“Are we actually doing this?” I ask as we lay in bed. I’m tucked against King’s chest as his arm wraps around my shoulder. “Well yeah, you said yes and so did Josie.” He whispers against my forehead. “I can’t believe it.” “You better. Since packing starts tomorrow.” I knew one day I would move out of this apartment but what if it’s too soon. It’s a comfort thing, my sanctuary and escape but I will live in the same room as my boyfriend who I love but with my anxiety sometimes I need to be alone. I would be giving that up but think of all the positives and there are many. He basically lives with me anyway, he has a drawer, we bought a bigger desk so we could both sit at it, his toothbrush has a place on my counter, his body wash lives in my shower. “It’s too early isn’t it?” Kingston questions pulling me from my thoughts. “What?” “Em we’ve been together for nearly a year, I can see the thoughts not good ones ticking away in your mind.” “I’ll just miss h
I find another fucking sweat set. How many does my girl have? We’ve been unpacking all the boxes in our room. There was only around 13. I picked Em up this morning with coffee in hand which she greeted with a smile and kiss. We transported all her boxes down into the apartment where mine had been for awhile now. This apartment is a happy medium between Em’s comfort zone and being outside of what she’s used to. This is a big step for any couple but with Em’s anxiety and what she’s used to it’s a bit harder. We have no doubts and I know that but it could get hard but we’re ready for anything. I’m with her through it all. Because it is a privilege to love Emerson, really. I lucked out, honestly. When I caught the brunette fiery girl outside the rink I was hit with overwhelming desire, lust and adoration and the sensation to want to know everything about this girl. And know I have and I live it everyday experiencing her love my heart beats two times faster just at the thought.
18+ | mature content One more year left and I’m done. Goodbye Boston U. You’ve been great. There’s been ups and downs. Wins and losses. Chasing and discovering. Meeting new people. Falling in love. Finding the one. We’ve spent the last few months living it up enjoying each other’s company finally living together with Austen and Josie. Spending time summer loving and exploring. We went away with my siblings to Cape Cod. Our an Airbnb was perfect and after they left. Cole stayed and the rest of our group joined us. It was really nice, very different to the year before. When we all went away but we were unfamiliar with each other. In the past year so much has changed. New relationships have blossomed. Friendships grew tighter. And an unbelievable bond between the 10 of us formed. It’s our Boston U family. Our times were filled with lots of laughter and smiles. Sharing stories and funny memories. The boys getting owned in Uno time and time again but then they teamed up in Monop
“Push back. Austen, you know how she is. She tries so hard. The brave face masks how scared she is. It’s her dream and she’s close to losing it. With every phone call, complication and road bump, she’s losing her dream and herself. It’s the only thing she’s ever wanted and with you she sees it even more now. Telling you makes it real and relays just how scary and daunting it is and if she can’t it will break her heart and she doesn’t want you to go through that. She wants you to be happy even at the sacrifice of her own happiness. Her pushing you away is her saying she loves you.” “Look at me.” He does. “She loves you and needs you. Push back. She’s so scared, Austen.” “She masks it so well. I wouldn’t even have found out what happened if I didn’t stumble across the phone call. I want her to tell me. It hurts more not knowing.” “I know. Just be there for her. I know you’re trying but just keep doing it. She does need it. She’s so brave but she needs someone to hold he
The routine we’ve settled into is comforting and nice. It’s amazing coming home to your girl. Cooking or studying or cleaning or one of my personal favourites reading in only a lace red lingerie set on the bed you share together. We both got lucky that night and I guess in the morning too since I get to wake up next to her beautiful face. It’s been a few weeks since the semester started and it’s weird not going to class and playing ice hockey and the games and practices. For awhile that was my life class and games. Now it’s my internship and my girl. The internship is amazing and perfect. It’s at the hospital Em works at from time to time. It’s basically just on the mental health ward shadowing nurses and the psychologists and learning invaluable lessons and experiences. There’s still a bit of studying to go in the whole process to becoming a psychologist. Like completing a Master’s and PhD. I took Em’s senior year off from studying to find my footing and gain some experien
“Emerson fucking Fitzgerald get your butt back in here right now.” My boyfriend yells from his spot in bed as I head to the bathroom. We were cuddling and he was asleep or so I thought and I slipped out after I kissed his cheek. Clearly he was awake. I don’t respond to him, he can just wait. I need to answer this phone call. “Emerson seriously.” I shut the door and turning the lock for good measure. I know he is now standing outside the door. “Em what the fuck? Open up.” Shit. I missed the call. “Kingston please, just leave me for like 5 minutes.” I shout out. “No not until you tell me what’s wrong? Are you ok? Don’t do anything stupid.” He responds. “Please.” “Em seriously. Non answers are worse than lies sometimes.” “Well give me 5.” He slumps against the door. “Em just don’t do anything ok?” I know what he’s referring to. “I’m ok Kingston. I love you.” “I love you more baby so please don’t.” The phone rings again and I’m quick to a
It’s the second period. Cole is in the lead and every once in a while he glances up at the other 3 to the Fitzgerald Four. Damien. Tate. And me. Honestly without each other, we wouldn’t have made it through. Tate is on Damien’s lap like always. She’s tiny at 10 years old. But still freaking adorable nonetheless. Damien is yelling like there is no tomorrow. This is bittersweet for him. Because 6 years ago that should have been him. But because of the plane crash it isn’t. He had to give it up. I know he is proud of his younger brother, but shit at some point it has to hurt watching him carry out your dream. “Are you alright Dam?” I ask finally after holding it in. “Yeah yeah I’m fine. Just so happy to see him to it. You know.” “Yeah I do. But it’s ok to get upset even angry over it, this was your dream as well.” “Em honestly.” He stares at me deeply with intent. “What happened was one of the best things that ever did occur. Am I mad I didn’t get to play at lea
Last year I fucked this night up, I do not plan on making that same mistake. This day last year I made the worst decision of my life. I nearly let my girl walk away. Well I did. But we worked it out and got through it. This time we decided as a group that we would rather just stay in and not go to any party. So we order pizza and that’s on the way. We have a lot of drinks filling our fridge. And every other snack we could need. We are all in casual clothes. No costumes needed. It’s nice. Everyone but Cole is here. He’s back traveling and playing somewhere. Living the NHL dream, I tell ya. Josie and Em are huddled together at the end of the couch with the other girls. They are all chatting and laughing. The only laugh I hear is Em’s it’s beautiful and pure and sometimes childish. They look so cute in their matching sweat-sets that Em bought them. You can tell how close the girls are, they are always there for each other no matter what they are going through. They
REHEARSAL DINNER | the night before the wedding MATURE CONTENT | 18+ “We are getting married tomorrow. Like tomorrow.” Em says from her spot resting on my chest. “Yeah we are, surreal huh?” I respond. “Um yes, but I’m excited.” “Me too, no nerves?” “None not with you ever.” That makes my heart swell. “So you aren’t going to pull a Burke and leave me at the alter?” I ask referring to one of the many weddings on Greys. “Not at all, I want this so fucking much.” “Me too Em.” “I love you.” She whispers. “I love you more.” “How are your vows going?” She asks. Ugh those things, the declaration of love. Matrimony. They are coming along nicely but I just know Em’s are going to be like 1000 times better than mine. “Good. Yours?” I ask and she smirks. “I’m happy, Josie loves them so I hope you do too. Because there’s still time for Jos and I to run of into the sunset.” That’s not the first time either of them have mentioned their happily ever afte
Time flies when you are busy, overworked and exhausted. I feel like I blinked and now it’s a week out from my own wedding. I’m getting married to the love of my life in a week. I couldn’t be happier or more excited. But first, the bachelorette night courtesy of Josie my maid of honour. I knock on her apartment door, box in hand and question ready on my lips. “Oh Em you look nice, did you want Josie?” Austen asks opening the door to greet me. “Thank you and yes I would like my best friend.” “Did Kingston ask you yet?” “Yeah last night although I’m kind of sad I didn’t get a box too.” “Oh well, guess you don’t have the better best-friend.” That’s something we all fight over who has the better best-friendship, which duo is better. The sisters by love or brothers by choice. We don’t know. There will never to be a correct answer. Because really we are just a lucky bunch of people to be surrounded by amazing company that we get to share, live and love with.
“That’s not fair!” I shout as Em hits me again with the water gun. She continues until I surrender and throw her over my shoulder as she laughs at me. “Kingston put me down.” “What, baby?” She starts pinching my behind and I can’t reach her hand to slap it away. “Stop that.” “Well put me down now.” I throw her in the water. She breaks the surface and her stern gazes meets mine. “Not like that.” “You asked for it.” “I said put me down not toss me in the lake.” We are up at Miles’ vacation home in Cape Cod we have come the past two years as one big massive family. It has enough beds for everyone. We play games, cook together, laugh, have fun, it’s a tradition I don’t see us breaking anytime soon. This is sort of our last hoorah. All together. After this we all go our separate ways. Yeah we’ll stay in touch but it won’t be the same. Unless we all live near each other again. When we leave here tomorrow we will be making the journey to New York. Sin
There are future spoilers for other couples (who will eventually have their own stories). It’s hard writing this time for K&E and not talking about where their friends lives are at. They are all so close like a massive family. So read at your own discretion. Pause reading here, if you want to read Josie and Austen’s story from the beginning and not where they end up, I try keep it to a minimum, but again kind of hard since it effects King and Em directly. It’s up to you where you go from here! These chapters and this time was my favourite to write and are probably some of my best “Come on Em we are going to miss our flight if you don’t hurry up?” Kingston shouts from the bathroom. “Josie you too. Hurry up.” Austen adds. “Em what is taking so long?” “Just need to finish, last chapter…” “You have time for that on the plane, now get your butt in gear. Are you packed, do you have everything?” He says snatching my iPad from me. He pulls me into his chest. “Yes
6 MONTHS LATER… Graduation, baby. We finally did it. Boston U’s Class of 22! It’s been an amazing, adventurous, sweet, crazy journey. But we did. Us four girls stand hand in hand in their apartment before we finally head out to walk across the stage. After four years. All the ups and downs. Every party. Failed grade. Library study session. Coffee from Glazes. Hockey game. Sorority event. We made it through. Stronger and better than ever. We all have incredible futures ahead of us. Me as at nursing school. Josie at an internship for Vogue. Addison as a teacher at a prestigious school. Sutton at an insane PR and Marketing firm for Sports Professionals. I can’t believe we did it. I love these girls more than life itself. Without them this would have been a boring journey. We are sisters. Wherever we end up we will always have each other. “You girls ready to go?” Cole asks from his spot next to the door. He’s accompanied by Kingston, Austen and
We’ve enjoyed a perfect state of bliss bridging the gap between Christmas and New Years. We spent the time with Em’s family. It’s important for her mental health to spend time with them and during the semester it doesn’t happen that often. So we soaked up all the time we could with them. Along with bouncing back and forth to my parents as well. Over the past year our relationship has grown to new heights. All because of the girl next to me. She was the catalyst. The fighting force. My parents thank her every time. She just smiles and says sweet words in response. But she truly has no idea how strong they feel over this. Knowing I could have ended up like him scares them the most. But more importantly it scares me. We also took time and brought Cora and Tate with us. Since the two of them are two peas in a pod. It’s adorable honestly. Seeing them get along so well is amazing. We are home now. And tonight is party night. We are getting all dressed up and heading t
Christmas is in full swing at the Hale-Cooper and Fitzgerald-James apartment. Like it looks like Santa and his 12 reindeer threw up in our apartment. There are decorations everywhere. Not that I expected anything less from Josie. I mean she makes ‘Winter Wonderland’ her bitch. The tree is real for god sake. Real. Like pine and woody smelling. It fills the apartment day in and out. Oh and if that isn’t enough there is about 16 Christmas soy scented candles in our apartment. There’s bound to be 2 burning at all times in every room. The carols and music fill our speaker system in our apartment every morning 9am sharp. Then throughout the day its the alternating routine between music and movies. There are snacks always out. Candy canes. Hershey’s kisses with festive flavours. There is always a round of Pillsbury Christmas cookies in the cupboard and one in the oven. Oh and fresh ready to bake packet in the fridge. Just for safe keeping. In case we eat them all. We’ve b
It’s been a month since Em’s incident. It scared and terrified me. Receiving that phone call from Callum. I knew I shouldn’t have left her… I’m cooking dinner for us at home, the vegetables are prepped and chicken is cooking now. Josie is studying at the breakfast bar. Austen’s not home and Em isn’t home from the library either. “Not studying with Em today?” I ask Josie. “Nah cramps got really bad today, so I just decided to stay home. That smells good.” “Thanks.” “Ugh Kingston your phone is ringing.” “Does it say who it is?” “Callum. I think.” Miles’ boyfriend why would he be ringing me. “Pass it here.” “Alright.” She leans over and grabs it. “Hi Callum.” “Umm hi I’m with Emerson now, something’s happened. She needs you. We are on our way to the hospital now.” With that all the colour drains from me. Emerson, hospital, what the fuck. “Kingston what is it?” Josie asks worried. “Emerson something happened.” “What? Where.” “I don’t know we need to
“Damien, I can’t….. that……. I hate….. It hurts Damien, I can’t breathe…” “Emmy you’re ok, slowly in and out, there you go, you are safe now. You have a concussion, you are going to need stitches for the cut and will need some wrapping on your wrist.” “WHERE IS SHE?” I hear the familiar voice I love come down the hall. “Do you want to see him? He’ll understand if you don’t.” I just nod and squeeze his arm. “I love you Emmy, you’ll get through this. We’ll see Lily together alright. I’m not leaving you alone.” He enters to hallway leaving me with the nurse in the room. It’s protocol, I know that. Kingston enters the room and I can see his tear stricken eyes. “I’m so fucking sorry. Emerson. I should have been there. I should have. I’m so sorry.” “It’s not your fault.” “I know but I should have been there, I shouldn’t have left you there by yourself.” “How were you meant to know. I’ve done that many times. Just tonight something happened.” “It’s not your