A/N: I've uploaded some art to do with the fic (You'll have to PM me for the site since it won't appear on the page.) (FYI: I only have this program called gimp on this computer, so the pictures aren't going to be anything fancy.) if you do take a look You'll know who my original characters are going to be and they'll be introduced in one of the next four chapters.

(To answer your question Tiffythetitan: No, Naomi's not still sleeping with Freddie. It was a onetime thing; it was just for comfort thing plus it's going to be a long journey concerning Naomi/Emily but they won't always be on the fence with each other.) Thanks to everyone who reviews! Reviews help me to keep writing this story even though i have no idea where it's going =)

Warning: Emily's a bit of a bitch in this part.

The lyrics used in this chapter are from the song Fake Plastic Tress by Radiohead

Chapter Eighteen: Cycles (Emily's POV)

Saturday at 5:00 PM

Her green plastic watering can
For her fake Chinese rubber plant
In the fake plastic earth
That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans

"You girls got home early last night." Robert Fitch said softly before he stuffed his mouth with Emily's cooked vegetables that she grew in the back yard, she had decided to cook the carrots tonight for dinner. Emily used her fork to shift the carrots around on her plate, pretending to eat, She wasn't that hunger and she really didn't like carrots; she had only made them for dad and James' sake, "Yeah, we weren't really in the partying mood."Emily said after she ate an overcooked carrot.

James' mouth was full of food when he said, "Yeah, I thought you'd come home knee deep in stories about all the pussy you got last night but instead you just decided to be boring." Emily just rolled her eyes at him and her dad yelled for him to do ten reps on the naughty bar, "What the fuck for?!" James yelled, throwing his fork on the table.

Her dad just continued eating as he said, "Because I'm your father and I said so and for asking why you'll be doing ten more, now go!" James jumped out of his chair and stomped his way over to the naughty bar.

"And with proper extension boy!" Robert yelled over his shoulder before turning back to the food on his plate. Emily couldn't help but roll her eyes at her brother's struggle to do a pull up; for someone who was always on the damn naughty bar, James was shit at doing pull ups. He could barely do one without looking like he wanted to pass out, "I think dad said proper extension, James." Emily said with a smirk as her brother had barely gotten up to one rep yet.

James sent her a dirty look before he went back to trying to lift himself up. "Put some damn effort into it boy!" Her dad said around a mouth full of food causing Emily to make a face, while Emily knew she wasn't the most girly girl around but she just wasn't one to talk with her mouth full of food for the reason being that back in the day between what her mother had drilled in her head about table manners and how Katie acted at the table, she would have looked ridiculous doing anything different but even after Emily's mom had gone, she had just gotten used to having to be aware of how she acted at the dinner table. So Emily wished there was more estrogen at this table, where was Katie when she needed her?

As if thinking the same, her dad asked, "Where's your sister, anyway?" her dad also made a face before he said, "No offense, sweetheart but you suck at cooking." Emily wasn't offended, she knew her strengths and her weakness and cooking was definitely one of her weakness. Emily just liked to grow food not cook it.

Emily shrugged at her dad's question, "No clue. She was gone when I got up and your right, I probably should have waited for Katie to come home." Emily pushed her plate in the center of the table and a few seconds later her dad did the same, "This shit tastes like road kill." Emily crossed her arms.

"I'll order pizza." Robert said kissing Emily on the forehead as he got up to get the cordless.

"Why does Emily get to say shit but if I breathe wrong I have to go on the damn naughty bar?" James grunted out as he effortlessly did another pull up. Emily scoffed at her brother; she wasn't stupid she knew James had the step stool underneath his feet. Getting up from the table, she walked over to James and said in a whisper, "Because I'm cooler than you." Emily pulled the stepping stool out from under James' feet and a few minutes later he fall to the floor with a thud, "Bitch!" James whispered back as he got up and Emily kicked him in the groin before she left the dining room with a smirk at James groaning.

She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love
But I can't help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling

Normally, Emily wouldn't have been so mean to her brother but today was just not the day to annoy Emily especially after what had happened last night. She still couldn't get what Naomi had said to her last night about letting each other go and a part of Emily believed that Naomi was right: she was tired of getting hurt and always having to watch herself around Naomi but a whole another part; a much bigger part didn't know if she could stay away. Emily was too drawn in, had too much of a need to be around her, a need to be with her and Emily just wasn't sure if staying away would help; she truly believed it would do more harm than anything else. Emily just didn't think she could see Naomi day in and day out and not want to speak to her and quite frankly, she didn't want to pretend to not notice when Naomi was around. Emily had pretended too much in her life already and she just couldn't do it anymore.

It wears her out, it wears her out
It wears her out, it wears her out

Growing tired of her own thoughts, Emily walked into the living room and headed up the stairs to her room and with turn to her dad on the third step, she said, "I'll be upstairs, dad."

Robert nodded his head, "Okay, Sweetheart. I'll let you know when it's here." he turned his attention back to ordering the pizza but before Emily could continue up the stairs; her sister came bursting through the front door with a smile and lots of shopping bags in her hands. "I'm Home!" Katie sing-songed giving their dad a hug which he returned with one arm as his other one was holding the phone.

"Who gives a fuck?" James said as he made his way into the living room area and Katie slapped him in the back of the head.

"Fuck off, worm!" Katie glared at James before she added, "And I want my goddamn underwear back!" James looked like he was going to say something crude but thought better of it. He'd had already got kicked in the groin once today and he wasn't looking for a repeat and with one last angry look at Katie and Emily, he walked into the den and turned on the TV. Katie turned to Emily and squealed, her sister actually squealed and Emily couldn't help but be suspicious okay, what was going on? Emily thought with a raise of her brow. Katie has never squealed in her entire lifetime Maybe Katie and JJ made up? Emily certainly hoped so but even if that wasn't the case she was just happy to see one of them not in misery and at least one of them deserved to be happy because Emily certainly wasn't.

"Oh, Emily I have great news!" Katie said with excitement.

"What is it?" Emily couldn't help the smile that spread across her face, Katie's happiness beginning to become infectious.

Katie opened her mouth but closed it as she looked at their dad's prying eyes, "Not here, let's go upstairs." It must have to do with a boy Katie never talked about her dates in front of their dad.

"The pizza will be here in ten minutes." Their dad grumbled as he hung up the phone. He knew his daughters were going to talk about one of Katie's dates.

"Why'd you order a pizza? It's not too late for me to still cook." Katie gave their dad a confused look as she took off her jacket and hung it up on the rack near the front door.

Emily rubbed her forehead in embarrassment as she said, "I attempted to cook." That seemed to be enough for Katie as she nodded her head in understanding; her sister couldn't cook and she didn't even know why her sister even attempted it, "I don't know why you do these things to embarrass yourself." Katie gave her sister a disappointed look.

"Not everyone can be as perfect as you, Katiekins." Emily fumed.

"Yeah but you could at least pretend to be." when Katie gave her a patronizing look, Emily had enough and said in irritation, "Fuck you, Katie" and with an angry look, she headed up the rest of the stairs and opened the door to her and Katie's bedroom slamming the bedroom door behind her. Emily flung herself onto her bed in a huff, she didn't understand why her sister believed that doing things that weren't done in perfection were a cause for embarrassment, it was the only thing in Katie's personality that truly angered Emily (It remained her too much of their mother) it was almost like it was ingrained in her by their mother and Emily didn't want to look at her sister and see their mother (She already got that enough of that when she looked in the mirror in the morning) and Emily just didn't need that shit.

It wears him out, it wears him out
It wears him out, it wears him out

Emily was still fuming when Katie walked into the bedroom a few moments later and handed her an odd looking object that was wrapped neatly in wrapping paper and Emily knew instantly that Katie herself had wrapped it, "What's this?" Emily was still angry but it was waning when Emily saw the look of shame on Katie's face, Emily knew that Katie didn't always think before she said stuff nor that she meant half the things that she did say.

Giving Emily a shy smile, Katie mumbled, "I bought it for you earlier." Emily began to tear at the wrapping paper as Katie continued, "I was shopping at the mall and I saw this in one of the sports shops near Victoria secrets." Katie was looking at her shoes when Emily finally unwrapped the gift and for a minute, Emily was puzzled with surprise "It's a helmet" Emily turned to her sister with a questioning look, "And it's clear."

Emily went back to looking at the helmet as Katie said, "It's for your mope and it's clear so you can draw stuff on it and what not."

"I already have a helmet." Emily said but in truth she wasn't complaining, she had been meaning to buy a new one for the mope for awhile now and Katie knew that.

"But this one's better." Katie said as she moved to her bed and began putting on her pajama's, "plus you've been complaining about buying a new one for such a long time and I saw this one and bought it but if you don't like it…" Katie knew Emily liked her gift before she even said it.

"No I like it, so that mean you're forgiven." Emily didn't see the point in denying that Katie had done well. Sometimes she just had to give Katie her props and this was one of those times, "so, spill what's this great news?" Emily asked with a smile as she sat up in her bed and with a smile, Katie moved to the vanity (where she seemed to live) and began removing her makeup, "I got a date with this university guy I met today at the mall!" So it wasn't what Emily had hoped for but it was still promising.

"Really?" Emily opened the night stand next to her bed and pulled out her different colored sharpies and started drawling on the helmet as she asked, "Who?"

"His name is Sam."Katie said but Emily was only half listening, she knew where this was going and quite frankly she was too happy about her new helmet to care about Katie's stupid date.

It was Danny and Cook all over again, whenever someone Katie liked pissed her off she always went shopping and met a stupid tosser who would numb the pain for awhile before she got sick of all the mindless sex and throw the guy away. It happens every time and it always took ever fiber in Emily's being not to tell Katie to grow up, that pain was a part of life and it couldn't be numbed by tons of emotionless sex. Emily knew from experience but Katie didn't seem to notice that Emily wasn't really paying attention as she continued saying, "He's one of those real posh kinds of guys but he's really fit and real rich!" Yep, Emily definitely knew where this was going and she dropped her purple sharpie and pulled out the green one as she rolled her eyes at her sister as she said, "He even owns a custom made BMW."

Emily bet he did. They always did, "You do know you said the same thing about Danny Guillermo and look how that turned out." Emily said as she continued to drawl the logo of this band she had recently discovered.

Emily didn't have to take her eyes off her drawling to know that Katie was rolling her eyes in the mirror, "That was different, Danny was a sexist asshole that thought a relationship consisted of cheating on me every chance he got but this is different; Sammy's really sweet." Emily really doubted that, Sammy was an ass kisser who just wanted to get in Katie's pants but then again that was probably what Katie wanted.

"So, when is prince charming taking you out?" Emily asked as she picked up the red sharpie to color in the eyes of her drawling.

"He's taking me to a real fancy restaurant tomorrow." Katie moved away from the vanity and made her way to her to her bed and pulled out her new fashion magazine from one of her shopping bags and began reading.

Katie finally had Emily's undivided attention as Emily snapped the cap back on her red sharpie. She must have forgotten Emily thought, "We have a lunch date with mum tomorrow." Emily said.

Katie peeked over her magazine and sent Emily a bitter glance as she said, "Yeah, that's why I planned it for tomorrow."

Emily was livid; she couldn't believe Katie sometimes. She wasn't about to let Katie do this to her, "There is no way I'm letting you ditch me for a damn booty call!" Emily shouted.

Katie threw her magazine on her night stand, "Come on, Emily! I haven't seen or spoken to mum in about two years and just because she's suddenly in Bristol and wants to play mommy, doesn't mean I have to play along with her." Katie seethed.

It wasn't like Emily didn't understand that but it didn't mean she could just ditch her, "Doesn't matter! If I have to have lunch with that bitch you do too!" Emily threw her markers back into the night stand with a bang and glared at her sister.

"Fine! I'll call Sam and cancel, Happy?" Katie shot Emily a glare back as she got off her bed and began to put the clothes from her shopping spree away in her closet.

Emily rolled her eyes, "Yeah, I'm really fucking happy!" and with a look at her new helmet, she threw it back at Katie as she said, "Here take your stupid helmet back! I don't want your bribe gift!" Emily glared at her sister one last time before she turned her back to her.

"What the fuck's your problem?!" Katie yelled as she rubbed her bruised lips, Emily had thrown the helmet back at her so hard that it had nearly knocked all her teeth out.

In annoyance, Emily pulled her blanket over her head and shouted, "Nothing! Drop it! Just go back to eye fucking yourself in the mirror, Katie." Emily just wished Katie would leave her be. She wasn't good company today.

Katie placed Emily's helmet on her bed, "Is it Naomi?" Katie said in a guilty tone of voice, she had been so wrapped up in her fight with JJ that she had forgotten that Emily had her own problems with Naomi.

Emily tried to stuff her head deeper into the mattress at her sister's question, "I said drop it!" Emily wasn't in the mood to go soul searching with her sister; she just wanted to wallow in silence.

"Come on, Ems. You can tell me." Katie pleaded and Emily rolled her eyes, she wasn't going to get out of this without being mean, was she? And In a frustration, Emily threw her blankets off herself and glared at her sister, "Okay, I'll tell you if you tell me what fucked up shit happened with JJ?" Emily didn't feel ashamed for being a bitch to her sister, she had sent Katie fair warning and she hadn't listened. So now Katie deserved what Emily had to dish out.

He used to do surgery
For girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins

As predicted, Katie stiffened at Emily's question, "It isn't important, Emily. Drop it." Katie turned her attention back at her closet; choosing to ignore her sister's bitchy attitude. Oh, no you don't! Emily thought as she sat up in her bed you're not going to ignore me now! "Oh, I forgot! My feelings don't matter here since it's not about me, right?" Emily yelled at Katie causing her to turn around in anger, "I only worried myself to death over what may have happened to you last night! I only raced around that godforsaken club looking for Effy because you wanted to leave! And I not only let you cry in my arms but I lied to Effy and Pandora so they wouldn't worry over you all night but you don't appreciate any of it, do you?" Emily could feel all the anger from last night boiling inside herself and begging to be released, "Nothing I do matters to you! You bitch about my clothes, you make fun of my choose in girls, you yell at me if I can't be as perfect as you but you never take a look at your own self, do you?" Emily could feel tears of anger streaming down her face now, "News flash, Katie: You're not perfect! I'm always trying to fix myself to please you but whenever I ask you to do something for me can't do it!"

If I could be who you wanted
If I could be who you wanted all the time

"Emily, I can't…" Katie couldn't finish, she looked too choked up. Emily should have stopped but she couldn't, all her anger and hurt from the past was flowing out and Katie just happened to be in the way, "That's what I thought, Katie. You're just like mum! You can't change for me and you couldn't do it for JJ either, could you?"Emily was full on crying now, "Finally got fed up with your bullshit, didn't he? He realized you weren't worth it and told you to fuck off because he's right! You ain't!" Katie stared at Emily in stunned anger and Emily could feel her stomach churning over what she had just said, she had gone too far and there was nothing she could do to take it back. Did she even want to?

Emily was shook out of her stunned daze when Katie screamed, "Fuck you, Emily!" she threw the helmet at Emily. It missed Emily and slammed against the wall behind her sending a creak down the middle of the faded white wall, "Whatever happened with Naomi was probably your fault! Just like with mum leaving!" once the words came out of Katie's mouth, she clasped her hands over her mouth, ashamed but Emily had already reacted to them by throwing the helmet back at Katie. It had also missed her… but just barely.

"Fuck you too! You Selfish bitch!"The two stared at each other with a mixture of blinding rage and overwhelming sorrow. A few seconds later, their father walked in with a concerned look on his face, "What the hell's all the shouting about?" but neither Katie or Emily answered, they just glared at each other with angry tears streaming down their faces. Emily had never felt more like scum in her life and there was nothing else to say that could fix it. The break that Emily had always feared had happened and it had been all Emily's fault (Not her mum's).

It wears me out, it wears me out
It wears me out, it wears me out

Robert exchanged a worried look between his daughters and said softly, "The pizza's here. Come eat." He left after a hard look at the creak in the wall behind Emily. Katie didn't even look at her sister as she walked out the door; slamming it behind her and with her own look at the creaked wall (It was almost like a symbol of Katie and Emily's split), Emily left the room too.

All the time...
All the time...