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This chapter is a little shorter than most have been, but it was a real struggle and it's a bit random in the middle.

Disclaimer: I don't own Skins...if I did season 3 cast would be in it forever and ever.

She wished it didn't hurt, but it did. Emily had always known how to make her happy, but this time she knew exactly how to make her sad. She was right, she knew she was right. It had taken her a while to see it, but she finally knew that she was to blame for the mess they were in and that Emily would be the happy, fun girl she used to be, if Naomi had never been in her life. But then she thought about the summer and the months they had shared, full of happiness, laughter and special moments together. It had been perfect and now they were apart, Naomi couldn't help think about what they had and how much she missed it.

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The street was quiet, the day drawing to a close and the street lights illuminating the area. She didn't feel like going home to her near enough empty house, to her empty bedroom, to her empty thoughts. The street was empty, but it felt more filling than her home ever could. It wasn't that she hated her home, or her mum, or her life most of the time. It just didn't feel like the kind of home where you wanted to be when you were away.

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The climbing frame was cold, but she sat on it anyway. She liked to sit in the park, when the light was gone and the children had gone home. It made her feel like she was in on some big secret about what happened when nobody was there to see. A memory of her childhood came flooding back; she'd spent the day in the park with her friends and when it reached dinner time, their parents came to pick them up. They'd offered her a lift, but she declined, stating that her dad was on his way and she didn't mind waiting alone. She'd sat in the park as the sun set and she felt something change. It was as though the darkness changed the park, made it seedy, or frightening, or to a child, exciting. She didn't need to ask why her dad never came to pick her up, because when the police came and took her home, she saw her mum crying and they had told her the accident had happened only streets from where she'd been playing. She didn't know why she thought about that night, or why she cried when she pictured her seven year old self sitting on that very same climbing frame, excited because she'd been left alone in the dark. She pulled a cigarette out of her bag and tried to light it, but the air was breezy and any flame extinguished instantly.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," she screamed out into the darkness, throwing her lighter across the floor in a rage.

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She needed a nicotine fix. She hated thinking about her dad, she hated thinking about the mess her life had become since that day. She hated the fact that Emily had made her feel whole and now she hated the fact that she felt broken again.

Naomi knew she didn't know what she wanted, except that she wanted to blame other people. She blamed Emily for making her love her, she blamed James for making her betray Emily, she blamed her mum for her dad's death and she blamed her dad for leaving her too soon. She didn't want to blame other people anymore, she was sick of being selfish.

It was an easy decision to make; a decision she thought about for hours before she felt too cold to sit on the climbing frame anymore. She was to blame for loving Emily and she was to blame for betraying her. She knew she wasn't to blame for her dad's death, but she was to blame for blaming him and her mum for various things that were beyond their control. She decided that she would let go of the past and grab the future with both hands. Emily didn't want her anymore, but if she gave her some space, then maybe she could try again and fight for the girl who was always fighting for her.

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