Emerson The girls didn’t say anything for several minutes as the heavy conversation had left them all a little upset and tired. They were each handing one another tissues, wiping their tears and blowing their noses simultaneously. But then the door flew open and Sawyer ran in. Startled, Mickey jumped about ten feet in the air, and nearly fell off the bed. Sawyer took one look at the scene in front of him and stopped. Em thought he would just turn around and leave again, seeing how they were all sitting circular on her bed, holding hands and wiping their eyes. They all had red blotchy faces and now they all seemed to have acquired the hiccups from all the crying. “Holy smoke stack hello there girls!” Oblivious to the fact they’d all been bawling for an hour, Saw didn’t miss a beat. “Em you didn’t tell me you were bringing friends over I would’ve stopped by earlier.” Sawyer then WINKED at them. Winked. “Oh ma jeez.” Em just shook her head. Her brother really was somethin
QuinnThis party sucked. They’d been there for a couple hours and everybody was pissing him off. Asher was even more annoying when he was drinking than normal. And Finley had been hanging all over him all night. Usually that didn’t bother him as much, but she had been drinking for hours and was getting on his nerves. He was about ready to leave when Elias plopped down beside him on the couch. “What’s good” “Not shit right now. I’m about to bounce”“You gonna leave your boy and your girl here? They’re both plastered.” Elias pointed out the obvious. “Just let them sleep it off here man.”“Sure. No problem. You good?”“Yeah I just need to go to bed. It’s been a week you know.”Elias did know. He knew that Hux was coming home soon and he knew Quinn was getting more and more on edge. “Let me know when your ready to jump in”Elias did what Quinn assumed a manager of sorts would do if they were involved in legal fighting and gambling. He was the one who always found where the figh
EmAfter the girls had eaten tons of pizza and watched 2/3 of Despicable Me with Sawyer, Em had what she thought was a great idea. “Hey guys? What if we did go to that party after all. Just for a while? To see like.. if I can handle it. Would that be okay?”The girls beamed at her and they ran upstairs to change clothes. Em usually felt pretty comfortable in her own skin even after what had happened to her. She wore whatever she felt like, and never thought too much about it being too revealing, or too covered up. Whether it was cute or not she just wore what she wanted to. And so when she pulled out a leather mini dress and some combat boots the girls squealed and told her how amazing she looked. They all got ready and we’re on their way in no time. Once they got to the party though Em thought maybe she had made a wrong decision to come here. She hadn’t been to a party since that night… and her hands were getting clammy, she was starting to sweat and shake and her breathing
Em7 songs and many obscene and ridiculous dance moves later Asher decided to take a break. Emerson was sweating and out of breath from laughing as she and the girls headed for the kitchen for a drink. But she was smiling and happy. She felt free and lighter since she and the girls had talked earlier. Following their new strict motto they all headed to find drinks together. Luckily the fridge had been stocked with anything a person could ever ask for so Em and the girls all grabbed bottled water and downed them. “Who comes to a party and drinks water”. Em heard a shrill like voice behind her. The person talking either didn’t realize their volume or else they didn’t care that they were heard. They all turned around to see Finley standing there with a group of girls laughing. “Oh you’ve got to be kidding me” Aspen was the first to speak. “Oh sweetie,”. Finley looked straight at Aspen. Wow her voice was annoying. “You know the boys will never accept you as long as you h
Emerson The girls left the party after that with Asher in tow. They didn’t speak much on the ride home. Em guessed they were giving her a little space and they were probably concerned this would set her back….. Which was very much a possibility, seeing how this was the first party she had been to since the incident happened, and now this. Emerson was quiet, replaying her interaction with Quinn over and over in her head, trying - and failing - to figure out why he had been so angry… and at her. She didn’t even do anything or say anything to the girl. But he always gave her dirty looks too like he didn’t like her. One thing that had made it all worse was Quinn yelling at her, reminded her a lot of River and that night at the party. River had always been so sweet up until then and suddenly, he was a completely different person. At least, she guessed, that Quinn wasn’t acting. He had been this way from the get-go; always seeming like he was angry at her for some reason or another.
EmThe girls all stayed over that night, well, and Asher, who passed out in Em’s floor once they had gotten back to her house. Aspen tried to wake him and have him walk home but Em told her just to leave him. He was about three sheets to the wind and he needed to sleep it off. The girls didn’t talk much about what happened when they got home, Em turned on a movie for them while she took a quick shower. She had to get the nastiness off her. They all fell asleep pretty quickly, exhausted from everything that had happened. The next day they woke up around lunch, groggy and hungry. They sat on Em’s bed a few minutes waiting on the food and coffee they’d ordered when suddenly they heard…“What in the baby girls bedroom happened last night?!”The girls all screamed and jumped up frantically, forgetting that Asher was in the floor. His head showed up over the side of the bed, his hair completely askew and his eyes still closed. “Good schmorninggg” he drawled out. Aspen directly thr
QuinnBOOMBOOMBOOMQuinn was in the zone. He hit the punching bag over and over and over without stopping. He turned and kicked it, practically flying through the air. He continued this over and over, never stopping for a breath. “What did that bag ever do to you?”Only then did Quinn take a break and turn around, hearing his dads poor attempt at a joke. “Dad”. Quinn barely acknowledged him. “I was thinking we could talk a minute.” John said. Quinn’s dad was the spitting image of Hux. They had the same build and same crooked nose. Quinn had inherited his looks from his mom…. which was probably why his dad always had such a problem looking at him. “I’m busy” Quinn gave a clipped reply. But his dad wasn’t giving up that quickly. “This will only take a minute”. Quinn stopped the swinging punching bag and took off his gloves. He turned and crossed his arms, looking at the man who called himself a father. “You know your brothers coming home in a few days.”Of course he knew t
QuinnThat night Quinn was sitting in Asher’s jeep with him. They were at an abandoned building about to go in for a fight. His dad had cried that day and unfortunately for Quinn, so did he. He couldn’t remember the last time he had cried. Crying showed weakness, and that made him angry. He was mad at the world these days. The other night at the party he had lost it on Emerson. He was actually more pissed off at Finley for acting stupid and childish but he obviously couldn’t take his anger out on her. So newbie got the brunt of it. Damn she looked sexy standing there all wet in that little dress though. Being so close to her did things to him. Things he would rather not say. And that’s exactly why he let her have it. No way was she going to have this power over him. She was messing with his mind, so she needed to leave and go back where she came from. “Wanna talk about it?” Asher pulled him from his thoughts. All he got in reply was a grunt though. “Did you get into a fi
Em But then the doorbell rang. Em’s stomach did a little flip with nerves. Her mom got up to get the door. She heard them talking in the entry but she couldn’t see anything yet. Her mom was saying “Yes… come in… I was just telling her….” And then a man walked around the corner. Em got up to greet him .. but then.. someone else walked around the corner. Quinn. Her surprise must’ve shown on her face.. she was so happy he was there though. But he didn’t look happy at all. Was he mad that she postponed their date? He just stood there with his hands in his pockets. “Hey! What are you doing here??” She said smiling at him. “Em” her mom said. “This is John … my boyfriend.” He smiled deeply at her and she immediately knew she had seen him before. Wait. Oh god. There’s no way. There is absolutely no fucking way in hell this was happening. “Wait” she said. “This ….” She said pointing to John..”is your boyfriend?”“And this…”. She said looking at Quinn… “is your dad??”“
EmShe and Quinn had planned to go to his house that night, as his dad wasn’t gonna be home. But then all the worry about the outfit, all the planning…. none of it even mattered. Em’s mom told her when she got home that she had a special surprise for her that night. The man she had been seeing was coming over. Em and Sawyer were finally getting to meet him. As much as she wanted to meet the guy.. she didn’t want to do it tonight. “Tonight.. mom? I’ve got plans.”“Well can’t you go out after dinner?” She asked. Em guessed she could. But she had been waiting on this night with Quinn forever. Pushing it back even a couple of hours really sucked. “We had some things we wanted to discuss.” Her mom said. What could her mom and this man possibly need to discuss that included Em? Maybe they were gonna take that trip together after all. She went upstairs to text Quinn that she would be late coming over because her moms boyfriend was coming to supper. Quinn never texted her b
EmThe day finally arrived when Em was getting her stitches out. She had been nervous about it all day for some reason. Her mom was meeting her at the hospital but she still wanted someone to go with her. So the girls all piled into the little small waiting room with Em and her mom.. and the doctor of course. Getting the stitches out in her forehead didn’t hurt too bad.. but the ones in her leg were a different story. Those were staples.. and she had to hang on to Aspen’s hand and squeeze every time they cut one out. Mickey was watching closely. She literally had her head down by Em’s leg. But the soon as the doctor took the first staple out… she gagged and said she was gonna be sick. “This is worse than watching you get that last tattoo ‘Em!”Mickey exclaimed. Em quickly looked up at her mom… who hadn’t known about the ‘Q’ she had gotten… even though it was in plain sight on her hand. She smiled crookedly to her mom and shrugged her shoulders. “Ahhh shit. I did it aga
EmHalloween had come and gone while Em had been in the hospital. She hated that she missed it because it had always been one of her favorite holidays. She and her brother would always dress up and she would take him trick or treating. They hadn’t got to celebrate last year either, because so much was going on. So Em was a little bummed. She had ordered the cutest costume too. It was an ‘80s aerobics outfit. It came with a boombox and everything. She had been especially excited for Quinn to see her in it too. She knew he would love the leotard. At least Sawyer still got to go trick or treating. He had dressed up as Jon Snow. Apparently he had told every person that answered the door that ‘he was the king of the north’. But now the holidays were just around the corner and Em was so exited. It was her absolute favorite time of the year. Her mom had told them she would get out the Christmas tree and decorations that night. And the girls were coming over to help them.
QuinnHe was trying not to throw her down right there in the middle of the fucking entry way where they were still standing, but it was getting hard not to throw her down any and everywhere. He pushed her back against the wall kissing her madly, dominating her mouth with his tongue. She moaned… he pressed his whole body into hers. Just so she could feel what she was doing to him. “Quinn” she breathed. Holy fuck. When she said his name like that, he had to reign in the wild animal inside him. He growled. “Ahhhhh” she was making the most glorious noises. He bit her lip, hard, then sucked it into his mouth running his tongue over it. She was writhing. Pushing her body into his while at the same time pulling on his shirt trying to get him closer. She was still hurt though. Still in pain. He couldn’t be rough with her. He pulled away… looking at her like he wanted to devour her .. and he did. But damn. She still had stitches everywhere. Her ribs were still broken. Her poor
EmThe next couple of weeks came and went. It was getting very cold.. almost snowy. Em loved it. After living in California, snow was a new thing for her. Although she had been skiing and vacationed where it snowed… she had never experienced it from home before. She was getting better every day. Her bruises were healing… her body was getting stronger. She couldn’t wait until she was able to dance again. She had to miss the competition she had practiced so hard for, but she still went and cheered the team on. Em was so proud of Sylvia and the entire group, they placed 2nd out of forty five teams. And that was not an easy feat. She was also proud of Sylvia’s mom… she had started this dance company all on her own when the school decided to cut out dance all together. They’d worked so hard.. and it had paid off. Em had gone back to school… she had a little catching up to do but luckily for her the girls had been bringing her assignments home so she wasn’t too far behind. She had
EmThe next day as promised Quinn came and got her again. They went through the same ritual.. he carried her up the stairs. She breathed in his cologne. He joked that she was a horny little shit… she bit him on the ear for that comment. But today they pulled up outside a hair salon. Em grinned so big she felt like her face would explode…. And it might because grinning that much really hurt. She got her hair washed and dried… it felt like heaven. Then she got it cut off… it was little above her shoulders when they finished and she loved it. She looked at Quinn expectantly…..“It’s not as much to grab on to and pull but I’m make do”.Em’s eyes got wide as everyone in the hair salon heard this. She stared at him.. he winked at her and smirked. He was literally killing her. Later that night the girls were at her house for a sleepover. It was the end of the week. Em was improving more every day. But she was still in a lot of pain. She would be glad when she could get all the
EmThey finally made it to their destination…. Which happened to be the tattoo place where Em and the girls had gone. “You’re getting another tattoo?” She asked him. “Yes. But this one is special.. so I needed you to come with me.”Quinn wouldn’t let her look at the tattoo until it was completely finished. She had sat there in the room with him watching the whole time, but not being able to see it. He got it on his arm, right on the forearm spot she had been admiring just a few moments ago. When he was finally finished he walked over to Em to show her. He watched her face careful as she looked down on his arm. Em was shocked. She couldn’t speak .. “Quinn” she whispered. There on his right arm in the same spot as the ones on his left arm…… was another set of eyes. Whereas his other arm held his moms eyes, this arm now held hers. That’s why he needed her to come so the tattoo artist could discreetly watch her and draw her eyes. He made them look so beautiful …. And lookin
EmIt was cold and rainy out that day, Em found herself wishing it would snow. She imagined herself frolicking outside, throwing snowballs and building snowmen. So she had become a crazy person in watching the weather channel constantly. Yeah… she needed to get off the couch. Quinn was right she was a couch potato. Although it was through no fault of her own. She shooed Quinn out of her room as she grabbed some sweat pants to put on. Her leg was still very sore, and she didn’t like anything rubbing her stitches from surgery. She threw on her Uggs, and a long sleeve cropped shirt. Then she grabbed her puffer coat and looked in the mirror. “Oh ma geez” she said. Her hair, a mess .. and her face still very bruised. The stitches coming down her forehead looked the worst though. Why on earth Quinn would want to be seen in public with her… she had no idea. A few months later he had had to be She ended up throwing her hair in a messy bun on top of her head…. Once again revisiting