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Chapter 3

It didn't take long for Myka to find out where Emily went, as soft sobs could be heard coming from the bathroom. Myka sighed, she hadn't realised how much their words had actually hurt Emily until now and she felt horrible about it. She slowly approached the door, knocking it softly a few times. "Emily?" All of a sudden the sobbing was gone.

"Emily, please open up." There was a silence for a few seconds, before a voice answered, clearly having problems with keeping it's tone steady. "Why? So you can lecture me on how fake I am? How unreal?"

Emily could hear another sigh on the other side of the door, while at the same time she was trying to swallow another sob. "I'm sorry, that's not what I wanted to say. I just want to be alone for a while." This time she couldn't help letting a few sobs through while she was talking.

Myka was shocked at the fact that Emily was apologising. "You shouldn't be sorry. I should. I know it's not fair towards you. It's just…" She had turned her back to the door now, slowly sliding down so she could sit while leaning her back against the door. "You had feelings for her." Myka's eyes grew wide and she was suddenly relieved by the fact that Emily wasn't able to see her. "What? No! We.. were just really good friends." Weren't we..?

Emily had her doubt, but decided not to push it any further, it was none of her business anyway.

Emily was now embarrassed by her tear-outburst and she was hopelessly trying to work away the evidence with some water. Realising it didn't help –at all-, she just took a few deep breaths before opening the door again.

As soon as she opened the door Myka fell slightly back, quickly grabbing something to hold on and stood up again.

Emily couldn't help but let out a giggle at that, which only made Myka's already pink cheeks glow bright red.

Myka couldn't even begin to describe how embarrassed she was, but the giggle slipping from Emily's lips made it all worth it. Her eyes were still swollen and red, making Myka's feeling of guilt grow again.

"I didn't expect you to suddenly open the door like that," she said with an embarrassed smile, the red from her cheeks now spreading to cover her whole face. Emily just smiled back and turned her head to look at the ground, obviously embarrassed too by how she had been crying.

For a few moments Myka didn't know how she should react. Aaah, to hell with it, she thought as she moved closer to the woman, pulling her into a firm hug. It felt strange to feel a familiar body pressed against her, while at the same time it didn't feel familiar at all.

She was relieved however when she felt Emily returning the hug.

Emily immediately felt herself calm down again, her head pressed against the taller woman's shoulder. She felt safe, as if nothing in the world could possibly harm her. She was sorry when she felt Myka pull back.

"Thank you," she said sincerely. "Uh.. You're welcome," Myka answered awkwardly, her right hand scratching the back of her head and disappearing in a bunch of curls.

"I uh… Could show you around Leena's if you want?" Emily smiled, grabbing Myka's hand in a firm grip, intertwining their fingers. "I would like that."

Myka had almost finished showing Emily around. She was convinced it had been a good idea to show to do so. They had both calmed down, and were more comfortable talking to each other now. Myka lead her upstairs. "Now I think Leena only has one empty room left, so I'm afraid you won't have much choice." Myka opened the door closest to the stairway and stepped aside to let Emily enter. "It looks absolutely gorgeous," Emily said, obviously liking what she saw. "Now if I can just find some bowls for Dickens.." Riiight, forgot about the cat, Myka thought, resisting the urge to roll her eyes.

"I'm sure Leena will have some," she answered instead. "I'll go down and ask her immediately!" Emily walked out of the room but stopped again in the middle of the hallway. "Oh, before I forget, what's your room?" Myka smiled. "It's right next to yours."

When they got downstairs, Myka pointed Emily to the kitchen, convinced that Leena could be found there. Myka watched Emily as she walked away. This would certainly take some adjusting and patience, but she thought that despite the fact that the start of the day wasn't very good, things had worked out pretty well nonetheless.

Her hand slid down towards the pocket in her pants where she immediately felt the familiar cold steel of the necklace in her palm. She would give it back eventually, when the time was right.