a victim of any kind, the younger twin seeming so in control and confident, except when it came to her girlfriend or Naomi. She was about to ask more about it, when a shout alerted both girls to new arrivals.

Freddie, Cook and Emily and finally made it to the pub and were headed over to where they were sitting.

Effy quickly smiled at the three of them. She greeted as they took a seat. "Hey, you guys made it. What can I get you guys to drink?" She looked directly at Emily as she asked, noting the hollow look in her eyes as Emily nervously glanced around. "She's not here." Effy leant close to the younger twin and whispered in her ear.

Emily jumped, feeling Effy's breath blow across her cheek. "What? Who?"

Effy merely smirked and her eyes twinkled in the dimly lit pub. "Interesting." She stood back up and gestured toward the bar. "Drinks?" Freddie and Cook nodded and told her what they wanted, with Emily asking for a pint of lager.

Emily and the boys caught up to Effy and Katie, drink wise, and Effy suggested heading to a club she had heard of. So they all set out into the night, opting to walk in the unusually warm night.

As the night wore on, Emily found herself more able to relax with the help of alcohol and without the added tension that having Naomi there would bring, and she was able to enjoy herself on the dance floor. At first with Cook and Freddie, then Katie and Effy joined them, but later Emily found herself grinding against a skanky looking girl. At first she tried to keep her distance but the random just kept getting closer and closer, until Emily felt the rush from the pill really kick in, and then she was lost in world of sights, sounds and sensations.

Katie stood of the dance floor and watched her sister, knowing how she could get on the mix of booze and pills.

"Is she gonna be alright?" Effy shouted over the music, as she came to stand next to the older twin, just as concerned.

Katie nodded slightly. "Yeah. Cook won't let her do anything stupid." She replied, not really taking her eyes off of Emily.

"Won't let who do anything stupid?"

Katie and Effy tensed at the voice behind them.

"Naomi? What are you doing here?" Effy asked in apparent surprise, making sure that she stood in between Naomi and Emily on the dance floor, still grinding shamelessly against the tall brunette.

"Elysse brought me." Naomi said as she stood there, trying to look around, but Effy and Katie suddenly became a wall in front of her.

"Where is your darling girlfriend?" Katie asked, trying her best to hold back the sarcasm, especially after hearing Effy's story earlier. Concern for her sister and Naomi etched all over her face.

Naomi turned to look toward the bar, where Elysse had gone to get drinks. "She's up at the bar somewhere. You guys been here long?"

"Awhile." Effy shrugged, wondering if she should get Naomi to leave or if she should just stand back and watch the train wreck that was about happen. But then the look on Katie's face answered her question for her. "You wanna head up and get another round with me, Nai?"

Naomi shrugged and followed Effy up to the bar, where the brunette ordered a tray of shots, four pints and a glass of wine. Naomi thought it odd for her to get that many drinks for just her and Katie, but she didn't say anything as Katie stepped in to grab one of the pints and the tray and they all started toward the table.

"Honey? There you are!" Elysse came out of the crowd as they were passing by the dance floor. "I've been looking all over for you, sweetie."

"I found Effy, so I went and helped her out." Naomi explained, a bit irritated by the whining in Elysse's voice, but she brushed it off. "C'mon, we're gonna join them."

Elysse, Katie and Effy started to protest, but Naomi's look stopped them all, as the crowd parted in font of them and smack dab in the centre of the dance floor was Emily grinding shamelessly against some slutty looking random, causing the two glasses that Naomi was clutching in her hands to shatter. One as it slipped from her numb fingers of her right hand to the floor, and the glass of wine gripped in her left hand so tightly that the thin, fragile glass exploded under the force of Naomi's fingers.

But Naomi didn't notice the wine or the blood as it dripped from her hand, whilst Effy and Katie rushed to check it out, nor did she notice Elysse whining about whatever it was she was going on about. The only thoughts that ran through Naomi's mind was how gorgeous Emily looked and how fucking jealous she was right at that moment.

Emily felt eyes on her as the back of her neck tingled, and turned to see if she could pinpoint the source, but she froze where she stood as her brown eyes locked onto the iridescent eyes of the one person she really wanted to be dancing with no matter how much she denied it. She saw Katie and Effy hovering around the blonde, and when her eyes flicked down she could see the dark liquid running down her hand, but just as Emily took a step toward Naomi, the blonde shook her head in warning and anger filled those ice blue eyes. Her anguish was further flamed by the tall dark blonde that rushed over to Naomi, wrapping her arms around her and didn't look to be letting go anytime soon.

She knew that anything she may have had with Naomi was well over before it had even really begun. Emily's heart dropped at the thought, as she turned and made her way quickly through the crowd as she made her escape through the back door and ran.

'Surprise, surprise!' Emily thought to herself as she made her way to anywhere that didn't include gorgeous blondes, her sister and friends or mysterious brunettes who acted like they knew what you were thinking. "Is this really all I know? If something's too hard, I run?" She spoke aloud, the bitterness think in her voice, whilst keeping her head down as she walked. "This is gonna be a joy once we start filming!"

As Emily was making her way across the city to the apartment she was going to be sharing with Katie, Freddie and Cook, she was unaware that Effy and Katie were taking Naomi to the hospital or that Freddie and Cook were following close behind her, keeping watch.

Cook had had enough when some bloke, who stumbled out of a pub, figured he found an easy target. Cook pushed the guy away as Freddie came up beside Emily and smiled at her.

"C'mon, Emsy." He said, as she looked up at him in surprise. "Let's get you back to the flat, alright?"

Freddie and Cook led her down the streets of London, because after realising that they weren't too far from their flat, they opted to walk back, giving Emily chance to sober up. It didn't help the mumbling that Emily was doing and Cook and Freddie only caught about every other word she said, but she found herself wondering who the dark blonde was and why she ha been hanging all over Naomi.

And why, if Emily had a girlfriend, did the thought of anyone else touching Naomi fill her with rage and sadness?

A/N: ***IF YOU SUFFER FROM OR KNOW OF ANYONE SUFFERING FROM DOMESTIC VIOLENCE, PLEASE SEEK HELP OR URGE THEM TO SEEK HELP! Because no one, and I mean NO ONE deserves to be abused in any way, shape or form. So please, remember that you are a beautiful person who deserve to live a life free of fear, yeah?***

and another chapter down...what did you think? It was crappy wasn't it...

i am currently working on the next two chaps of TBWITB and the next chap of YBHMHAA and the final chap of TNC( which I hope to post by the end of the weekend)...so yeah...there ya go;)

review and let me know what you thought of this one,

major love to you all!

Marci