Sean barely slept that night, and the next night wasn't going so well either. He had to see it for himself. He got up, and got changed into his white wife beater and jeans, his hoody and tuke.

All day he thought about how he could stop it, even planned on telling Alex, but that might of result in Emma getting hurt. As much as she hurt him, he wouldn't let that happen.

He thought about even telling her parents, but the thought of that made him think she'd try to get him back even worst and it'd be an on going war with another. He didn't want a war with her.

He just wanted to protect her.

He got out, and his feet led him to the park he knew too well. This was where he and Amy hooked up as well, just after the break up with Emma. He wanted to try anything to get over her, and it hadn't worked. It'd been a year since he'd been here.

The ravine.

Same low lives were sitting around, drinking beer, rap music playing. He looked around but didn't see them, but then he quickly rushed behind a tree seeing her just enter from the other pathway. She also lived near by, he guessed she thought Jay was in the van siince she was headed straight to it.

He knew the van was actually empty, ironically Amy had just jumped out with another guy just minutes ago so Emma's precious little Jay wasn't in there.

He could feel his chest caving again, crushing his heart and lungs and he swallowed hard before storming after her, looking around so nobody saw him grab her right at the van when she opened it, and he then shoved her inside, him following after and swung it shot.

Emma sat on the floor, turned and bewildered when she noticed who had just flung her inside. Sean Cameron's eyes, though could be so blue, stared coldly down at her.

"how many times?" he asked furiously.

"what?" she was a bit scared now, she never wanted him to see her here, just know.

"did you fuck him?"

Emma sat up as he inched closer, "Don't talk to me like that!" she shook her head at him

"Why not?" Sean eyes watered, "You let any other guy use you that way." he caught her arm when she went to actually slap him, the fire back in her eyes.

"No. I didn't fuck him." Emma answered and finally was allowed her arm back. How could he be so cruel to think she would do that. Thatwas a whole other thing.

She whimpered when he actually pushed her back down to the floor of the van, "Sean!" she exclaimed and he pinned her down but let his head hang low and they just laid there, just like that.

She knew he'd never hurt her, this wasn't his intention. He just wanted her to stop and her eyes watered too, not sure if she could.

If 'feeling bad' was all she could feel, then it's what she had to do. She didn't want to feel dead anymore.

Sean was panting, and he closed his eyes, inhaling her scent and closed his eyes tighter.

Vanilla.

God he missed that.

Emma whimpered a bit more, hating to be stuck here quietly, with him, and having to think about what she was doing and had even begun to feel horrible.

Damn him! She hated him! She hated him so fucking much!

She felt his breath closer to her neck and bit her lip. "Sean." it didn't come out as a protest this time.

She hated him...she hated...when he did this to her. It hurt to know he could still make her feel like this. Why was he doing this?!

The tip of his nose rubbed against her neck first, before his lips replaced it and she sucked in a breath. He paused for only a second, but he couldn't resist anymore, and softly began to trail kisses down her neck.

Other boys weren't this gentle, Jay wasn't like this..

Emma looked up at the cieling, a tear dropping from the corner of her eye, "Don't." her voice cracked.

Sean raised his head, looking back down in her eyes and finally saw some emotion. His heart skipped and he happily brushed his thumbs against her soft cheek, whiping the tear.

That's all he needed to see. She felt some shame. She felt something.

His eyes locked on hers for moments, and he couldn't stop himself from leaning down and pushed his lips to hers. She felt tense under him, and he kissed her once more softly and try to make her relax. She melted into it, it was some curse he had over her and she whimpered from it, wishing he'd just stop because she didn't have the energy too and she didn't want to look like some idiot still pinning over him.

He kissed her more passionately when he felt her slightly kiss back, and his heart began to race.

She's kissing back, she's kissing me back.

He ran his fingers through that hair of hers he'd been secretly admiring for months, and he gripped it as he kissed her harder and this time, she moaned out.

"Sean.." she moaned more and he happily went back to kissing around her neck

"Em." he sighed in bliss against her neck, closing his eyes and stopped for a second, just to enjoy it, and kissed it once more so tenderly.

He didn't plan for this to happen, but this Emma, this moaning Emma was driving him nuts and he wanted to know her just a little.

Emma's bit her lower lip feeling Sean begin to kiss her neck harder, and she was sure it'd leave a mark. With Jay, she told him she'd end it if he left a mark, but Sean? Sean was just..allowed

Her eyes then snapped open, feeling his hands begin to sway up her skirt-

"I'm not some slut!" she snapped, pushing him off her so hard he sat back up on his knees and she crawled back

He panted, a shocked look on his face and darted his eyes around. Oh god, him- him and Emma were really just doing that.

He angered, letting the rejection drill through him, "Oh but you'd let Jay use you like one?"

SLAP!

This time, Sean didn't catch her wrist and he felt the sting on his cheek. Her eyes held tears and she glared at him from the ground and he actually felt a twist of pain in his stomach and he looked down at the ground ashamed.

"I'm...I-I'm sorry." he stuttered, a bit baffled

Silence.

He then closed his eyes, surrendering to the jealousy stirring in him, "Jay isn't a good guy!" he yelled at her.

"And you are?!" she snickered madly.

"Yea!" he barked. He'd never use her like Jay was, he'd actually appreciate her. Maybe he didn't use to like he should, he took her for granted but back then he even knew she was too pure to touched like that. You looked at Emma, you didn't touch.

But suddenly, Sean was understanding they were growing older, and he had the desire to do just that and wanted to be the only guy who did so. At least she said she wasn't having sex, but it didn't make him less angry or thrilled thinking of other guys' hands on her.

"You think you and Jay aren't alike?" Emma laughed almost mentally at that and he gave her a look, "Look where you are Sean."

Sean blinked, and slowly did so. A run down van, candles around them. .

"Look what you're doing." she sat up more and eyed him with those hazel eyes he could never forget, "Look who also has a girlfriend." she raised an eyebrow.

Sean stared hatefully at her, but really, it was at himself. She was right. Fuck he wasn't this type of guy, he never respected cheaters it's just... fuck it was Emma. Jesus, Ellie could never find out..the girl cut herself for christ sakes and lived with him.

"You're going home." he snapped and pulled the van open and grabbed her hand to pull her out.

He did so, but when she jumped out she struggled but he held her against the van.

"Emma, stop!" he yelled at her, "You're losing it!"

She looked up against the van and into his eyes, "that's none of your concern."

What an odd thing to say back. Sean stared incredibly at her, then didn't let go of her hand as he began to drag her home with him.

"What you doing!" she exclaimed, trying to use all her might to rip her hand out of his but he was too strong.

"I'm not stupid." Sean growled over his shoulder to her, "I tell you to go home, you'll pretend to you will, and you'll just stay and wait for him."

"No I won't!" Emma lied and still struggled but yelped as he forced her faster, heading to his apartment.

He wasn't going to give up, he was going to get her the help she needed.

"If you don't let go?" Emma tugged his hand back and he turned, "I'll tell Ellie everything and even make up more for fun." she taunted.

She didn't bluff as he stared at her in disbelief. When had she gotten so cold?

He gritted his teeth though, and kept pulling her, "If you tell her, I'll tell your mommy and daddy what you've been up to."

He felt her stop struggling, and she numbly walked beside him now and he glanced over, kinda shocked she listened to him. He felt a quick sting of feeling bad for threatening her like that, but it had to be done.

He had been able to trust her by the time he reached his place and he let her go to unlock the door. He came in, but didn't hear footsteps following and turned.

She stayed outside the door, just glaring inside and didn't want to go in.

She lived here with him, didn't she? She heard that once from Manny.. who had heard it from Paige at cheersquad with Hazel.

Sean leaned over, grabbing her hand again and yanked her a little inside, and shut the door behind him.

"We're..." he drifted off, not wanting to make her think he was wanting this, "Alone." maybe he did, a little.

She watched him at the corner of her puffy red eyes, circling his kitchen and getting two glasses of cups.

"You want some water?" he asked.

"No." she simply replied monotone, her eyes falling on the couch. She bet Ellie and him had tons of times on that couch, she glanced at his room...she also wondered if they did that in there.

Her stomach turned

Sean poured her a glass anyways, and was about to come over with it until he slowed down. Emma didn't notice herself doing it, but she was rubbing her wrist. He cringed a bit, hoping he didn't hurt her, she just struggled so damn much.

She snapped out of it when he pulled her towards the couch and sat her down on it gently. He bent a bit infront of her and she eyed him suspiciously when he laid her glass on the night table beside her and then took her wrists carefully in his hands

She watched his eyes actually sore to the slight red mark on one of her wrists that he may of caused, but she didn't blame him. He was right, she was losing it.

She snuffled a bit, trying to fight the tears as his fingers traced her wrist so delicately, and the tingles came back to her, all the old feelings and she wished he'd just stop. It was too painful.

He watched his own fingers gently rub her wrist and he couldn't help but to lean down and kiss them both softly as he put both her wrists side by side and he closed his eyes .

Emma sucked in a shakey breath, and took her hands back from his when he had looked back up at her.

She tried not to let it effect her.

"When can I go?" she instantly asked.

He laughed. Ofcourse that was her question.

"Ellie's gone for the night." he saw her wince a bit and he looked down as well. This felt wrong in the way he shouldn't be doing this behind her back, but Emma needed him, "I'll sleep on the couch" he insisted.

Emma, thinking of all the nights the cute little couple had probably laid in that bed, shook her head no.

"I'll take the couch." she declared.

"You might leave."

"then sleep on it too." she snapped and rolled her eyes but then shut up, hearing what she was implying.

Sean blinked and looked away too, nervously itching the back of his head and she hid her blush.

Silence.

Sean scoffed, "We've laid down together before. We can both take the bed-"

Emma looked madly at him, "I don't want-"

"Both take the bed." he said more sternly and she shut her mouth but didn't protest anymore, but glared down at her hands.

"I need to shower." she suddenly said.

He tensed but nodded.

She raised an eyebrow, "where is it?" she snapped.

He jumped a little but nodded at the bedroom, "Through there."

She nodded, and got up, and he tried not to watch her go but when she passed him, he did.

When he heard the shower go on and the door shut, Sean let the breath he didn't know he was holding escape.

He walked into his bedroom, gazed at the shut bathroom door and then sat on his bed, peeling his hoody off.

Time to switch the ol' wound bandager. He switched his spot to the side of his bed near his night table and pulled the drawer out.

He got out his bandage.

Meanwhile, Emma got out of the shower, she didn't wash her hair, just her body. She always felt, dirty after the ravine. Always took hot boiling showers and she waited til her red skin went back to it's paleness. She stared sadly back at herself in the mirror, she remembered a time she had a nice tan to her skin..

she glanced at the door, wondering what Sean was up to out there and she muttered to herself, "just one night. you can handle him."

It was just Sean, only Sean.. .. .only Sean.