Chapter 10
The next weekend I was hanging out at Santana's house, she had invited everyone over for a pool party and because everyone wanted to see me swim. Toby was on the road back to Rosewood, it had been good hanging out with him for the week but he needed to return because a company was looking to hire him for a long period of time. Glee club was very hyper especially since this week's lesson was about happiness. I had ended up doing the song Happy by Pharrell Williams with Brittany; it had been a great simple number.
"Emily," I heard Mrs Lopez voice calling me out. I look up from my relaxing precision on my towel to see Santana's Mum walking down the stairs with some lady I had never seen before.
Standing up, I walk over asking "What's going on?" By now the glee club had noticed this lady and had quietened down to see what was going on.
Mrs Lopez said "Apparently, this lady is here to talk to you. Your Mum rung me after she left your place, warning me and I can act as your guardian if something's wrong."
"Thanks," I say grateful but confused.
The lady then asked, "Emily Fields?"
I replied with "Yeah that's me, what's going on?"
"You've been served," she said handing me a yellow envelope before showing herself out.
I heard Quinn's voice asked, "What's going on Emily?" Ignoring Quinn for the minute while I open the envelope to hopefully see what's going on. Reading over the document serval times to see if I could make sense of what was going on and whether this was really happening. Shaking my head after finishing reading the document four times, I turn around and storm over to my bag. Pulling out my phone I see a text from an unknown number but ignore it when I see a miss call from all of the girls back in Rosewood. Soon Aria's face appears upon my phone, I quickly answer the phone.
"Emily, finally," Aria said sounding relieved.
I replied with "Let me guess, you guys all just got served."
"You too?" I heard Spencer ask.
"Yep, just got it now, while still at Santana's place with the whole of glee club here."
Alison asked, "What have you told them?"
I respond with "Absolutely nothing, like we agreed, after well you know."
"What are we going to do?" Hanna asked.
Aria replied with "No way is that bitch getting out, things have just started to feel normal again."
Spencer said "Maybe we should leave town, like Emily did."
I quickly say "Just because I'm not there doesn't mean I'm not safe, or are we forgetting about London and New York?"
"Like we even could," Alison snapped.
Hanna said "Maybe she's better."
"Or she's faking it to get out and start messing with us again," Aria stated.
"Point Aria," I heard Spencer say making me smile.
I asked "Do we really feel safe again? I mean I know I don't and I'm not even in Rosewood."
"I don't know, maybe we are in the sense of feeling safe but we aren't really safe because she could come back," Alison said.
"We can't be afraid of that bitch forever," Hanna stated getting angry.
"Emily, is everything okay?" I heard Quinn ask coming up behind me. Turning to look I see everyone standing around looking at me.
I replied with "Not really. Sorry something's just come up from Rosewood, I shouldn't be much longer."
"Okay," Quinn nods her head before walking away.
Aria asked "When did you become such a good liar?"
"Maybe, I'm taking a leaf out of your book," I say making Aria gasp before laughing.
I replied with "If it keeps them safe, that's all I care about."
Spencer said "You sound just like you did when we were going through this before."
"Em, what are you hiding?" I heard Hanna ask.
"Nothing," I say knowing they weren't going to buy it whatsoever.
Alison replied with "Okay, now that's bullshit, we can tell when you're lying Em. What's going on?"
Sighing, I take a deep breath before whispering into the phone "Let's just say I've been getting some messages from someone I don't know, signed with the letter that made Aria and Alison want to change their names."
"What!?" was then shouted across the phone.
Hanna asked, "Why are you only telling us this now?"
"What have they been saying?" Spencer asked.
Aria asked, "Are you okay?"
"Do they sound like the bitch? She could've bribed someone into giving her a phone," Alison said.
I replied with "Look, we'll talk later tonight I promise. This conversation isn't safe to have here and it's going to be a long conversation, especially now."
"You cannot drop something like that and run," Hanna yelled.
"I'm sorry, speak to you later," I say before hanging up the phone. After the call, I took a couple of minutes just to breath and try to get rid of these thoughts in my head. Hiding the envelope and phone in my bag, I turn around to find everyone looking at me concerned.
Quinn asked "What's going on?" she stood in front of me.
I replied with "You know that thing I can't tell you about because I'm not ready, well it's that and I'm still not ready to tell you."
"Don't you think that's a little unfair considering I've told you about everything," I look down as Quinn placed her hands on her stomach.
"I used to be such an honest person. I know you have been but this thing is bigger than you can handle, it's bigger than that."
"Let me be the judge of what is big enough for me to handle, I could help you get through whatever going on."
"Believe me I want that but I can't tell you."
"Why not?" Quinn asked.
"Everything you think about me, everything you know about, your opinion of me, will change and I can't handle that okay. I'm not ready for everything to change between us."
"Emily, my opinion of you will never change. You are the girl who captured my heart within a couple of minute. You are the girl who made me smile, properly smile since losing the most precious thing in my life. You are the girl who made me fall in love again, believe in love again, you did all that Emily."
"I'm glad I could make you smile and believe in love again but that's why I can't tell you about this."
"Don't you trust me."
"No, I do trust you."
"Just not with this," Quinn states. Tilting my head up to the sky as I release a deep breath, in one second everything had changed Quinn and I. I didn't know if things would ever be the same again between us. Hearing an engine but from a distance, I lower my head a little to see a plane in the sky. I watch as the smoke comes out the back and it writes the initial's M.V, which seals it for me that I can't tell Quinn about this.
Quinn asked, "What's going on in that head of yours Emily?" Looking at Quinn I see her eyes have turned soft, there's a few tears rolling down her cheek and it pains me because I'm the one who put them there.
"I can't tell you," I say feeling my heart break.
"Then I guess we are over, unless you tell me what's going on right now," Quinn said begging me with her eyes to tell her. Turning around I pick my bag and towel up from the ground, I look at Quinn and shrug my shoulders before leaving the Lopez house. That night my bedroom end with a new whole in it, Dad would fix it in the morning understanding my anger. I had cried to sleep that night, mostly from the break up with Quinn but also for everything the girls and I suffered through together.
Waking up on Monday felt harder than ever before, I had barely slept. Just mostly crying, I felt like I didn't have a heart anymore. Mum wasn't going to allow me to miss school, she would if I was sick but I couldn't get away with it. I took a very long shower trying to wake myself up but it didn't work out, sadly this meant I didn't have time to eat since I need to walk to school. Walking into the building it felt dark, darker than ever before. Opening my locker, I jumped back in surprise when I see a black hoodie with a note reading.
-Unknown
Wouldn't it have just been easy if you had joined when you had the chance, instead of rebelling –A.
Pulling the hoodie out, I slip it on over my shirt and quickly scribble on the note. This means nothing but thanks for the hoodie; I was feeling a little cold. Slamming my locker door shut, after pulling the books out that I would need for my first three lessons. Walking into the Spanish class room, I saw Mr Schue writing on the board, Kurt and Rachel sitting at the front of the class and then I saw Quinn, Santana and Brittany in our normal spot.
"Emily hey, how is the studying with Santana going? Is it helping?" Mr Schue asked innocent to the tension and the breaking of my heart after seeing Quinn's face. Staring at Quinn, I see she's not wearing any make-up and while her hair is tied back it's not as strongly held as it normally would be. Quinn has dark circles under her eyes, telling me sleep has been non-existent. When Quinn looked up, she saw me and I saw her eyes swell up ready to start crying.
"Emily, I know you want to go sit with your friends but can you please answer me," Mr Schue said trying to get my attention again.
"Not today, Mr Schue," I mumble before walking around him and going to sit at a new desk. At this desk, I pull the hoodie up and rest my head on the desk trying not to cry. Feeling a tap on my shoulder, I look up confused to see Brittany sitting at the desk next to me. Brittany is smiling but it's a put-on smile, her eyes tell me she's sad. Shrugging at Brittany, I turn my head back to stare down at the desk. Feeling my phone buzz in my pocket, I pull it out to see a message from unknown and I was almost tempted to throw it at a wall. Sighing to myself, I decided to see what it said this time.
-Unknown
You are making this way too easy. Although with you out of the way now, I can have Quinn all to myself. She seems like fun to mess with you, some form of innocence –A.
Snapping my head up at the mention of Quinn, I turn my head to look over at her to see she's deep in conversation with Santana; not even looking my way. I picture everything that happened to the girls and I, I imagine them happening to Quinn and sudden feeling to be sick washes over me. Standing up from my desk causing Mr Schue to stop his lesson, I vaguely hear him ask what's wrong and what I'm doing. Walking down the aisle of desks until I reach the bin, I crouch down and start throwing up into it.
"Nurse Office," I heard Mr Schue instruct and suddenly Rachel is by my side with all of my stuff. Rachel led me down different corridors until we finally did reach the nurses office, the lady had me lay down in one of the sick rooms with Rachel watching over me.
"You can go," I say feeling angry at myself more than anything.
Rachel replied with "It's fine." Shaking my head at Rachel's words, I sit up and strip myself of the black hoodie and I ditch it at the waste bin.
"That was a perfectly good hoodie, why are you throwing it away?"
"Because I can," I say standing up from the bed and making my way out of the sick room.
"Where are you going?" Rachel asked.
"Somewhere else, why do you care? Why do you care about me, your Quinn's friend, so really you shouldn't care about me?"
"While Quinn and I are some sort of friends, so are you and I. It's to my understanding that friends make sure the other is okay, especially after a break up."
"I'm fine Rachel. Just please leave me alone, I just need to be alone."
"Okay," Rachel said before walking away. Shaking my head, I make my way towards a secret hide out Quinn had told me about a few weeks ago. I didn't want to go to anymore classes, so I decided to hide out until Glee club.
When I enter the choir room I saw everyone was already here and by the way conversation stopped, I knew they had all been talking about me and it proved my case when some wouldn't meet my eye. Shaking my head as I pull out my ringing phone to see Alison face on the screen, I was revealed it wasn't another message.
"Ali, what's up?" I ask answering the phone.
"Not Ali, Spencer."
"Spencer what are you doing with Ali's phone?"
Spencer replied with "We were hanging out and she started to freak out about you know what, she's in full panic attack and I can't get through to her. I thought you were more likely to answer if it was her."
"Right, umm…can you put her on the phone please?"
I hear Spencer distance voice saying "Ali, Ali, honey, it's Emily, she wants to talk to you, do you want to talk to her?"
"Yeah," I heard Alison voice say making me sigh in relief.
"Hello," Alison scared voice said.
"Hey you, what's going on?"
"I'm freaking out that's what's going on."
"About what?"
"You know what," Alison yells.
"Okay, okay. You know everything's going to be okay."
"How do you know? It feels like it's all happening again, people are going to get hurt."
"This is not happening again, we aren't going to let it and no one's going to get hurt," I say glancing across at Quinn.
"You can't control it Emily, someone could die just like last time."
"Believe me when I say, I know I can't control this, I wish I could. But this time we know what we are up against and no one will die."
"How can you be so sure?"
"Because together we won't let the ones we love the most go, we will hold them close until it's over once again."
"Emily, you broke up with Quinn because of this," Alison states.
I replied with "I can't be with her and be dealing with this, it's safer that way for everyone involved."
"I can hear your heartbreaking from here. I hate that you don't trust anyone anymore, I understand why but it crushes me when you don't trust someone you love fully." Snapping my head up when I heard a noise, I realise Mr Schue has enter the room and mumbling about something.
Mr Schue sees me on the face and said "Emily, can you please hang up your phone?"
"Sorry, umm…I have a song to sing and I want them to hear it."
"Oh, well I guess the floors all yours then," he said taking a step down next to Tina. Taking a deep breath as I stand up from my chair, I quickly instruct the band making sure Ali couldn't hear what song I was singing yet. Pulling down a stool, I seat myself down in the middle of the choir room and look out at everyone.
"Ali, you still there?"
"Yeah, I'm here," Alison said.
I asked "Can you put your phone on speaker phone? I want Spence to hear this to."
"Okay," "Done," Alison said confirming once it's done. Nodding my head across at the band start softly playing their instruments in time to the beat of the song.
Emily: "When you try your best, but you don't succeed. When you get what you want, but not what you need. When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep. Stuck in reverse and the tears come streaming down your face. When you lose something, you can't replace. When you love someone, but it goes to waste. Could it be worse." I look into Quinn's eyes as I sang feeling so vulnerable and emotional. I could feel the tears streaming down my face, I didn't know how well I was sounding but I need to continue.
Emily: "Lights will guide you home and ignite your bones, and I will try to fix you. And high above or down below. When you're too in love to let it go, but if you never try you'll never know just what your worth." I heard the sounds of crying coming across the phone but my eyes never left Quinn for a second.
Emily: "Lights will guide you home and ignite your bones, and I will try to fix you. Tears stream down your face, when you lose something you cannot replace. Tears stream down your face and I, tears stream down your face. I promise you I will learn from my mistakes, tears stream down your face and I. Lights will guide you home and ignite your bone, and I will try to fix you." As I finish the song off completely balling, I could feel my heart breaking repeatedly.
Wiping my tears slightly even though they continue to fall, I say "That's why I can't, okay, I just can't." Quinn goes to say or move, I don't know which one because I'm running from the room before I even knew.
By Thursday I was completely exhausted from school, from seeing Quinn's sad face everywhere I went. I hadn't really been paying any attention in my classes, some I even skip just not feeling up to going. Whoever had been texting me those unknown messages hadn't given up, I got at least two a day threatening to hurt Quinn. Every day after school, I came home, went to room and cried until I fell asleep. Feeling a tap on my shoulder, I was at my locker trying to work out what I was going to do after lunch period finished. Turning around, I was shocked to see three jocks surrounding me all with slushy cups in hand.
"Tony said hi," they say before tossing the cups of liquid at me.
"Loser," one said as they dump the cups to the ground and walk away. My eyes feel like they are burning while this isn't the first time I've been slushy, I don't think you can ever get used to it. Trying my best to wipe my eyes clean but failing miserable, I then power my senses up and blindly walk towards the closet bathroom. Guiding myself to the paper towel dispenser, I pull out serval paper towel and gently clean the slushy from my eyes. Once I can finally see again, I pull my shirt up over my body and sigh as I look at myself in the mirror. Turning to the side, I look at the marks upon my body; which have been there since that night. I graze my fingertips over the marks I can reach, I feel a slight twinge in doing so; like it was happening again.
"What are they?" I heard a voice say shocking me, especially because the voice belonged to Brittany.
"Nothing, they are just something I've had since I was born," I say lying and hoping she believed me.
"What happened to your shirt?"
"Slushy attack, mates of Tony's. I don't know and I really don't care."
"What's happened to you?"
"What do you mean?"
Brittany explained "Ever since you got that envelop at Sanny's house you've been acting different, more emotional I guess. One minute you seem sad like you're going to cry and the next you are angry like you're going to punch a hole through a wall. So, what was in that envelop?"
"It was nothing, so drop it."
"I'm not stupid."
"I know you're not Brittany. I just can't tell you."
"Why not?"
"Because if I can't tell Quinn, then I can't tell you."
"I hate this. Your sad, Quinn's sad, it doesn't make sense to me; no matter how many times Sanny tries to explain it to me I will not understand."
"I'm sorry Brittany," I say not really sure what else to say. Brittany then steps up to me and to my shock wraps her arms around me, I don't know why but I start crying again. The weight of the week and everything going on in Rosewood, I just can't hold it in anymore. We sit down on the bathroom floor and I am practically in Brittany's lap while I continue to cry.
Brittany's P.O.V
This week had confused me so much, I had tried being there for Emily but she's just in her own world. So is Quinn, however she's at least letting Santana in; which is good. Emily just seems like she's carrying the weight of the whole world on her shoulders and I don't understand why she won't let us help. When she sang, I was confused as to whether to message was to her friend or Quinn, it was very short and Emily was crying so it made it hard to understand her.
As I sat on this gross bathroom floor with Emily in my arms, I knew that whatever was going on it was a lot bigger than I had originally thought. Emily isn't the type of person who cries and for her to just burst at me hugging her, well it was strange. Hours later I was sitting in Quinn's bedroom we had bought a pizza to share on the way to Quinn's house, Santana and I had been sleeping at Quinn's place for this week; since her break up with Emily.
"Have either of you spoken to Emily this week?" I ask breaking the fallen silence.
"No," Quinn said with a sigh.
"Why would we?" was Santana's responds. I knew Santana was just putting on a brave face for Quinn, wanting to support the friend she knew the longest. However, knowing Santana as long as I had, I know she is very concerned for Emily's wellbeing.
"She got slushed today, by some of Tony's mates. I was in the bathroom when she came in, I watched in silence and she took off her shirt."
"Get a good look in?" Santana asked.
I replied with "Sort of."
"What?" Quinn asked snapping her head to look at me.
"It was weird. She has these marks on her torso area; they've been there for a while. According to Emily she got them when she was born but I don't think you get these marks from birth. They kind of looked like burns but I don't know."
Santana asked, "What has Emily told you about her life?"
"Well she lived in Rosewood for five years before that it was California, then Mississippi, Texas for a couple of months, Hawaii but only for a year and I think Montana is the last one," Quinn said numbering them off.
I say "That's a lot of moving. However, she got those it must've been in Rosewood, they only look three years old."
"Okay, so what has she told us about her time in Rosewood? She was a swimmer, had four closest friends and a few others and she had a job at a coffee shop; maybe that's it," Santana spoke.
I replied with "Any coffee burns wouldn't stay and these were weird, I've never seen then before."
Quinn asked, "Do you remember when Toby was here and he and Emily were talking about his sister Jenna?" At our nods, Quinn continued with "Emily told me Jenna is blind but it wasn't from birth, she was in accident but I don't know what accident could cause someone to go blind."
"Maybe, that's what happened to Emily. She was there when it happened and those are her wounds," Santana reason.
"Or it has to do with whatever she can't tell us, more you Quinn then us," I say remembering Emily's answer.
Quinn asks, "Did she say anything?"
I answered with "No, she tried playing the burns down as nothing but I knew better than that. When I tried asking her, she said she couldn't tell me, not if she couldn't tell you first."
"Whatever is going on, it must be serious. Emily seems like a very open person," Santana comment to which we nod our heads.