It’s been three days. And I can’t forget. I try my best to distract myself. Studying. Watching Grey’s. Calling Damien. Hanging out with the girls.Everything to avoid him. I haven’t been to Glazes in three days. My favourite coffee spot.I wish it was different, but I don’t know what I would do if I saw him. So avoiding him seems like the best option.I haven’t seen Cole either. After he yelled at me at the party he kept his distance. I don’t know what I would say to him either. I shouldn’t care. But he’s my older brother. I’m 20 it really isn’t any of his business who I kiss. Well no it is. Since he lives with the guy. And the guy is one of his best friends and teammates. I really didn’t think this through, did I. A simple yes. And everything changed, again.I want another kiss. That’s hard to get when you’re avoiding him. My inner voice tells me.And don’t get me started on when I told the girls. Their reactions were let’s say excited.I pulled a Josie. Pulling everyo
Coach is trying to kill us.After one and a half hours of gruesome training, he still isn’t giving in.Blood, sweat and tears.I’m slightly distracted. Every empty second my mind finds it fills with sensations from that night.I can’t escape it, even though I’m trying. She wants to act like it didn’t happen, I will try do the same. key word try.It won’t leave me. I can’t forget it. Ok, I’m not actively trying to forget it, so maybe that’s the problem.Lying to Cole as well has been eating away at me too.I love him like a brother and it’s hard looking at him, eating breakfast with him, playing video games with him, watching suits in living room whilst he’s there. When he doesn’t even know I made out with his sister on the weekend.And loved every second of it.I wished I kissed her and everything I felt left. But it only intensified ten fold.“JAMES! Pull your head out of your ass! And get back to it!” Coach snaps at me, clearly a witness to my dazed state.Cole looks over
She’s ignoring me again. My texts have gone unanswered.Cole found out, he told me.He was surprisingly calm.He was actually happy. Well up until he told me “Don’t break her fucking heart or I’ll break you.”Yeah, that certainly worked. I haven’t texted her again.I’m not worried I will break her heart. If I ever have the pleasure of holding it.Giving it life and love. Making her smile. Fulfilling her dreams.But, I’d be lying if I told you I wasn’t scared to see the wrath of the Fitzgerald brothers protecting their little sister.I know what I would do to someone who hurt my sister. So both of them, coming after me. Makes me want to rethink everything.I like her. A lot.I want to see where things could go.Could I fall in love? Yes. As easily as ordering coffee.But it’s just that. Can I have another person. Just to them push them away. “King hurry the fuck up. We’re late as it is already.” Miles yells from the ground floor.“Coming” I respond.“That’s what she
One minute, I’m watching Cole dance on a table with a red solo cup in his hand. The next he is tumbling down.I immediately stand up. Being the only sober person left at this party. Again, something I didn’t want to come too.I hear the crack. Of a bone. Shit. He needs an ER now. Like right now.I lean down to lug him up with the help of Miles. Who grabs my keys. Pushing through the crowd.We get Cole out of the party and into my car. The local hospital is like a 10 minute drive from campus so it shouldn’t take long at all to get there. I contemplate ringing Em and telling her. But I don’t know if she will even pick up.Where did she even go when she left during the game.We beat Harvard 2-1 in the end. Hence the party and celebrations. And the reason for Cole on the table drunk dancing. We arrive at the ER, as Miles has sobered up enough to get Cole out and is currently holding him upright. He isn’t really totally with it. He knocked his head on the way down. But all I
I haven’t slept. I spent all night next to Cole.Just a broken arm. A concussion. Nothing major.But without Kingston, it could have been worse.After the 7th time of me thanking him, he told me it’s okay and he understands.They left around 2am. After Dam and Tate arrived.Tate looked adorable in her little pink pyjama set and Mr. Cuddles in hand. Damien looked sleep deprived and angry.I was the same up until Miles told me what he did and Kingston told he how he did it.Drunk dancing on a table. Really. Cole. Really.“Em, you should go home. Get some sleep and a shower. Come back when he is getting discharged and will spend the day with the four of us.” Damien whispers in my ear, to not wake Tate or Cole up.“But-” I go to speak.“Go home, Emmy. I texted Miles to pick you up. He’ll be here in 5. Ok, if something happens I’ll ring you.” He responds, not taking no for an answer.I get up kiss Tate on the forehead, squeeze Cole’s hand which I haven’t let go of since I graspe
“Hey Em, can you bring the bottle with you when you come back?” Sutton yells from the living room. “Yep, anything else before I sit down?” I respond.“Nah all good. We have everything.” Addison adds.Whilst listing off everything we might need that’s in front of her on the table.Wine. Netflix. Snacks. Face masks.We have on our matching sweat sets. Along with our matching wine glasses.2 years running and we still go all out for our simple Sunday’s.Sundays are for the girls. Yesterday, was fun catching up and seeing Tate and Dam in person for the first time in a while. I still haven’t spoken to Cole. But to be honest, it isn’t worth it. He knows what he did was wrong and after the looks he shared with Damien I know that he already coped it enough.I head back to the living room. Wine in hand. It’s 5 o’clock somewhere, right.After everything that has happened in the last few days, it totally slipped my mind to ask Josie about her date. And I’m her best friend. I need a
It’s Sunday, meaning the boys and I hang out at home watching NHL replays, drinking some beer and eating some pizza. A lot of it. We are 5 growing men. We go through one each easy.We’re on the second game of the day. We never agree on movies or shows. So the ice hockey is a save bet to watch. Dillon sits on the floor in front of our long grey couch, Miles is in the corner looking uninterested. Cole is sitting next to me and Austen is asleep on the other side of me. I turn to Cole “How you feeling after yesterday?” Referring to his concussion and wrist.“Not to bad. Em was worried. I hate doing that do her. Coach ripped into me. But wrist should heal quickly. No practice for me for a bit. Em was pissed, but she hasn’t spoken to me since yesterday and Damien already yelled at me at how it would affect Em and why I can’t do it again. I swear he will put an ankle monitor on me, if I play up again. He texted Miles to make sure I don’t drink.” He spills out to me.“Yeah Emerson was re
I’m dragged from my sleep by the buzzzz of my alarm. I’ve hit snooze 4 times already and should probably get up. I roll over and instantly feel the cool sheets beneath me it’s a shock as I quickly find the warmth again. I have a 9AM this morning for Child Development and Psychology, one of the only elective units I selected. We didn’t have it last Monday. But we have today, which means I’ll see him. That sends butterflies in my stomach and ignites my heart. I saw him yesterday, after I left Cole’s as I spent the night there after a late one on Saturday and Cole didn’t let me walk home. I crave seeing him. I don’t want to hide anymore. I deserve to be happy after everthing, right.I get up, head into the kitchen say hey to Josie who’s has her blue light glasses on and her hair in a messy blonde bun and looks like she needs a coffee IV.“Hey Jos, did you get any sleep last night?”“Umm no, after my date last night. Which was good, before you ask. We went to the cinema and no I’
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