10. Venting to Emily
"Come on Emily. Please pick up. Please pick up." I chanted, silently praying that she picked up and not Sam or Jared.
"Hello?" a deep voice asked, not Emily. I sighed defeated.
"Hello? Who's there?" Sam asked. Quickly I hung up. Something about my exchanges with Jared and Paul this morning told me that he wouldn't be too happy to hear from me.
I made myself wait a full minute before calling back.
"Emily. Pick up." I chanted again.
"Hello?" Emily asked. I could hear Sam in the background telling her it was some stupid kid prank calling.
"Emily." I sighed.
"He's not here if you want to come over." Emily said knowingly.
"I'll be right over." I said before hanging up the phone grabbing my stuff and shoving it in my locker. I was at Emily's within 5 minutes.
"What's the matter?" Emily asked from the porch as soon as I got out of the car.
"Why did he tell me?" I asked running up the porch to follow her inside, with tears sparking in my eyes.
"Tell you what?" Emily asked as I trailed after her into the kitchen.
"Tell me that he is a wolf." I elaborated.
"What! He hasn't told you?" Emily asked shocked.
"Hasn't told me what?" I asked suspiciously.
"Nothing." Emily muttered quickly.
"It's fine. I don't really want to know anyways. The last secret he told me kind of ruined my life." I mumbled sitting down at the bar while Emily went back to mixing whatever she had been before I called.
"How'd did it ruin your life?" Emily asked.
"I don't even know how to be around my own brother anymore because I know the one thing he desperately thinks he wants to know. All my friends. Gone. They all hate me now that I hung out with Paul and Jared a couple times. They even think I'm doing drugs with the guys now. My parents aren't allowing me to be near them. You, they love, so I can be here but they don't trust Paul or Jared. He doesn't even care about me now that I know." I listed.
"He? Jared? Jared doesn't care?" Emily asked incredulously.
"It doesn't seem like it." I muttered. Emily gave me a strange look.
"Emily. Do you know how long I've had a crush on Jared?" I asked her.
"Nope. But from that question I'm going to guess a long time." Emily said honestly.
"Seven years. I've sat near him in everything since we were nine. And then one day he starts noticing me. Totally out of the blue but I was too happy to notice that. That day he started hanging out with me was probably the best day of my life. Or at least I thought so at the time. Then he tells me about all this wolf crap. I freaked. I wanted to be near him but how can I when he is so insanely dangerous? Then I pretended to contemplate him asking me out. I was still scared of him and uncomfortable around him but I was too excited about the opportunity to date him to listen to my rational side. Then I get there and he has ditched me. Our redo date, he ditched. And our final date he ditched. How do you think I feel? The man of my dreams starts paying attention to me, wants to be in my life, let's me into his, and then dating- the one thing I wanted most- comes and he suddenly doesn't care anymore. Doesn't care about us. And certainly doesn't care about me." I rant and by the end of it I'm in full blown hysterics.
"Kim he cares about you more then you know." Emily said wiping her hands off on her apron before walking around to give me a hug.
"Can I go lay down? Just for a bit?" I sniffled tiredly.
"Sure. The couch is free or there is the guest bedroom." Emily offered throwing three trays of roll looking things into the oven.
"I think I'll take the couch." I sniffle hopping down from the stool.
"Suit yourself. How long do you want to sleep?" Emily called after me as I laid down on the couch.
"Just a couple hours but if they get home just wake me up. I want to be gone before they get back." I replied.
"Kim, you don't have to leave. They don't hate you." Emily chastised me.
"Please Em?" I begged pulling a blanket around my shoulders.
"Fine." she conceded.