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
EmThe next few days went by and Em was feeling more like herself than she had in a long time. She had told Asher about her past, and she was glad he had heard it from her. Asher hugged her and he even cried a little when she told him. Em knew he would always have her back and take care of her, and she loved him for that. The only not so great thing in her life at the moment was Quinn. Em still didn’t know what she had done to him.. but she planned to find out. She decided to avoid him for the time being as much as possible…Distance. That’s all she needed was distance. She even made up a little song and danced around her room, practicing her routine for ‘Tush’ while she sang it. “Distance .. yeah. Resistance…You can kiss this … yeah .. keep distance. I’ll kick your assss … with witness - es Distance. Bit-ches don’t listennn ..yeah Just give them… the resistance yeah….Keep your distance. Hey!Where’s my mittens. Yeah…”. Hmm.. clearly she was running out rhyming words. B
EmShe didn’t get a chance for an answer though because at that moment Asher busted through her door. “Knock much?” She said. “My bad totes sorry bout that babe.”“ I wanted to come and tell you….”“Too late my used to be best guy friend I already know.” Emerson gave him her best stern look. “He needs a place to stay. Just for a few days .. he’s got a lot going on at home right now”. As he said this he gave Aspen a knowing look. And from her expression, Em knew that she wouldn’t fight him on it. Whatever it was it must be bad enough that Aspen was okay with Quinn staying with them. And that meant it had to be pretty bad. Em sighed then. “Okay but can you keep him away from me please? I’m keeping my …. ‘Distance… yeahhhh resistance’ “. She started her song , and after singing the entire thing, Aspen and Asher both stared at her. “What? I made a song about it.” “Girlfriend that was awful” Asher teased her. Once Asher left Aspen was finally able to form complete thoughts. “
QuinnHe had been staying at Asher’s for a couple days now, successfully avoiding both his sister and neighbor. He spent time after school at football practice, then at the gym so he wasn’t around during the day at all. But Saturday rolled around and he had gone outside with Asher to wash their vehicles. “Fuck it’s cold” he complained as they started spraying the water hose. Why didn’t they just pay somebody to do this? “It’s cold as a bitches shit” Asher replied. Quinn looked at his friend… “You mean a witches tit” Asher looked at him, confused. “Pretty sure I don’t.” He said. Quinn shook his head. “Why are we even friends man” he said smiling. But this was why he loved Asher. That kid could always make him smile. All the sudden a small voice piped up from behind him. Quinn jumped through the air, startled. “Who are you?” A little kid was standing there looking at him questionably. “Saw law! What’s up my brother?” Asher fist bumped the tiny human. Not to be sidetrac
EmWhen she got her hands on her little brother…Em stomped back in her house and slammed the door behind her. Aarrrgggghhh!!!She screamed and very immaturely stomped her feet, turning circles and punching the air. This went on a while as she shook her whole body in a funny little dancing motion, trying to rid herself of all the anger that boy seemed to cause. When she finally got control, she opened her eyes to see the one and only Sawyer standing in front of her. “Sawyer!” She said incredulously. “Where have you been? I’ve been looking everywhere for you!”“Um clearly you have NOT.” He said matter of factly. “I have been right here for the past 5 to 10 minutes, watching you make a complete fool of yourself. My only regret is I didn’t get it on video… could you go back outside and come in and do it again?” He asked. She had no doubt her brother was being 100 percent serious. But she couldn’t be upset with him, when she was really upset at that good looking ass next door. U
EmShe immediately got nervous and hung up the phone. She decided to turn on a movie and went and made herself popcorn. When she got back into her room, her phone started ringing. Startled, she jumped and popcorn flew everywhere. All over the floor and the bed. She took a bated breath, and clicked the phone. “……hello?” She said quietly. “Emerson?” A deep voice said on the other end. Em smiled despite herself, a warm recognition flowed through her. She hadn’t heard that voice in a long time. “Hi” she said. “Is everything okay?”Was everything okay? She thought. Was this a mistake? Calling her old therapist on his cell phone on a Saturday night was probably not one of her best ideas. The same therapist she had grown very close to, even though he was nearly 30 and she was just 18. Even though she knew she shouldn’t, she developed a little crush on, and became a little too dependent on as well. “I’m so sorry I shouldn’t have called.” She said. “No it’s okay. I’m gl
Quinn Quinn woke up with a start. He must’ve been having a nightmare, but he couldn’t remember what it was. He looked down at the naked leg and arm hanging over him. Last night after his run in with Emerson, he had left Asher’s house and gone to Finleys. He had to get away from there, but he was quickly running out of places to go. He could stay with some of the other boys, but that was tricky. Greyson would absolutely let him stay there, but it was just him and his dad and their house was already small. He only had the one single bed in his room. Elias lived too far out, he didn’t want to drive half an hour twice a day. Although his friend never seemed to mind it, that just wasn’t something he cared to do. Chase’s house had plenty of room but his parents fought constantly. He didn’t want to go home and be around his dad, and he sure as shit wasn’t staying with Finley that long. Her mom wouldn’t mind it but that was a little too much for him. Actually, way too much.
EmIt was Sunday and they were out of school the next day for a holiday. Her mom had a shift at the hospital that night, her schedule was still all over the place. Em hoped it would straighten out soon, because her mom wasn’t used to going back and forth between days and nights. But she was still new, and it would work itself out. Sawyer was giddy all afternoon and in rare form, even for him. He was going to a sleepover that night with one of his new friends since they didn’t have school the next day. That afternoon he went into his room to pack his “luggage” as if he was going on a week long vacation. “Em. Listen. I may need some help.” He looked at her seriously. “What does one take to a sleepover?”“Sawyer you’ve been to sleepovers before. Just take some pajamas, maybe a sleeping bag.” She told him. But her brother put the ‘over’ in overcompensate, and he wasn’t having it. He looked at her like she had just told him they could never watch ‘Despicable Me’ again. “Oh Eme
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