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The weekend had seemed like the longest one in her life. She was just so use to seeing the red head on a daily basis that having two days in a row without was throwing her for a loop. She knew that there wasn't any reason for Emily to come to her house seeing as there wasn't school for her to run off to, but that hadn't stopped the petite rider before. Naomi continued to feel an overwhelming sense of dread at not having any idea what was going on, but she was powerless to stop it. She had texted Emily at least two or three times each day, trying to show her support even without knowing what she was supporting. The blond would always get a cryptic reply in return, thanking her for being there for her, but not informing her of what had happened.

"Mum…" she called out.

Gina entered the room a few seconds later with a small plate of fruit for her daughter to munch on, "What is it sweetie?"

The blond girl nodded her head as she took the plate and popped one of the berries into her mouth. "I can't stand it." She paused to swallow before attempting to continue on. "I can't just lay here when she needs me."

Mrs. Campbell nodded her head. She didn't need any explanation as to who her daughter was speaking about. She thought for a moment before she decided on a reply, "Have you asked if you could come over? You're much more mobile now."

"Mum, Emily lives on a farm. It's all dirt and gravel out there. My walker won't really be able to work."

"Oh… I didn't realize…"

"S'okay. Have you heard anything, I mean, about her family or anything?"

The mother shook her head, "I'm sorry Naomi, I haven't."

"Okay, thanks mum."

With that said Gina smiled at her daughter and walked out the door. "Call me if you need me."

Naomi nodded her head and slipped another piece of fruit in her mouth and laying back down on the bed. She started to do leg lifts and stretches to keep her muscles as active as she could without going for a walk or leaving her room. After about 15 minutes of doing so she looked over to her phone sitting next to her bed. Her legs fell back down to her bed and she reached over to it. Crystal blue eyes looked at the blank screen before typing in a text. She was really sick of text messages; she really needed to talk to the red head. The blond pushed clear and then pressed and held 2… her speed-dial for Emily.

Emily had spent almost the entire two days in her bed, only managing to get herself up to feed the horses or to use the loo. She hadn't eaten, and had only been able to fall asleep for an hour or two before a nightmare would bring her back to reality. The house was silent, which was strange. Usually her twin was blasting some kind of music from the speakers in their room. She didn't even hear the sound of the telly or one of James' video games. The house was like death.

The only bright spot in her day was the text messages from Naomi. That was the only time she would actually crack a smile, if one could even call it a smile. Tears would cover her cheeks for the rest of the day, whether they were wet, or had dried on her skin.

It was just too much for the younger twin. Her chocolate orbs moved from the ceiling over to her twin's empty bed. She had stayed far away from that side of the room since she had been texted home a couple of days ago. She should be grieving, and Emily supposed that in a way, she was.

The red head just couldn't get herself up to go to be with her family. It just didn't feel right to her. In a way she was trying to pretend it didn't happen, that she didn't feel such a loss, and if she didn't see it, it couldn't be real.

Her phone started to vibrate and she thought that perhaps it was a text from Naomi. Well, she was partially right when it started to play her ringtone indicating she had an incoming call instead of beeping to let her know it was a text. She saw the blond's name on the screen and pressed the answer button, but she couldn't even say anything.

"Hello? Emily?" The voice said on the other end.

The red head cleared her throat realizing it wasn't working after two days of silence. "Hey."

"I… Emily I'm worried… about you."

Emily couldn't hold it in. The tears welled in her eyes and soon she was audibly crying. She still couldn't speak. She didn't want to be in her house by herself any longer. "Can… I … come… over?" she managed to say between bouts of crying.

"Of course, Emsy, just drive safe!"

"Mmm'K," came the soft voice before she ended the call.

The red head got up and took a shower so at least she wouldn't smell as if she hadn't in two days. She threw on a pair of her favorite jeans and a top and headed out of the desolate house, grabbing her keys, phone, and wallet on the way.

If it wouldn't have tired her out, she would have been pacing. As it was, she stepped behind her walker and moved out of her room toward the front door. "Mum… Emily's coming over." The blond watched her mother nod her head but continued to watch whatever show was so enthralling on the TV. Naomi took a seat in the kitchen, which was as close to the door as she could get and still be sitting down.

It seemed like it took the red head forever to get there but finally there was a timid knock on the door. She got up as quickly as she could and opened the front door. Blue eyes could have never prepared themselves for the sight before her. Emily's hair was still wet presumably from a shower, but her eyes were puffy and red and tears continued to stream down her face. Naomi quickly ushered the girl in and shoved the walker away as the red head fell into her embrace. The contact was almost enough to cause them both to topple over, but somehow Naomi ended up with her back to the wall and the smaller girl pushing her into it. "C'mon, let's go to my room, yeah?"

The slight red head nodded into Naomi's chest before walking slowly at her side into the room. Emily closed the door behind them and sat on the edge of the bed. The blond came over and sat beside her, placing a hand softly on the girl's thigh. She knew of no other way to show she was there than to give her a bit of contact.

The red head turned and all but tackled Naomi back onto the bed. They quickly found a comfortable position with the blond laying on her back and the red head tucked under her arm lying on the girls' shoulder. Her hand was sat softly on the blond's stomach, tracing circles and patterns there. Somehow she had managed to calm down, and she just knew it had to do with the person she was cuddled up against.

"I'm sorry."

Naomi half looked down to place a kiss on the red head of hair before she mumbled into it, "Why?"

"I … I just couldn't be at home anymore. I don't want to bring my problems here to you; you have enough to deal with without having to worry about me."

"Emily, I was worried about you when you weren't here. What's going on?" Her voice was soft and she continued to keep her lips buried in the mop of red hair.

"I don't really want to talk about it right now. It's… it's still too fresh, yeah?"

The blond nodded her head and managed to pull Emily in closer to her. It wasn't until that moment that she realized just how connected their bodies were. Arms were wrapped around each other and Emily's breath was caressing Naomi's neck. She could feel her body starting to respond to the closeness of the girl at her side.

'Now is not the time for this, Naomi.' A voice said in her head. Of course it wasn't the right time, that's how her life worked, didn't it?

Emily's hand moved from tracing on her stomach up the midline of the blond's body before slipping between her breasts. Naomi's breath caught for a moment before she had to suppress a groan from coming out. She bit down on her bottom lip to keep herself quiet as a tingling sensation moved through her entire body. Naomi lost all her reserve and control when she felt Emily's lips softly brush against her neck… a moan slipped from her throat and it caused the red head to sit up slightly.

Before Naomi could even apologize she felt her lips being consumed by Emily's own. Her eyes closed and Emily moved her body to straddle over the blond's hips. Their lips never left each other's and soft grunts and moans of pleasure began to fill the room. The equestrian rider was moving her hands everywhere at once, leaving a trail of fiery goose bumps in their wake. The blond lifted her hands to slide up the red head's thighs and slipping around to cup her supple ass. She felt Emily's hips jerk forward, grinding into her, and it wasn't until then that she could feel that familiar ache between her legs, the one that had been missing since the accident.

Naomi pushed Emily away slightly and was staring up into the chocolate browns full of lust. She wanted to do this, quite badly, but she didn't want their first time to be because Emily needed to block out the pain. "Emily…"

"Yes…"

"I… fuck… I want you."

"So what's stopping you?"

Naomi hesitated, "You're not in your right mind, yeah? I'd be taking advantage."

"Does it really look like I'm an unwilling participant?"

The blond head shook from side to side. "No, but you mean too much to me to be a reality avoiding shag." She could feel the wetness building between her thighs and the feeling felt brilliant. Naomi still couldn't get over the fact that the reason behind it was wrong.

The red head nodded sheepishly and she unmounted the blond to lay back at her side, still managing to cuddle into her. Neither girl wanted to sleep but with the range of emotions running wild, they could feel the exhaustion starting to take over. Soon the pair let sleep take them into a dreamland where they could each finish what had started while they were awake.

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I know I still didn't let you know what's going on w/ Emily, but I figured the end of the chapter would make up for that at least a little bit!