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CHAPTER 31: Positive

EMILY'S POV:

I must have fallen asleep because I woke up and it was dark out. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket gently, as to not wake Spencer, who was still passed out below me.

I flipped my phone one.

You have 3 unread messages.

I sighed, and opened up the first one.

Hey honey, I can't make it home tonight, the weather is getting really dangerous. If something happens, let me know. Otherwise stay inside, and if the power goes out there's candles in the closet. Love you!

- Mom

I glanced out the window, surprised to see the large amount of snow that was outside. I hadn't realized how bad the weather really was getting.

I texted her back and glanced at the other message.

Hey Emily, I don't know if you heard but our parents won't be home tonight. I'm heading over to Caleb's, don't want to be alone. If you need anything you can always come over too.

- Hanna

I crossed my fingers, hoping that Hanna had made it to Caleb's safely. The text was from a while ago I noticed, and hoped that she had made it out of her house before the weather got really bad.

Is Spencer with you? She ran out of the house earlier, and I wanted to make sure she's alright. I've tried her cell but there's nothing. We can't go look for her because of the weather, and everyone's worried. Please text me back when you get this.

-Melissa

I glanced down at Spencer for a second, and then texted her back.

Yes she's with me, and she's okay. Is everything alright?

- Emily

Closing my phone, I set it on the table and turned back to Spencer. I shook her gently.

"Spence?" I muttered softly, waiting for her to wake up.

Her eyes fluttered open, and she looked around confused for a minute before she realized where she was.

"Emily…" She tried to sit up but I pressed her shoulder down.

"No, just lie down for a minute." I insisted. "I don't want you getting dizzy again."

She mumbled something and nodded, closing her eyes for a second.

"I'm sorry I showed up so abruptly…" She droned.

"Don't worry about it. I'm glad you're here. My mom can't drive home in the weather, so it will be great to have some company." I admitted. She sighed, and got up slowly. I let her, and waited patiently as she moved so she was sitting next to me.

"Spencer, why are you here? What happened? Melissa texted me, she was really worried. Is everything alright?" I questioned, worried about Spencer.

"Well, I told my dad about us." She admitted. I nodded, she had told me earlier, but I hadn't pressed on the issue.

"What did he say?" I asked, curious.

"He demanded that I end our relationship." She whispered, her eyes full of hatred, and darkness.

"W-what?" I was stunned. I had expected him to be shocked, but I didn't know her dad could be so cruel.

"He was so surprised, and so hateful towards the subject. He got mad, my mom got mad at him, and eventually I just left. I couldn't take it, all the yelling, and all his rage. Melissa tried to calm him down, but I was worried that he would get mad at her too, so I just left to make everyone happy." She snapped, her eyes blazing.

"I'm sorry Spencer. My mom wasn't happy when I came out to her either, but I can't imagine what I'd do if she reacted like that. I'm glad you got out of there before things got worse though. I know that must have been hard, and I'm proud of you." I smiled encouragingly.

"Thanks Emily." She smiled back at me, and I leaned forward and gently traced the cut on her cheek.

"I accidentally knocked a glass bottle down and a piece flew up and hit me in the cheek." She explained, not waiting for me to ask about it. I nodded, understanding, and removed my hand from her face.

"Spencer…what are you going to do?" I wondered. Would she ever go back home? I was perfectly happy with her staying at our house, but I didn't think my mom would approve.

"I'm not sure. I'll probably head back when the weather clears up. He should have calmed down by then, and if not, then I'll find somewhere else to stay. Maybe I'll get a motel or something. I mean, I'm almost an adult, so there's not much else I can do. He doesn't have to let me back." She admitted, and I felt my heart speed up. I couldn't imagine having to live on my own, I still depended on my mom too much. But if anyone could, I knew it would be Spencer. However, I was also worried about her. If she lived alone, who would stop her if she relapsed again?

"I'm sure that won't happen." I reassured her, and myself. She nodded, and smiled up at me.

"But for now," She grinned. "I'm just happy to be here with you." She blushed, and I laughed with her.

"I'm glad too." I giggled and pecked her on the lips. She sighed, and moved closer to me, curling up in my side.

"You can't do that." She replied sternly. I felt my face go pale, and I was worried she was upset at me.

"I'm sorry, I-"

She laughed, confusing me even more.

"I'm sick Emily, I don't want you to get sick too." She replied, as if it was the most obvious thing ever.

"Oh thank goodness." I replied, unable to keep down the relief I felt. "I thought you were going to be upset." I admitted.

"Why would I be upset?" She smiled, looking at me lovingly.

"That was a stupid thing to assume wasn't it?" I chuckled, as I pecked her on the lips once more.

She shoved me playfully.

"Emilyyyyy, stop it! I don't want to get you sick!" She laughed, obviously in a better mood.

"I don't mind." I grinned. "We can be sick together."

She scrunched her eyebrows together, and looked at me as if I'd grown three heads.

"What's that look for?"

"You want to be sick?" She was perplexed.

I laughed. "I don't want to be sick, but if I were to get sick, I wouldn't mind if it was because of you." I admitted.

She smiled. "If you insist." She leaned forward and kissed me back, passionately. It was a kiss full of love, and joy.

When she pulled away, I bit my lip sheepishly, wanting to kiss her again. She pressed her nose to mine, and we stared into each other's eyes for the longest time.

Suddenly she pressed my shoulders against the couch, so I fell backwards. She was laying on top of me, and I blushed intensely.

"Spencer what are you doing?" I asked quietly, not really caring.

She leaned forward and kissed me again, just as passionately as before. I felt myself melt into her, and for that moment, we were one.

I pressed back on her arms gently and our kiss stopped. She looked at me, confused as to why I wanted to end it.

I grabbed my phone, checking to make sure Melissa hadn't texted me back, or anyone else. Spencer had moved off of me, and was sitting on the ground, looking upset. I almost burst out laughing, but stopped myself.

Once I finished checking everything, I set my phone down and stood up.

"Come on." I grinned as I grabbed Spencer's hand. I led her upstairs, until we were in my bedroom.

"Emily I'm confused." She muttered.

I sighed and turned around so we were facing each other.

"Come on. If my mom somehow managed to come home and we were on the couch doing…that…she'd have a fit." I smirked. Spencer blushed, realizing what might have happened.

"But the weather's so bad.." She looked out the window, and I sighed.

"You never know Spencer. Life is full of surprises!" I laughed and pulled her to my bed, where we lay down next to one another.

I looked into her amber eyes and smiled. She blushed.

"What are you smiling about?"

"I'm smiling because I'm so happy to be here with you." I admitted. She pecked me on the lips gently as a thank you, but I grabbed her close, keeping her in the kiss.

I turned over so that I was on top of her. She blushed as my hand ran up her shirt gently, and then burst out giggling.

"Spencer what the heck?" I asked, not expecting the reaction I got. I pulled my hand away and looked at her oddly.

"Your hands are so cold!" She laughed.

I rolled my eyes and leaned forward again.

"Cold hands warm heart." I smirked. She stopped laughing and smiled at me. I leaned forward and connected our lips once more. My hand traveled up once more, before I stopped. She was kissing me so passionately, I didn't want things to go too fast.

"Are you sure?" I looked into her eyes, making sure she was alright with where things were headed.

She gazed up at me, eyes full of lust and love.

"Positive."