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
QuinnIt was late Sunday night and Quinn was back at Asher’s. He was feeling fairly relaxed, and loving it. After everything that had been going on this was great. Asher was out with some chic, and his annoying sister was sick in the bed. He had drove to town to get himself some food, he didn’t want to wake Asher’s parents digging in the kitchen. It was getting very late and he wondered if Asher was even coming back home. As he was getting the food out of his back seat he heard something…. What the hell? What was that? Giggling. It sounded like giggling. And then… singing. What the…. It was a horrible song, but a beautiful voice. He stood frozen with his hand on the bag not daring to turn around. The moment he figured out it was her, he silently cursed himself. So close, he thought. So so close to having one peaceful night. Damn she could sing.. he was right. What the actual….What kind of song is this? She was singing about keeping distance? That cannot be a
QuinnHe stood there a few moments just holding her and not moving. He was afraid to, in one way he knew he needed to hurry up and put her down.. but in another way he wanted to stay right here forever. He had no worries in those few moments. Nothing about Hux or Finley or his dad could get to him. Quinn always had anger floating around. No matter what he was doing, whether he was calm in the moment or not, he still had so much anger right under the surface. But he felt none of that now. It was like someone had chained him years ago, and they had just set him free. He finally decided they needed to move, so he set out walking across the yard to her house. Luckily the door was unlocked. Now where would her room be?He figured it had to be upstairs so after looking around a moment he started up to the second floor. After trying a couple of doors he realized that her mom and brother must not be home. No wonder she was drinking. He finally found her bedroom and went inside.
Emerson Em woke up the next morning feeling awful. Her head was pounding, and she felt like she had been run over by a bus. She sat up, dizzily, and noticed she was still wearing her clothes from yesterday, but they were covered in grass stains and dirt. “Oh no.” She slightly panicked at the realization that she couldn’t remember how that happened. But she knew she didn’t go anywhere last night. The last thing she remembered was her bright idea to make soup for Aspen. Did she take it to her? Em sat there in her bed just staring at her dirty jeans for several minutes when the memories came creeping back in. “Ohhhhh nooo”. She had tried taking the soup over but then.. HE was there. She remembered falling in the yard … so that’s what happened to her clothes. Even though she felt embarrassed about that, she was more than happy that she figured it out. And she vaguely recalled having a conversation with Quinn but she wasn’t sure what it was about. A moment later she had a me
EmThe day went on and Aspen finally stopped making fun of Em, only for Sylvia to come over. She finally also felt better, whatever they both had cleared up in a few days time. Then of course Em had to tell her the entire story too. Aspen got ticked all over again and aptly named the entire situation ‘Soup Gate’. Em finally conceded and started laughing too. She was sure that it was quite a site, falling flat on her face all while trying not to spill the soup. Sylvia was shocked at Em’s confession. She couldn’t believe Quinn had been so nice to her, especially after he acted at the party. “Just be careful, Em. I don’t want to be a downer, but I would watch that one.”Em couldn’t agree more. She didn’t believe for a second that Quinn had become this new person. But what she did believe is that he must’ve felt bad for his actions and the way he had been treating her. She knew he had changed at least some.. otherwise he would’ve never done what he did. He had taken care of her,
EmThe next day Em got up and dressed for school, excited about what the day had in store. She imagined her and Quinn would have a good laugh about that night, and her face planting the ground with her big pot of soup. Then she would thank him for taking care of her. The twins were riding with her to school that day, so she went outside to wait for them. She looked over and noticed that Quinn’s truck was already gone. Oh well, she would see him and thank him once they got to school. A second later the twins popped out of the door and came jogging over across the yard. Suddenly she heard “son of a…”She looked up just in time to see Asher trip over something and go flying through the air, arms flailing, and landing several feet away. She jumped up and ran over to him, as Aspen had stopped to see what happened. “Omg Asher what are you doing!?” His sister yelled at him. “Asher. Are you okay??” Em was saying. Asher stood up and looked at them both incredulously. “Why in
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