Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows (Part Three)
A/N: Cheers again for all the reviews, don't forget to keep them coming = ] Sorry it's been a while since I last updated, and sorry this one's only short again but I've been struck with swine flu (or maybe I'm being over dramatic) so I promise they'll be more in these next few days. I had a little trouble with this chapter as this story's kinda based on real life and my "inspiration" got kicked out of three different homes and had to move away for a while, but enough about that, hope you enjoy it anyway.
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When you get to the Fitch house there isn't a car in the driveway. Katie's clearly noticed too as she visibly relaxes as you both walk up the drive and towards the door. Katie quickly fishes her keys out of her handbag and unlocks the door.
"Ems!" Katie shouts as she steps over the threshold, dropping her bag and keys at the bottom of the stairs and motioning you to follow her in. You shut the door behind you and give Katie and quizzical look.
"She'll be in our room," Katie says matter-of-factly, despite not getting a reply from Emily. "Go up and talk to her, I'll make tea or something."
You quietly make your way upstairs and knock tentatively on the door.
"Go away Katie!" Emily shouts from inside, the sound of muffled sobbing immediately following. You slowly open the door and poke your head in, finding Emily curled up on her bed with her head in her pillow.
"Hey, it's me." You announce your presence softly as you come into the room fully. Emily looks up from the pillow and starts wiping her eyes frantically.
"What are you doing here?" she asks, sounding a little harsher than she probably meant to.
"Katie told me what's going on," you explain while carefully perching on the end of the bed. She laughs incredulously.
"Right, so she does a runner when I need her here to stick up for me then sends someone else to comfort me in the aftermath. Fucking cow." Emily says bitterly.
"It's not like she doesn't care about you, y'know? She just doesn't know how to talk to you anymore. She may be a bitch but she's not a bad person." Emily lets out a strangled, disbelieving laugh before sniffing a few times and not saying anything else. You sit in awkward silence for a good five minutes before finally thinking of something else to say.
"So, do you really think Dean's worth all this trouble?" You ask quietly and immediately realise that was the completely wrong thing to say as she shoots you an incredulous look.
"What the fuck Naomi? You're turning against me too now?!" she half-shouts while pushing herself off the bed.
"Of course not, but is he really worth losing your family over?" You stand up too, barely noticing your voice rising.
"If my family really loved me they would just accept that I'm happy yeah?"
"Are you really happy?"
"Of course I'm fucking happy! I think that's what you can't stand isn't it? You're jealous!" She's clutching her cheek with a shocked expression on her face before you even realise what you've done.
"I'm sorry Ems," you mutter, lowering your hand and taking a step towards her, trying to move her hand so you can see her cheek. She pushes you away instantly.
"Get out." You stand there dumbly for a moment as you see the angry red mark on her face. "Get the fuck out!" She screams at you and you snap out of it, muttering one last "I'm sorry," before hastily making your way out of the room and down the stairs.
"What happened?" Katie asked when you got to the bottom of the stairs, "You were supposed to be calming her down yeah? What was all the shouting about?"
"She wound me up. I slapped her. I told you she wouldn't listen to me Katie, now I'm pretty sure I've lost my best mate. Cheers." You walk out the door before Katie has time to answer you back and you feel sick as you walk towards the bus stop. When you finally get to it you realise you really don't want to be alone right now and pull out your mobile instead.
"Hey," you say as soon as Effy answers. "I need to get fucked up."