AN: Welcome back to reviewing Vixy! JM, I'm sorry that this story is breaking your heart. Just be thankful I'm not doing something I had planned, which I may tell you about in the final chapter. I hope you especially and everyone else enjoys this chapter, hopefully it'll make you feel a little happier, though the story isn't over yet. Question; do you want happiness now or in a sequel? Lol.

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Not once in the year or so she'd been at college did Naomi turn up completely unwashed. The bathroom got a welcomed visit the moment she set foot in the college and she wondered just how she would go about brushing off the dirt from her clothes. She knew there was a weird smell hanging off her. It was nothing short of disgusting. But she had no way of removing it. Much to her luck, a first year girl stared at her with a funny expression, before leaving the bathroom and leaving her body spray behind. Naomi sprayed as much of it as possible without making people throw up from the thick perfumed scent. She was thankful to the college for their warm building, which quickly heated up her freezing cold bones as she walked to her classroom. Naomi considered the night in front of her. Another night outside, in the middle of the coldest autumn they'd seen in years.

"Naomi," came a voice from down the corridor.

Lifting her head instantly, Naomi felt her heart skip a beat and a level of embarrassment hit her on sight of Emily. She wondered if she still had time to turn and walk away, but then she realised Emily had seen her looking and it was too late.

"Big night out?" Emily smiled, picking at a piece of dirt in her hair. Naomi simply smiled and let Emily's lips touch hers in greeting.

"I was going to call you last night, but your phone went dead, then when I called your house some woman answered."

Panic rose in Naomi's chest and she wondered just how she was going to get around Emily's observation, "That'd be Jan, she's some friend of mums, she never remembers that I live there."

"Oh," Emily nodded, the lie seeming to be accepted.

"We're having a water problem," Naomi informed her, "We don't have any hot water for a week,"

"How did that happen?" Emily questioned, lapping up the lies like a cat with cream.

A slight successful smile hit Naomi's lips, "The guy refitting the bathroom thought it smart to throw a spanner at the pipe."

"Do you want to come shower at mine?" Emily asked, helpfully.

Naomi nodded, a thankful and relieved smile on her face. She hated that it felt good for Emily to accept her lies, but what choice did she have?

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It had felt like a while since Emily and Naomi had spent any time together. It had been a spur of the moment decision to skip their afternoon classes in order for Naomi to shower and the two of them to spend some time together. Emily sat patiently in her bedroom as the shower started up. No one was home and Emily suspected they would be visiting Katie as soon as visiting hours began. She took a deep breath, feeling brave and slightly horny with Naomi in her house. The blond very rarely visited. It felt slightly risky, thinking about what they could do while her parents were out. It took only seconds for her to strip off and walk towards the bathroom. The door was closed but on close inspection, Naomi hadn't locked the door.

"Naomi?" Emily muttered, entering the bathroom.

"Yeah?" Naomi replied, the word drawing out longer as she caught sight of Emily, completely naked in the middle of the bathroom.

"I thought I'd join you, if that's okay?"

Naomi's lips curled up at the sides and she held a hand out for Emily to take. Stepping closer, Emily and Naomi collided in a passionate kisses, their hands exploring each other in a new way as the water gushed down on them from above.

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The shower had been exciting. But not as exciting as Emily's bed. It had been a forbidden place, where neither of them even thought about sharing themselves with each other. Sex in the Fitch house had a level of excitement that made Naomi enjoy each moment more than the one before.

"I like this," Naomi grinned, letting her arms rest around Emily's shoulder.

"Me too," Emily smiled back, "I'm glad no one is home."

"I want to take this moment to thank the Fitch's for leaving me alone to fuck their daughter, twice," Naomi informed the room, a pretend sob in her voice, making Emily laugh.

"I miss this," she sighed.

"So do I."

"I want to fix things with you," she continued.

A flutter in Naomi's stomach made her feel slightly sick. They'd spent an amazing couple of hours together and she wanted nothing more than to fix their relationship and spend more time together. But Naomi knew that to truly commit to that, she had to tell Emily the truth.

"I know it's been a bit weird between us, with Katie."

Naomi wasn't sure if she wanted the conversation to continue, through fear of what it would mean for her. But Emily carried on anyway.

"I've missed you, the amount of times I've sat here wishing to tell you, to talk to you," Emily began, but they were quickly interrupted by the opening of Emily's bedroom door.

It was their worst nightmare, the one reason they had never had sex in Emily's bed before. The two of them sat up, covering themselves as best as they could, as they stared into the eyes of Rob and Jenna Fitch. There was a silence. A long, drawn out silence that Naomi knew was a sign of bad things to come. Jenna's eyes grew wide with anger and confusion, Rob's face grew red with embarrassment and Naomi could only assume, anger.

"What do you think you two are doing?" Jenna gasped.

Naomi wanted to answer, she wanted to apologise and leave swiftly. But Emily had already begun talking.

"Having sex, what does it look like?"

It was something she hadn't expected Emily to say and by the looks of her parents faces, neither had Rob and Jenna.

"Your sister is in hospital and all you can think about is this stupid phase you're going through?" Jenna asked, almost spitting out her words with a level of disgust.

"What has Katie got to do with this?" Emily asked, sliding a top over her behind the privacy of the bedcovers.

"Your sister is coming home tomorrow, she doesn't need you carrying on in the bed beside her,"

Naomi watched her girlfriend and her girlfriend's parents vocal tennis as they swapped statements about Katie being ill and how that did or didn't mean it was okay to bring people home. Naomi took a deep breath, searching for a way to escape the mess they were in.

"What the fuck has Katie being ill got to do with my sexuality?" Emily asked, "If Naomi was a guy dad would have punched her by now and I'd never see her again, this isn't some phase, we love each other."

"I think I should go," Naomi eventually muttered, partially dressing under the covers before sliding her skirt on and walking out onto the landing.

"No, Naomi," Emily began, but her parents interrupted her.

"I think that's a good idea," Rob nodded at Naomi who smiled a sympathetic smile at Emily before disappearing out of the room.

"But I wanted to talk to you," Naomi could hear Emily cry out to her, she muttered an apology before leaving the house, her eyes filling with tears.

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