Chapter 2: Remembering your first love

Underline: Signing and Talking

Bold: S

Daphne's Life:

Daphne and Mingo moved in with each other after they both finished college. Daphne decided that she would rather become a chef than a doctor so she was a successful chef of a successful restaurant. Emmett and Daphne recently became good friends since they were really close as childhood friends and they both wanted to patch things up.

Bay and Daphne were hanging out at Daphne's place in Kansas City trying to decide what they will do for their birthday. Every year they would meet up deciding what to do with the family and some close friends.

Bay's POV:

I said, "so who do you want to invite for friends?" I could see Daphne expression changed as I asked my question.

She let out a sigh and said, "well I was wondering if I could invite Emmett, I mean I get it if you don't want me to." Once she signed Emmett, all I could think was of the night when he broke up with me so I blinked a couple times to let the memory fade by, but then became another memory this time of Emmett and I at the park of the first time he and I made love to each other. I remember saying, "you know I love you, I never stopped." I let out a sigh trying to get all the memories of the night Tank and I got drunk and he raped me. Each memory was like a knife trying to slowly kill me. I felt my breathing get heavier as I had a flashback of the night I was drunk with Tank. I needed to be alone desperately or be have my love arms around me.

I quickly said, "would you excuse me? I have to go to the bathroom." Daphne looked confused, but just nodded. I quickly walked to the bathroom to splash water on my face to stop the memories from coming, but they kept popping in my head. One by one the memories lingered and my breathing became heavier when I saw Tank keep flashing by on the night we had sex. I felt my eyes fill up with tears as I remembered Tank inside of me. I looked at myself in the mirror, as I let the tears fall down. I quickly sat down trying to regain control of my panic attack. In the back of my head I slowly remembered Emmett and how he made me happy, no matter what shit was going on in my fucking life. I slowly let that feeling fill my body which hurt me mentally but I knew it was the only cure to help me get rid of Tank. I fell on the floor letting myself cry for the first time in years. I pulled my knees closer to me as I thought of Emmett holding me close to him as I cried into his arms. His touch sometimes lingers inside of me and I want to feel once again. I wanted for us to be together forever and I knew he probably has got over me, because I lost my chance with him and I would never get it again. I haven't even thought of him because when I did, I would feel my eyes fill up with tears, but I never let myself cry until now. I cried for a while, but I finally recollected myself. I walked outside of the bathroom trying my best to appear I wasn't crying the whole time. Thank god, Daphne was deaf, because I am sure she would've heard me and I wouldn't want her comfort. The comfort I only wanted was Emmett and that would never happen. I quickly walked over to the couch where Daphne was sitting and tried my best to look okay.

She signed, "are you ok?"

I lied, "yeah, just feeling a little under the weather."

She gave me a sincere smile and said, "we can do this later if you want."

I quickly shook my head no and replied, "you can invite Emmett, I'm over him now." I immediately regretted it when I said that because I knew if I saw Emmett, I would cry for days on end seeing his face replay in my head over and over, well, maybe I can avoid him. Maybe this could my way to get over him because maybe he would be this horrible jerk to me so I can get over him.

Daphne looked at me a little confused, but she said, "ok."

We spent the rest of the day deciding who to invite and we decided to have the party at Kathryn's house since she kept insisting.