I AM SO SO SO SO SO SORRY. :( Really this chapter should not have taken this long. I'm also sorry cos this chapter is just basically an epic fail. I tried and tried and then tried to write this again and again and it just wasn't working. I don't know what's going on but basically bad days, bad nights, too much to drink, too many things said :/
I DON'T OWN SKINS OR SPONGEBOB.
Anyway enjoy it anyway if you can.
We spent the whole day on the floor in my bedroom. The whole room became a camp site for us. My bed was the main feature. We put fairy lights everywhere and even hung up blankets to make it actually feel like a big tent. We also dismantled all of the sofas downstairs and used them to make my floor into one big mattress. I honestly think that I have the mental maturity of a 5 year old sometimes and to top it all off Emily insisted on watching Spongebob Squarepants.
So here we are, snuggled up on the sofa, me using Emily as a human pillow, lazily tracing lines over her stomach that I had made sure was slightly on show. She didn't seem to mind though, she was too distracted by spongebob to care about what I was doing. But really I did start to enjoy the film, it made me think. Even though it's about a sea sponge, that is the same shape as a kitchen sponge and a star fish it still has quite a strong message. Love. Fucking hell, I'm such a soppy twat.
"Do you think if I was frozen by King Neptune for 'stealing' his crown that you would go to Shell City to get the crown back and consequently save me from King Neptune's wrath?" Emily sits up, slightly too quickly, which makes me nearly fall off of the bed. Luckily Emily prevents this from happening and grasps my waist and then just looks at me like I've just grown multiple heads within the last few minutes. I think it's a valid question and it's not like I've just plucked this idea from nowhere, we were watching the Spongebob Squarepants movie so this question applies to our activities.
"I see your voice is feeling better." She says this with a slight smirk on her face which I can't help but find ridiculously attractive. She leans down and gives me a light kiss on on nose which makes my whole face scrunch up slightly as a small giggle escapes her own lips.
"You didn't answer the question." She laughs at me again and then raises her eyebrow.
"Are you comparing our relationship to that of Mr Crabs and Spongebob?" Now it's my turn to laugh. I now see why my question sounds a little bit stupid as Mr Crabs is like Spongebob's dad rather than his other half.
"Well I'd rather compare us to Spongebob and Patrick but sadly Patrick didn't get frozen."
"If we were Spongebob and Patrick which one do you think I would be?" I smile at Emily warmly and then think this through.
After a lengthy thought process that lasts all of 2 seconds I come to my conclusion. "Definitely Spongebob."
"At least I'm not the stupid one."
"They're both stupid and really should only amuse young children, not a pair of 19 year olds." Both Emily and me whip our heads around to see my mum standing in the doorway to my room/campsite with a stupid smile on her face. I can't look my mum in the eye. I feel bad about last night, I was a complete bitch to my mum while she was just being, well trying to be a caring mother.
"Anyway, Naomi you need to set the table while I pop out to get some more drinks." I make my way into the kitchen, leaving Emily in the sitting room alone with my mum. I have a feeling I should probably stop doing that. I stop dead in my tracks when I get through the door to the kitchen, mainly out of confusion more than anything. For one, my kitchen looks a lot smaller than usual.
Why has our table got 10 seats crammed around it? Why are there 10 glasses on the side waiting to be placed on the table that has 10 seats around it? Why the fuck is there 10 of everything ready to be laid out?
"Mum?" I elongate my speech to try to emphasize my confusion. I hear footsteps from the stairs and then my mum pops her head around the door and looks at me with a smile on her face. This is just her normal kind of behavior. Doing things without even telling me.
"Yes dear?"
"Why is there 10 of everything?"
"Oh yes well all of the young leaders are coming round for dinner, you know as a thank you and all that. I know I said our little BBQ was going to be the final hurrah but I felt this was a bit more civilized." When will she learn that nothing in this house will ever be civilized? Mother disappears with a slam of the door and I turn round to look back at the kitchen but instead I'm met with Emily, sitting on the side next to the oven, a smile on her lips but a look of unsureness in her eyes. I move towards her and place myself in front of her legs and kiss her lightly on her lips, my hands finding her's quickly.
"Katie's going to be here." I nod. "She's going to want me to explain where I've been recently." I nod again. "I'm probably going to have to go home with her tonight." I nod a final time while Emily squeezes my hands. It is safe to say that I have gotten quite used to having Emily about, I've gotten used to waking up next to her. All in all I've become quite possessive of my little Emily.
Emily and I managed to both 'forget' about the fact that she would be leaving at the end of the night and set the table as instructed by mother dearest. I don't know what time everyone is expected here but assumed it would probably be soon. My mum likes to do things really last minute.
Once we set the table we made our way up to my room to change our clothes, considering that we had been wearing our pajamas all day. There's no harm in having a pajama day really. Emily threw on another one of my old band t-shirts that had been ripped a bit along with one of her skirts that had made it's new home in my room. I just put my green jumper on and a skirt. Simple, yet effective as I received a swift kiss from Emily, which caught me a little bit of guard so we went crashing down to the floor in a fit of giggles and kisses.
"Naomi! Emily! Get your arses down here." We quickly re-assembled ourselves, making sure our hair was tidy(ish) and our clothes were in the right place. Once on the landing Emily gave me a final kiss, pulling me as close to her as possible and then she walked straight past me and down the stairs to be greeted by quite a few voices. Specifically Katie. Her first words to Emily being "What the fuck are you wearing?" Fucking hell. Fake twat.
Katie. The other twin. The overbearing, controlling, manipulating twin. The twin that actually scares the shit out of me. I keep thinking she's going to try to rip my face off whenever she gets a chance. Fucking hell I hate being so on edge but she is really scary. Fuck's sake Campbell compose yourself, this Fitch will not scare you dammit! Now go down there and give her the ol' 1, 2, if needs be. Oh how I love my inner speeches that are supposed to make me feel better. To be fair sometimes they work. And this is one of those times. I plaster on a fake smile, and prepare to meet the beast, not before heading back to my room and changing my clothes. Got to dress to impress for Katiekins.
I finally decide to wear a nice black body-con skirt and my Guinness t-shirt that says 'You can take me anywhere' on it, that's just for Emily really, all of my bracelets in place that I tend to wear quite a lot and of course my hoodie that Emily has been insisting on wearing has finally made it's way back to me. In Katie Fitch terms I probably look like I'm homeless, but I think it does the job. Emily will like it, Katie will hate it because Emily likes it, and even Cook will like it, which just takes a bit of the attention away from miss Fitch. I may have had a breakdown yesterday but now I'm back with a vengeance. With a final wink in the mirror I make my way down stairs and hear everyone's voices in the kitchen. The first face I see is of course Emily's, she's sitting down next to Katie who is just talking at her, Emily obviously not paying any attention to what she's saying. I smile at her shyly as I notice she's blatantly looking me up and down and finally rests her gaze on my eyes. She has a smirk on her face which then prompts me to turn to Effy who is of course wearing her own kind of smirk. She knows what I'm up to. I then hear Cook laughing his head off from his seat, beckoning me closer with his arms. Of course I oblige and he picks me up in a great big bear hug. You would have thought that he hadn't seen me for years. It's been about a day.
"Fucks sake Cook put me down."
"Sorry Blondie. The Cookie Monster missed you didn't he." He grins at me and I can't help but send him a small apologetic smile. When he says he missed me it's more of, 'I was worried about you.' Once this small moment is done Cook gets back to his main agenda. Food.
"GINAKINS! When's the food being served for us lovely people."
"Calm the fuck down Cook. It's right here."
Once we're seated I notice that actually Katie's being quiet. She looks over at me occasionally while talking to Emily. They both look at me really. Shit. Are they talking about me? I move my attention back to my food, maneuvering the remainder of my chicken leg around the plate. That is until Cook's fork swoops in a steals it away. I look at him with the 'what the fuck do you think you're doing' look on my face. Of course he just grins at me and continues to demolish the chicken.
"Waste not. Want not." Well I think that's what he said. His words were more like a mumble between bites of chicken. Fucking disgusting. My eyes obviously drift back to my beautiful red head who is sitting, seemingly oblivious to the fact I'm looking at her. The way she smiles when anyone talks to her is stunning. I'm sadly dragged out of my Emily filled thoughts by Katie tapping my shoulder.
"Cigarette?" I just nod dumbly at her. This should be interesting.
Both me and Katie sit in silence at the bottom of my garden. The only words that were muttered were when she asked for a lighter, which I just passed to her without even looking at her, she did the same once she was finished with it.
"You know, if my mum finds out about you and Emily she's going to have some kind of fit. I swear that isn't even an exaggeration." I look over to Katie and she just looks ahead, showing little if no emotion. I swear is everyone just copying Effy now and seeing if it gets them a quick fuck.
"You can't help who you fall in love with Katie."
"My mum won't think that. When she first found out about Emily she kicked her out."
"Why didn't you do anything about it?" I'm confused. Like really confused. Why wouldn't she help her sister out? Why wouldn't she support her own twin?
"Cos I thought the same as my mum."
"Oh."
"Just don't fuck it up okay? I'll support you two dykes but if you fuck it up I will rip your face off." I snort out a laugh accidentally and instantly regret it. I was only laughing cos I thought the exact same thing earlier today. "This isn't fucking funny. Bitch."
"No. It's really not."
"Take it fucking seriously then. I care about Emily okay? She's my fucking twin and I'm not going to let you come in a fuck her over. If you love her and she loves you I have no problem. If you fuck it up then we have a fucking problem." I nod at her and she instantly struts off. Obviously she's done with scaring the living shit out of me. I quickly get myself another cigarette. Good thing I'm a gold standard chain smoker.
"Jesus Christ."
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