Panic Prone
Chapter Ninteen
skittlesxrayn
Emma rolled over, waking up the next day. She expected to find Jay. She didn't. Just empty space. She frowned and sat up, looking around her room. She saw a piece of paper on mirror that wasn't there before. She got out of bed and walked over to it. She grabbed it and started reading it
Emma,
Sorry I didn't wake you up when I left. I figured you needed the sleep.
Your brother came home and knocked, but the door was locked.
Don't worry, he didn't know I was here. I'm planning on climbing out the window so that
he doesn't see me. Give me a call later, if you want. No pressure.
-Jay
p.s. Eat something today, please.
She rolled her eyes at the last part. What did he know? She crumbled up the letter and tossed it in the trash.
Emma walked out of her room, still in yesterday's clothes. She headed down to the kitchen, almost walking right in to Sean. She apologized quickly.
He smiled, "Don't worry about it."
She walked to the fridge, pulling it open. She looked in it, knowing she wasn't going to eat anything. She settled on a bottle of water and shut the door. She leaned against the counter as Towerz walked in.
"Late night?" He asked, stealing the sandwich that Sean had just finished making. Sean retaliated by punching him in the arm and grabbed it back.
Emma rolled her eyes, taking a sip of her water, "No. Actually, I woke up naked and just pulled on whatever I found first. Rough night with your best friend. You know how it is."
Sean choked on his sandwich, his eyes darting between the both of them.
Towerz's relaxed, stoned facial expression switched to anger, "What?!"
She laughed and started to walk out of the kitchen, "Relax. I was kidding, but I think your other friend has the hots for me, too."
Sean looked at Towerz and shook his head quickly, "I don't. Besides, she was dating my brother."
"Anthony, learn how to take sarcasm," Emma said to him, with her back still turned as she left the kitchen.