AN : Hi friends :)
So you may have noticed a teensy bit of beef going on in the review section… for which I would like to apologize profusely. I totally didn't mean to make any enemies and the whole reason I started writing fanfic was to discuss my favourite fandoms with people since my irl friends are getting pretty pissed at me for attempting to recap 19 seasons of Degrassi in text messages. I would also like to clarify that I do not "hate" Emma, if I did I wouldn't be writing about her. However, I will say that I am a bigger fan of Ellie, not Sellie, but Ellie. I feel like the way that Sean and Ellie's relationship kind of portrayed Ellie in a negative light and caused a lot of Emma fans to go after her and I just think that people aren't supposed to be perfect and Emma isn't an exception to that. I feel like my writing doesn't portray Emma in a negative light but rather makes her more interesting and adds depth to her character, I'm writing her as who I think she would be after her experiences.
Thanks for all of your support and I love reading your reviews, I'll try to respond the best that I can and I do not mean to offend anybody. if you have a problem or find error in anything I have said please drop a review! If you want me to update also please drop a review cause I really can't tell if the whole TNG Degrassi community that remains on this site hates me or not…
P.S. Is dabbing still cool? Asking for research purposes...
SO ENJOY MY LOVELIES :)
AN ends
Chapter 3
"What the fuck Em?!" Peter huffs. "God!"
"What? What's wrong?" Emma pants, still out of breath from their heavy makeout session. After the whole 'Sellie' ordeal she raced over to Peter's apartment, desperate for a little rush to numb the pain.
"Fuck! You called me Sean! As in Sean Cameron? Sean Motherfucking Cameron?" Peter yells, tossing Emma her discarded blouse. "Get out."
"What?"
"Get the fuck out of my house!" Emma hastily pulls her top over her head and grabbing her purse she storms out the door. Finally making it back to her car, she slams the door behind her and races home.
-O-O-O-
"So really? You and Spin, huh…" Jay slurs, more than a bit inebriated. "When did you stop liking real men?"
Manny responds with a huff, "What is your deal Jay? Why can't you just let me go? Spinner makes me way happier than you ever did! And at least he's never been to jail!" Jay had showed up at her door while Spinner was at work, a strong stench of alcohol on his breath despite it being only 11am.
"Hey! That was a one time thing! You don't understand how difficult it is to watch your girl get engaged to your best friend!"
"I'm not your girl anymore Jay! Besides, you seemed pretty damn happy about it last night." Jay steps forward, closing the space between him and Manny. "And that's close enough."
"It's not my fault I'm a damn good actor, it's all part of my ten step plan, baby."
"Ten step plan?"
"To win you back" Jay whispers into her mouth, leaning forward until their lips met.
-O-O-O-
"Hey, pass the wontons" Sean scarfed, mouth still half full. He had agreed to meet Ellie for dinner at Wok-Star, their conversation minimal as they devoured the fried, MSG filled cuisine.
"You have the table manners of a troll, Sean" Ellie replies, passing the almost empty plate of dumplings. "Craig broke up with me" she muttered, looking down at the noodles scattered on her plate.
"Good to know" Sean barks. "Is that why you've come crawling back to me? 'Babe'?" Mockery laden in his tone as he continued eating. Sean and Ellie had been together briefly when he was on leave from the military. They only lasted for three days before Craig returned from his world tour and Ellie practically fell into his arms, dumping Sean through a brief text message.
"How many times do I have to say I'm sorry? Craig makes me do crazy things!" Ellie pleads in reply. "I promise i'll make it up to you! How would you like to be my date to the Manny's engagement party next week? Unless you have other plans with a certain blonde environmentalist?"
"Not after she walked out on me, after begging me to fuck her" Sean scoffs, polishing off the last of the wontons and patting his already bloating gut. "She obviously just wanted me for this smoking hot bod"
"Do you want to get her back?" Ellie inquires.
"Yeah…" Sean meekly replies, not being able to look Ellie in the eye. A hint of a smile grew on Ellie's face.
"I've got a plan"
-O-O-O-
Emma sits at home, drowning her sorrows in a bottle of Tequila (her new drink of choice) and reruns of some sappy teen drama on Netflix. She had just gotten off the phone with Spike who was freaking out after finding her half-brother Jack in bed with three different boys that week alone. He was definitely enjoying his senior year in the basement of her old house much more than she had…
Now left alone with her own thoughts with the high pitched voices of D list teenagers droning on in the background, she started replaying her encounters with Sean. From the moment he walked through the door into Manny and Spinner's apartment, to when she read those eight little words on his phone.
She finally understood what he meant by saying she was "a bit late". He had a girlfriend now, and she had a girl on TV trying to decide who to go to prom with, half a bottle of tequila and an empty carton of ice cream.
Oh god! She's stricken with guilt after she remembers that she had slept with a taken man. Was she still a mistress if she didn't know he was with someone? She finds herself questioning how she could be so stupid for the second time today, and wondering what had happened to the Sean she used to know. The Sean with those piercing blue eyes who was loyal almost to a fault. Who she never would have thought to be cheating on his girlfriend.
Emma felt used, sick to her stomach she took another swig from the now lighter Tequila bottle. Passing out on her couch just minutes later.