I feel like it's been forever since I've even thought about this story. Honestly, the only reason I've come back to it was that I received a review from atomiccounty11 and it reminded me that I couldn't leave their story unfinished. This is the last chapter, but there will be an epilogue.
It's been over a decade since her very first date with Sean. Yet that same nervous feeling she had that night was all too familiar to Emma.
They stood facing each other in the driveway of Sean's Garage, his hand around her wrist. He couldn't help but notice how easily his fingers wrapped around her thin wrist. It filled something inside him with worry.
"I was just leaving," Emma says. But she makes no effort to escape Sean's grasp, finding herself enjoy his touch more than she would care to admit.
Ellie, with her always impeccable timing got out of the car. She was leaning against the back of the trunk, watching the scene play out before her.
"Will you two just kiss and make up already?" Ellie yells from her spot. "If I have to spend another car ride with that idiot looking like a kicked puppy, I'm actually going to pull my hair out."
When they were sitting in the dot's parking lot, Sean just couldn't bring himself to go inside. There was something inside him that was telling him that if he saw Emma he wouldn't be able to control himself. His life hadn't been easy and he'd been through enough to know that anything with Emma would end up with one of them hurting. Without speaking he had driven back to his garage, ignoring Ellie's protests.
"Ellie, would you just fuck off!" Sean's emotions are a complete mess. He has no idea what to feel and in this exact moment, all he can think is Ellie needs to leave. When he manages to calm himself down a little, he realizes that a certain blonde has pulled out of grip. He notices her rubbing the slight red marks forming on her wrist. "Shit, I'm sorry Em I-"
"It's fine, I was just leaving anyway." Emma still makes no attempt to leave, her gaze locked onto his pale blue eyes. Another tear starts to drip down her cheek and Sean has to restrain himself from wiping it away.
"Why'd you come back, Em?"
She could barely stop herself from becoming a bawling mess; more tears started to fall and she made no effort to hold them back. "I'm so sorry, Sean," she choked out. "I know it's probably too late but when I found out what happened I couldn't stop myself. When your letters stopped I didn't know what to do with myself and now I've realized that you probably went through the exact same thing and I-"
Her babbling was cut off by him pulling her into his arms. She let herself collapse against his sturdy frame, burrowing her head in his neck. His hand reached up her back, making its way to rest against her smooth Honey-Vanilla hair.
"Shhh," he sighed. His own tears were now falling onto her shoulder. "Just breathe, Em. Everything's going to be okay; We're going to be okay"
He had no idea what she was going on about, but when he saw the girl he loves baring her emotions to him in his driveway, something told him they would be alright. Even after everything they've been through, those same feelings came rushing back.
That had always been the problem with their relationship, one of them was always getting in the way of their happiness. Whether it be pride or lack of communication, there was always something that stopped them being together. Maybe that's why he had been so hesitant to open himself up to her when anything that could go wrong would.
But the woman in his arms wasn't something he could give up on so easily. And when he saw her put herself out there and try, he had to as well.
The Old 'Sean and Emma' always found a reason to break each other. It could've have been because they just weren't ready or it wasn't the right time but it always seemed like fate decided they weren't good together.
The old Sean would've avoided Emma like the plague after that first confrontation in Manny's apartment. He probably would've ditched Toronto all together; abandoning his shop and any possible connection with Emma. Running away from his problems was always a strong suit of his.
When Sean left, the old Emma would've convinced herself that she didn't need him. She would refuse to admit anything was wrong and plaster on a smile. Tell herself to be strong and never dare to contact him out of fear all of her feelings would come spilling out.
Sean didn't need to hear whatever reason Emma was giving for the whole letter ordeal to know that he forgave her. He knew that the old 'Sean and Emma' wouldn't work, but something told him that this Emma isn't the same girl he used to know.
She wasn't the old Emma and he wasn't the old Sean.
And something told him that was enough.
The old 'Sean and Emma' never worked, but maybe the new 'Sean and Emma' would.
THE END :)
AN: Please don't hate me for leaving it this open-ended, but it's where I felt the story should go. If you hate it, feel free to let me know in the reviews, BUT there is an epilogue so it's not too much of a cliff-hanger. Also I LOVE reviews, both positive and negative. They make me feel social and less of a hermit writing fanfic in my room.
3 Thanks so much for reading and I hope we meet again soon! 3