"Stop staring at her." Sean said, mouth full of turkey and swallowing it, glancing between his mother and Emma at the dinner table.
Emma was trying to eat as she poked at the corn on her plate and Linda was smiling doopily at her. Emma had to giggle a little
"I can't help it." Linda said, leaning over and slapped Sean's arm, to then tilt her head at Emma, "Have I mentioned you're beautiful? Just stunning!"
Emma blushed a bit and tried not to smile as she nodded, "You did." both her and Sean said at the same time.
Sean rolled his eyes but got up and smirked. He shook his head and grabbed a beer from the fridge.
Emma put some hair behind her ear, flashing the ring for a second at Linda who gasped loudly.
"What now?" taunted Sean, sitting back down.
Linda grabbed Emma's hand, gawking it, "Its beautiful on you! Oh I loved this ring since I was a little girl." she gushed.
Emma laughed with her and nodded, "It's really pretty."
"My Father was a catholic man, even worked at the church." explained Linda, and Emma listened carefully, "When he fell for my mother when she came every Sunday mass, he just needed to have her but she was a rich girl,..him? Not so much."
"A girl?" taunted Sean, making fun of the story he's heard over and over.
"Rich." corrected Linda, giving Sean a look who knew he was teasing her. Emma gave him one too then glanced at the beer in his hands.
She eyed it wierdly, and she didn't catch him notice her eyeing it. He coughed slightly and tried to ignore it and the turning in his stomach, "Go on." he teased his mom.
"Anyways.." Linda started again and Emma tried to be polite and listen.
It was so odd that Sean was drinking though..he really shouldn't be. But then again, what say did she have anymore? She just thought sometimes he lost a little..control when he drank..maybe it was different now.
"My father worked at the church, the lumber yard, the farms.. just to buy her a ring."
Emma smiled a bit oddly, "Had he even asked her out on a date?"
"No way! It was true love." Linda teased.
Sean rolled his eyes but snuck a glance at Emma who seemed to be wrapped in the story. He then began to gulp down his beer.
"So he finally got her that ring." she pointed to the one on Emma's finger, "And he was a nervous wreck my mom said, she said he couldn't even get the words out and just slipped it on her finger. But she said she loved him since the first time she laid eyes on him too...and again, without any questions or a word, she kissed him."
Emma tilted her head a bit in awe. That was...kinda beautiful.
"Did they stay together?" she asked.
Linda nodded, smiling and glancing between her son and Emma, "It was meant to be and then they had little ol me."
Emma smiled wider and her and Linda shared a moment as Sean got up to grab another beer and cracked it open, "Tell her about the part where you were so desperate to have a love story like that too," Sean taunted a bit..meanly, "and how you stayed with someone who turned to a pretty cruel husband for 10 years."
Emma even flinched, but Linda didn't seem bothered.
She shrugged to Emma, "I met his father," she glanced at Sean and eyed him, "And it was love at first site."
"No such thing." he muttered.
Emma felt hurt, more than just a sting this time and even Linda saw it in her eyes and glared at Sean, "It was love at first site and you know it! Just because your father turned into a bastard and had an addiction, didn't mean he started out that way, and he didn't end that way either!" now she seemed quite bothered.
Sean sipped his beer and rolled his eyes, "Fine." he bittered, but shut up.
Linda took Emma's hands into hers and whispered, "Cameron boys can be quite the grinches but as long as you know how to control them, they can be quite lovely." she teased the last part louder so Sean heard and gave him a playful smile and wink.
"Well don't worry, Em's quite the control freak." he told his mother, tapping his fingers on his bottle.
Emma had had enough, glaring at him and then the beer in his hands, "How about you have another beer, Sean? Show me 'control' with that?"
Sean's mouth actually fell and watched her storm out of her seat and charge to the door. He glanced down at his beer in his now shakey hands and back at the door she just slammed shut.
"Em-" he stopped, and swallowed hard to the grit his teeth and huff, "Emma!" he ran after her, wishing he didn't feel the need to chase her.
His mothers eyes widened, and put a hand over her mouth as Sean ran out after Emma, "Oh dear."
It was getting windy on the beach, but Emma walked through the sand anyways. The clouds were a bit grey and looked like it might rain tonight but for now it was just quiet thunder from far away
"EMMA!" she heard but kept walking til she got to a dock and walked down it.
She got to the end and just stood there, trying to fight her tears. Why the hell was she crying? One night and already a disaster.
"Emma." his voice softened, standing behind her now
She still wouldn't turn.
"I'm sorry."
Sean hated to say he was sorry, Emma was only a little impressed he had said it but still didn't turn. Before, he only said it cause she was his girl and he had to when he pissed her off. Now, with no relationship what so ever, she could still make him say sorry. . kinda funny.
Sean dug his hands into his pockets, watching the waves crashing in the ocrean from a storm they were obviously going to have soon.
"Come on, lets get inside, it's not safe out here!" he said over the wind.
Emma just crossed her arms.
"Damnit Emma," he said lowly, gritting his teeth. Still the most stubborn girl ever! "I get it alright?" he yelled.
Emma paused, only slightly turning her head.
Sean scoffed and looked down sadly, "I shouldn't be drinking..." he drifted off.
Emma finally turned slowly and wrapped her arms around her tighter. It was kinda cold out here.. she watched the trees blowing back and forth and the grey sky begin to start lightening.
Sean stood there on the dock with her, looking serious, "I'll stop." he looked lost at her, "I guess I just needed someone to remind me I'm still not a very good drinker." he snickered, "Ofcourse my mother never told my Dad once our whole lives to stop, so she wasn't going to begin to tell me." he cringed a bit and shook his head at her, "I don't wanna be like that."
He was glad she was here to tell him to stop before he got a little too crazy wth it and possibly addicted. Like his mother said, the men of the family were mostly addicts.
Emma softened and nodded, dropping her arms to her side and walked back to him. She could tell it hit him hard to realise it and was taking it seriously. Booze just still wasn't for him.
He stared longingly at her as she stopped in front of him and nodded again to lead him back inside, letting him know they were okay.
When they opened the door, Linda was wrapping up dinner and Emma felt horrible. She walked ahead of Sean who was closing the door and saddened, "I'm really sorry for just, leaving like that."
Linda turned to Emma and shook her head, "Oh no honey," she put a kettle on the stove, "I knew Sean would get you back." she smiled.
Emma paused and to be honest, froze a little. . how true was that? Sean also shifted near the door and coughed awkwardly, walking up to beside Emma and just nodded, "course I would." he teased and gave Emma look to just go back to the table.
They slowly sat down, avoiding anothers eyes.
"That storms coming." Linda warned them, "I'm gonna bring my cup of tea to bed, don't be up too late you too." she teased.
Emma flushed and Sean bit the end of his tounge, watching his mother go make her cup of tea now. He then froze himself... bed. Him and Emma. Tonight
"So..." Emma drifted awkwardly, standing at the end of the bed with Sean as they stared at it like some kind of monster.
Sean cringed, knowng what she meant and swallowed hard, "If I sleep on the couch, she'll know somethings up."
Emma smiled a bit playfully, "Tell her I'm the type to wait for marriage."
"You use to be." he teased back then shut his mouth tightly as her eyes widened at him then punched his arm, "Ow!"
"I can't belie-" Emma stopped herself from yelling and whispered harshly, "believe you just said that!"
He raised an eyebrow at her, "Just for that abuse, I'm takin the bed." he crawled on, lounging out on his side with a sigh of relief and exhaustion. God it's been a long two days.
Emma put her hands on her hips, "I'm the guest!"
He shrugged and nodded his head over to the left side of him.
It was a double bed, with grey covers. Infact, the walls were a light grey too. Sean's room was pretty neat,other than old posters she was sure was from highschool. Some with cars on it, some with skanky models on the cars, and then a band called MOTLEY CRUE near his dresser and TV.
"Fine." she snapped, walking to her side and yanking the covers down, "but tomorrow, nice and early, you're taking me shopping."
Sean put his arms behind his head, against his pillows, "Wow never thought I'd have to pay a girl like you to sleep with me." he cringed again from another slap but now against his ribs, "Jesus."
Emma had to giggle this time, sinking into his pillows. Was pretty comfy!
"whatareyoudoing!?" Emma suddenly quickly asked, eyes widening a bit as Sean leaned up and took off his shirt.
Outside, the thunder cracked loudly and rain began to pour but all Emma could stare at was the biceps and 6 pack.
"I always sleep like this." he taunted and turned to give her a look like she should know.
She nearly growled, and then stole another pillow from his side.
"Hey!"
She cuddled it to her side, "I always sleep like this." she mocked and he rolled his eyes but let her have it, sinking into his other two pillows.
By the way, she didn't always sleep like that. Nope, infact, she always use to use him as a pillow. She would lay her head on his chest, leaving him helplessly in bliss by the smell of vanilla. She'd also always have her leg a bit over in between his, tangled with. But ya, it was true he always slept shirtless...and with his arm wrapped around her.
The two laid there, feeling a little.. empty and laid back to back as the night took over and they finally fell asleep.
