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Chapter 11

~Emily POV~

Warmth. It surrounds me like a blanket. No it's not the blanket currently surrounding me, no it's not the body holding me tightly. It's the feeling I feel in my chest, and it's growing. Fast. It just keeps building and building, creating this fear building in my heart. I'm not used to this warmth, I'm not used to having no control on it. This warmth is ripping of all the control I have left. It's telling me to just go with it, too lose control of my emotions and let myself be happy. But I can't. I need to stop this warmth from suffocating me and ripping all the control I have over my emotions away.

I open my eyes and see the most beautiful sight in the world. Naomi sleeping beside me, her arm wrapped around my waist and a small smile on her lips. Gently, I move out of her arm and scurry around, finding my clothes that we had thrown about last night. After placing my shoe on, I look back to the sleeping beauty and smile sadly. I bend down and press a light kiss to her forehead.

"I'm sorry" I whisper gently before standing up and making my way out of the park. The sun is just about rising, making the sky a burning orange. I look up and sigh sadly, the early summer air swirls around me, making my hair fly back, towards Naomi. I shake my head and keep on walking out onto the street.

"I can't go back" I whisper to myself as I make my way down the road, taking twist and turns in random directions.

I can't let Naomi have this hold over me, even if she doesn't know she has it. It's best that way, the less she knows, the easier it is to get away. But why do I have this tugging feeling in my heart? It's screaming at me to go back, to stay with her, watch as she wakes up from her deep slumber, and see the breathtaking smile pull across her lips as she looks at me. But my head, it's ordering me to keep on walking, telling me it's too dangerous to go back. I'll only hurt her more and myself if I do. I'll be putting my heart on the line, waiting for it to be ripped apart again after finally putting it back together with a few pieces missing. But what if Naomi is those missing pieces? What if by letting Naomi in, it fixes my heart all together and I can go back to being Emily. Just Emily. Not broken Emily, not Ben's Emily not bitchy Emily and not shy Emily. Just me and only me.

I stop in my tracks as I realise that I've walked back to Naomi's apartment without realising. I see my motorbike parked a little further up, I dig my hands in my pockets and feel for the keys. I grab them then run to my bike. I pull out the helmet form the seat compartment, place it on, swing my leg over the seat, turn the ignition on then speed off. I weave in and out of traffic, easily passing through the morning rush. I head to the one place where I know I'll have someone who will help me. Work. I know it's stupid as Naomi will turn up later anyway, but I know that Cook will be there, getting a early morning fuck before everyone else arrives.

I park outside the building, jump off the scooter and take my helmet off and place it on the seat and run into the building. I rush into the elevator and press for the 5th floor. My foot taps the elevators floor impatiently as I wait for it to reach the correct floor. Finally the doors open and I rush out, looking in every direction for Cook.

I walk past his office door and spot him flicking through his papers, his stare concentrating on them and a pencil in between his lips. I stop and knock on the door, he looks up and the pen drops out of his mouth. He stands up and rushes to my side then wraps his arms around me.

"Shh, it's okay. Cookie's here now" I hadn't realised I was crying until I saw my tears dampen his shirt. I hold onto him tightly, crumpling his shirt in my hands as I shake in his arms and Cook whispers sweet nothings in my ear. Once I quieten down, Cook pulls away from me and looks at me worriedly.

"What happened?"

"Naomi"

"If she's done anything to you, well I can't do anything but I'll get Effy to make her life hell" Cooks says, his brotherly protectiveness over me coming out. I shake my head.

"She didn't do anything"

"Then what's brought the water works on?"

"I love her Cook" As I spoke the words to Cook, they slapped me right in the face. Reality set in, I love her. There isn't anything I can do about it.

"Did you tell her?" I nod

"I can't take this Cook. I can't let these feelings take over me, I can't loose control again Cook" I start to sob lightly.

"What happened after you told her"

"We had sex" Cook walks away from me and rumbles round the room "Then I woke up and ran. I ran and left her, naked in the park with only a blanket covering her"

Cook's head whips up "Why didn't you tell me? I'll go keep her company eh?" He wiggles his eyebrows at me, I stare at him like he slapped me round the face with a fish "Right, serious" He walks back over to me and holds out some pound notes.

I look down at them then back at him "What's that?"

"£100. You won the bet Emily, I have to give you it" He goes to place it in my hand but I move away and shake my head.

"I can't"

Cook moves towards me and grabs my hand, placing the money in it then wrapping my hand around it and keeping his hand covering mine "You can and you will. We had a bet Emily, whoever can bed Naomi first gets £100. I always keep my promise and never back out of a bet. You won, you get the money"

Before I can say something, a voice perks up. A voice I did not want to hear "What?" I turn to the door and freeze. Naomi stands in the open doorway, pain across her face and her eye ice cold.

"Naomi-"

"I was just a bet? You used me to get some money and spend that on booze and drugs?" Her voice is calm but just as harsh and cold as her eyes.

"No...I...It's just..." Words fail me as I try to defend myself. But I can't, because every word that Naomi just said was correct. I did use her; I would've used the money on booze and drugs.

"How could you? Lead me on like that; make me believe that hard core Emily Fitch, local womanizer has found interest in someone like me? Just a boring Ice Queen, whom never felt love for someone as much as I love you. I finally felt that I was loved, but it turn out that I was just used for some easy money" Tear flow down her face, the pain full expression crumbling into sorrow and sadness

I shake my head, tears flowing down my face. I go to speak, but Cook says it for me.

"She does love you"

"Don't try and defend her Cook, you where part of the bet" She snarls at him.

"Naomi-" A sharp pain crosses my cheek. I hold it, still crying, Naomi stares at me, her cheeks stained with tears.

"I never want to see you again" She spins on her heel, then runs of down the hallway.

I walk out the door and watch as she runs into the elevator. More people had arrived and are all staring at me and Cook standing in the doorway.

"She didn't mean it Emily" Cook whispers. He goes to take my hand but I run down the other hallway, to the exit of the stairs. I rush down them, my heart pumping heavily in my chest, my head pounding against my skull.

I push open the main doors, run towards my bike, pull on my helmet then jump on the bike and speed off down the road again. Only one destination is in my mind. I need to get away. I have to get away from this pain.

~Naomi POV~

I wipe away the falling tears as I sit on the side walk. Pain is a powerful thing. I have felt it many times in my life. I first felt it when my dad left me and my mum when I was very young. I felt it all those times he turned up at my parties drunk. I felt it when he stopped bothering all together. I felt it when I broke my arm falling out of a tree whilst trying to save a suck Cat. I felt it when my first boyfriend broke up with me. I felt it when my mum was diagnosed with breast cancer three years ago. She survived thank fully.

But I have not felt pain like I am feeling now. This pain started at my toes when I woke up to find Emily gone. It rose to my knees when I saw her bike was gone from the front of my house. It ate it's way up my legs to my stomach as I was driving to work. Then it ate away at my heart when I heard Cook say those words. The words taht tore me in half. She never loved me, she used me. She used her big doe eyes, fiery hair and personality and her body to get me to fall for her. It's now I realise that Emily's hair isn't just fire. She is the fire. Every part of her. She destroyed everything about me; she destroyed all the walls I built up. She destroyed my heart and left the ashes.

I hear someone sit beside me, but I don't need to turn my head to know it's not her. The vanilla scent I smell when I'm around her isn't there. The whole aura of what is Emily Fitch isn't there.

I close my eyes then pass the fag that I've been holding to the person next to me. He takes a drag before handing it back.

"Naomi" he starts. I cut him off.

"Don't. I'll talk" I turn to face Cook who's looking back at me, his face serious.

"Whay did you do it?" I ask

"It's what Emily and I do. We make bets to see who is the most fuckable. It's a laugh"

"Really? Do you see me laughing?" I flick my cigarette away

"Look, I know what we did hurt you. But you've got to understand Naomi, we honestly thought you'd be like the rest of the girls we meet in clubs and make bets on. Just a fuck 'em and leave 'em type of girl. I didn't think that Emily would end up falling head over fucking heels in love with you."

"So what you're saying is you were hoping I was some slag so there was no chance of Emily falling in love with me"

"Yes... No, wait Naomi" he grabs my hand to stop me from standing up "Listen to me, please, let me explain" I sigh but give in and sit back down.

"At first it started off as a little bet. I thought I'd be able to pull you, but Emily said you were gay. I'll admit this but Emily has got a fucking good gaydar, but I'm Cook, and Cookie doesn't say no to anything. So we put a bet to see who can get you first. Basically proving if your gay or not."

"Why didn't you come and ask me?"

"We had only just met you, plus we wanted to make it more fun"

"So Emily seduced me to prove her right?" I ask, not seeing how this is making Emily and Cook look any better

"If you want the truth then...yes. Emily seduced you to prove herself right. There's something you need to know about Emily, ever since Ben, she won't ever let anyone get close except for me and Effy. She keeps her fuck mindless so she won't get to caught up in them. Emily feels that fi she doesn't have control over her emotions the Ben incident will happen again. Because she had to fight for you, because she had to chase you to win you over, she let you in more. She let you see the real Emily, she let you take over her feelings. She let you love her therefore letting herself love you back"

Cook stares at me with such intensity, I have to look away.

"I know all of that won't excuse me or Emily for what you did. But I hope that you can find some way to forgive us. Forgive Emily and forgive Me. Please."

I sigh and look around before settling my gaze back on Cook "I can't forgive you yet Cook, it will definitely take me time to forgive Emily"

Cook nods "I understand" his phone vibrates; he looks down then types a quick reply. When he looks back up, worry fills his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"It's Emily"

"What about her?"

"Effy's told me she's at the train station. Emily's running Naomi" He gets up and grabs my hand and takes me to his car

"Cook, where are we going"

"I'm taking you to the train station and you are going to stop Emily from leaving"

"Why me?" I ask. Cook straps himself in and looks over at me, still standing outside of the car

"Emily wont listen to me Naomi. Only you. I know you're angry, but wouldn't you rather have Emily see the damage she's caused you, wouldn't you rather see Emily everyday then have to think what she's doing. Wouldn't you like to shoe Emily the pain you are feeling?" He asks.

He's right. I would prefer it if I knew Emily was here in Bristol. I would prefer Emily to see the pain she's caused me. As much as I hate her at the moment, I don't know what I'd do if I couldn't see her every day, hear her voice every day, hear her laugh, see her flowing red hair, look into her deep brown eyes.

I sigh again before getting in. Cook takes off down the road, his speed deffinetley going over the limit. Before long we are parked outside kings cross station.

"Go in quick, I'll find a better parking space and meet you in there" Cook says. I nod then jump out, running through the crows and into the station.

Emily's POV

I flick through the heat magazine I brought to keep my mind off things. Off her. As soon as I left the office, I go back home, packed all my things and drove to Effy's. I needed advice on it all. She was just as fucking cryptic as ever though and said to do what I feel is right or something. No bloody help at all. I decided that leaving would be the best. I got to kings cross and brought the first ticket to Bristol.

I look at the pictures of Kerry Katona, Pippa Middleton, Dakota Fanning they have to compare on styles and can't help but think 'Naomi is prettier' or 'Naomi will look better in that' or 'Ooo that colour will really bring out her eyes' or 'Naomi has a better arse than Pippa'

I hear the click of heels against the floor and look up to hopefully see a woman trying to rush for a train. Is it just me or is that always so entertaining? I quickly shut the magazine and stand up. Naomi's here? How did she know?

"Naomi, what are you-" I don't have time to finish my sentence before Naomi presses her lips against mine. Her hand cups my cheek, stroking it slightly with her thumb. She breaks away after a while and rests her forehead against mine

"Don't go Emily" She whispers.

"I have to" I step back from her, grab my bags and head for the train that's just arrived. Naomi grabs my hand.

"Why?" she asks

I spin back around "Because I have to! I can't lose control again Naomi! I promised myself that I would never let anyone get so close to me again, I protected myself after Ben. I vowed I would not let myself go through that pain again!"

"I could never hurt you like that" Naomi says, her voice louder, attracting a few peoples attention.

"You don't know that!" I shout.

"What's life without a little risk Emily?" Naomi asks

"I need to go" I whisper, my voice dropping. I grab my bag and walk away. Naomi runs round and stand in front of me.

"Just tell me you don't love me. Tell me you don't love me and I'll let you go" Naomi's eyes fill with hope and fear. Hope that I wont say that but fear that I might.

I bite my lip to hold back tears "I don't love you" I sya in the coldest voice I could muster. Naomi's face crumples, I brush past her and walk onto the train. I ignore her pleading calls as I take my seat. I see Naomi fall to the floor, crying her heart out. Cook wraps his arms around her, holding her against him. He catches my eye and shakes his head with disappointment. That simple gesture breaks me, Cook is disappointed in me.

As the train leaves, I can't help but remember her crumbling form on the platform, the look of disapproval in Cooks eyes.

But most of all I can't forget those four words I told her. Those four words were the biggest lie I ever told.

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