Title: Right kind of wrong – Chapter 13
Author: kreia03
Rating: M
Warnings: Some swear words and massive loads of fluff.
Disclaimer: I don't own Skins. I just wish I do. I seriously need a genie.
Summary: The real game had begun.
A/N: Not beta'd so mistakes are purely mine. Thanks for all the comments! They really do keep me going!
"Gotcha!" Naomi cried out, finally catching Emily by her waist. "I forgot to tell you I'm the fastest runner around." She added with a wink.
Emily burst into a fit of giggles and let out a soft squeal. "No fair!" She managed to blurt out between her chuckles. "Is there anything you can't do?" She asked, stressing on the "can't" part.
"There are a few things." The blonde bantered, letting out a shrug. "But I won't tell you."
The red head turned around and leaned forward, resting her forehead against Naomi's. "Too bad I know your weakness though." She inched closer, her lips almost brushing the other girl's. She licked her lips teasingly, bringing her head to the side to avoid Naomi's attempt for a kiss. An obviously miffed groan escaped the blonde's lips, causing Emily to burst into another fit of giggles."You're cranky in the morning."
"I usually am not. I just hate it when I'm being teased." She mouthed in response, rolling her eyes. "Are you going to kiss me or not?"
Emily leaned in to place a soft, chaste peck on Naomi's lips. "There." She smiled so sweetly.
"That's it?" The blonde snorted. "You call that a kiss?"
"If that's not a kiss, then what is it called?"
"Fuck what it's called but that's not a kiss!" Naomi dropped all the paper bags she was holding to free her hands. She cupped both of Emily's cheeks and leaned forward to claim the red head's lips, her tongue tracing the other girl's bottom lip. Suddenly, just as she noticed that Emily was enjoying their little lip lock, she pulled away.
"Hey!" The red head blurted out.
"Not a good feeling when you're being teased right?" Naomi replied, her lips twitching into a crooked smile.
"Oh fuck it!" Clutching the blonde by her collar, Emily pulled Naomi towards her for a proper kiss, her hands then snaking around the blonde's neck as the kiss deepened. Her fingers found Naomi's hair, entangling themselves like they had a mind of their own, pulling Naomi closer. She gasped as she felt the blonde's grip on her hip was tightening, Naomi's other free hand settling on the small of her back. She let out a soft, muffled moan, feeling the blonde's fingertips sinking on her hip. To hell with the fact that they were standing outside, in the middle of the street and broad day light. It was her and Naomi that mattered, just her and her own miracle.
"Nai." She muttered between their feverish kisses. Naomi let out a soft groan for an answer. "Your phone."
"Fuck that." The blonde answered, continuously rewarding Emily with kisses and ignoring the incessant ringing of her mobile.
Emily slowly pulled away, to Naomi's utter disappointment. "I think it's important."
The blonde scrunched her face, her hand pinching the bridge of her nose to prevent her from throwing a fit of curses. "This better be fucking important." Fishing her mobile phone from her pocket, she hit the green button without glancing on the screen. "JJ!" She yelled, probably too loud as she saw Emily winced at the corner of her eye.
"Ah, isn't it nice seeing you two love birds go lovey dovey with each other?" The blonde froze upon hearing the voice from the other line. Her hand instantaneously wrapped around Emily's waist, pulling her closer to keep her safe, while her head started to turn towards all sides, surveying the place. "Did I disturb something?" The caller insulted, letting out a mocking laugh.
"What's the matter Naomikins? Cat got your tongue?"
"Where the fuck are you?" Naomi furiously replied, her heart frantically beating as she squeezed a worried Emily closer to her.
A loud scoff filled the phone receiver. "Could you kiss her again? I actually enjoyed the view."
"Shut the fuck up." A muffled reply escaped in between her gritted teeth. She felt her body tensing from rage that she was almost shaking, her muscles strained tight.
"You know you amuse me so much." The caller replied, his mocking laugh echoing out loud.
"Fuck you Cook." Naomi stiffly replied, her gaze snapping back to Emily's face as she felt her tensing up beside her. She offered her a brave, assuring smile, a smile that was telling the red head that she was not going to let anything to happen to her. She leaned in, planting a soft kiss on Emily's forehead to ease her worries.
"Sweet. A kiss on the forehead." As his laughter died, Cook's voice turned serious, dead serious. "I'm going to give you a head start Naomi. Get to your fucking car and run away."
"What for?"
"Let's just say I like challenges." He let out another boisterous laugh. "Besides, if I kill you both straight away, where's the fucking fun in that?"
"You're fucking mental!" Naomi exasperated, her hand dropping to Emily's wrist.
Cook's vicious laugh rang in Naomi's ears. "If I were you, I'd be running already." He muttered in between his scoffs. "Oh you won't budge eh?"
Suddenly, a loud gunshot filled the air, breaking Naomi's daze. As she realized that Cook was indeed serious, she gripped Emily's wrist and broke into a sprint.
"Emily run!" She shouted, sending the now shaking red head in confusion, but did what she was told. They both headed for the car, Naomi slipping in the driver's seat, throwing her phone aside. Thankfully, she left the car keys in the ignition. She started and revved the engine, speeding off as Cook's mocking laughter echoed in her phone.
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"Naomi, what's going on?" The red head worriedly asked, her voice trembling with fear.
"Cook found us." Naomi grimly answered, her eyes flickering between the side mirrors, the road and a fear-stricken Emily. "That was him on the phone."
"What? How? How did he find us?" Emily blurted out, her own panic rushing in.
Naomi shook her head. "I don't know Em. I don't know what he's planning either." She blew out her breath, one that she was holding since the phone conversation. "This is all a big fucking game to him."
"Nai, I'm scared."
"Em, don't cry." Naomi barely whispered as Emily's tears came rushing down her cheeks. She withdrew her hand from the steering wheel and cupped Emily's cheek, the pad of her thumb brushing the tears away. "I'm not going to let him hurt you Emily." She paused, watching the red head lean against her touch. "Even if it costs me my fucking life."
"Naomi-"
"Emily, you are my life now. I would do everything to keep you safe."
A brand new set of tears relentlessly flowed down to the red head's cheeks as the fear for her and Naomi's life crept in. She hated the fact that she was useless, she couldn't even protect her own self, and now Naomi might get hurt from protecting her. She might cost Naomi her own life. Feeling helpless, she wrapped her own arms around her as she was faced with the biggest decision she had ever made.
"Pull over." She barely whispered, her voice cracking down.
Naomi's brow arched in confusion as her gaze flickered towards Emily. "What?"
"Pull over Naomi." She repeated, this time stronger, firmer.
"Why?"
"I can't let them hurt you Naomi." She paused, staring at the blonde's blue eyes. "It's me they want. I've caused enough damage already. I don't want to deal anything more."
"No." Naomi replied, her words escaping between her clenched teeth. "I know what you're thinking Emily and I say no." Her fingers gripped the steering wheel tighter, her knuckles turning white.
"Naomi can't you see? It kills me to think that you'll die of protecting me!" Emily blurted out, her tears streaming down once again. "You'll die of protecting stupid, useless Emily!"
"Stop that." Naomi replied in a dark tone, her eyes focusing on the road.
"Pull over Naomi!" The red head shouted in response. "Let's put a fucking end into this!"
"Stop that!" Naomi screamed back, shushing Emily up. "I'm not going to pull over Emily, that's the last thing I'll ever do."
"Naomi, just pull over. Please." Emily meant it to sound as an order, but came as a whisper instead, the words barely leaving her tongue.
"Jesus! And then what Emily? I watch you get hurt? I fucking watch Cook while he kills you?" Naomi retorted. "Do you think I'd be able to continue with my life if that happens? Do you think I won't regret every single fucking second of my life knowing that I could have done something to save you? That's being fucking selfish Emily, and you're being unfair."
"Selfish? Now I'm selfish?" The red head screamed back.
"Yes you are!"
"How the fuck did I even become selfish?"
"Because you're only thinking about your own pain Emily. You're thinking of an escape to your own pain. What about mine? What am I supposed to do? Beat myself every day?" Naomi retorted. "If I pull over I may be saved from the physical pain but the emotional torture will kill me Emily. The thought that I left you, it would just, just-" She trailed off, her eyes stinging with tears. She took a deep breath to stop herself from crying and pushed back the lump that was forming on her throat.
"I just don't want you to get hurt." Emily breathlessly replied as she sunk on her seat, defeated.
"I know Em, believe me I know. But it's a small price I'd pay just to keep you safe." The blonde replied, her tone hushing down. At the corner of her eyes she could see Emily tipping her head back, resting against the car seat. She blew out a small breath of relief. "And don't ever think you're stupid or useless, because you're not."
"I'm sorry." The red head replied. "Please don't be mad."
"I'm not mad. Just don't ever think about those stuff again yeah?"
Emily answered with a nod. Leaning in, she placed a soft kiss on Naomi's cheek before whispering. "I love you."
Naomi tore her gaze from the road and looked at the red head who shuffled back to her seat. "I love you." As she stared back down the road, her eyes flickering at the rear view mirror, she could see a black car trailing behind them.
"Fucking hell." She cursed under her breath. Turning to Emily, she spoke. "Hold on tight Em." Before stepping on the gas, jolting the car at full speed.
As the car sped off, Naomi could hear Cook's vicious, mocking laugh ringing in her ears. The real game had just begun.
