QuinnWhen they’d gotten back home from the ride. Asher, who had finally woken up, came outside and said Chase had called and decided to throw a party out at the barn. Chase and his family were loaded. They had a huge house, and way out in the woods behind it sat an old barn. They had some horses and built a new barn up on the hill, so Chase had converted it…. With the help of the guys… into a party space. You could drive in from a separate road to get there.. so his parents never bothered them. As long as the house and main driveway weren’t littered with cars and people. And it was far enough away that the music and noise wouldn’t bother them. They had a lot of land too so they didn’t have any neighbors close enough to matter. Their land is where the boys drove their dirt bikes. They’d made themselves a track complete with hills and everything. It took them months… bringing all the dirt in themselves… but they were proud of it. Em said she couldn’t go… she had to watch h
EmShe had gone home to watch Sawyer after the motorcycle ride. Aspen was coming over a little later. She was replaying the whole day over and over in her head…. remembering how Quinn had grabbed her arms and held them. And what he had said about not rushing her, but that didn’t mean he didn’t want her. Em got goosebumps now thinking about it. She had gotten butterflies when he said it. She imagined what that would be like… him wanting her. Then she imagined what that would feel like… Quinn taking her. And she liked it. A lot. She quickly spared a look at her little brother as if he could tell what she was thinking. They had eaten tacos that night that her mom had left, then Em made popcorn for her and Sawyer to eat when Aspen came over. She was gonna hang out with them while Em’s mom was at work. They were looking for a movie they could all watch when her brother spoke up. “Sooooo Emerson. I noticed that I saw you on a motorcycle today.”Em choked on her popcorn. She look
EmA little while later they were trudging through some woods to get to a barn out behind Chase’s house. It was dark and nearly impossible to see anything. But they could hear the music and people talking in the distance. They finally made it and was amazed how the barn looked. It was lit up like a Christmas tree. Several people stood outside, but the inside was packed full. Em immediately started looking around for the guys but she didn’t see any of them. There was a small kitchen area over to the side where they went to get drinks. They each got a can of Coke, neither of them wanting alcohol at that moment. “Do you see any of the guys?” Aspen yelled at her over the music. “No, you?” Em replied. Aspen shook her head. Maybe Quinn decided not to come. He did tell Asher he would go though, she was standing there this afternoon when they had discussed it. Em took out her phone and checked it, even though she knew he hadn’t tried calling or texting her. Em suddenly had a horrib
EmShe stood there and stared a moment, her eyes surely deceiving her. There on the bed in that particular room was Quinn. But not alone. He was with some girl. Naked. Em felt a little sick in that moment but she couldn’t move either. The girl said “can you get out and shut the fucking door?” And Em remembered how to control her legs. She turned around and started back down the stairs while Aspen was still standing at the door staring. A second later she was right behind Em. She heard Quinn yelling at her, but she didn’t stop. She couldn’t get out of there fast enough. Em didn’t stop walking until she reached her car. She didn’t even look to see if Aspen was behind her, she knew she was. She got out her keys to unlock the door but Aspen grabbed them. “Let me drive.” She said They didn’t speak for a few minutes. Em feeling very very stupid. And very angry. She was sad, but that emotion was covered up from all the other ones she was having at the moment. Aspen looke
QuinnThe next few days- to put it bluntly- sucked. Quinn was avoiding Finley and pretty much flat out ignoring her. And Em was avoiding him. And for sure flat out ignoring him. He knew he would have to sit down with Fin and have a long talk but right now his head was too busy with Emerson. Emerson and her short ass skirt she had on at school Monday. And Emerson with the tightest ass shirt he’d ever seen on Tuesday. Ah he knew he had fucked up. He shouldn’t have gone upstairs with that chic at the party. He worried this was gonna set Em back after they’d come clean with each other about literally everything in their lives. But the more he thought about it, the madder HE got. They weren’t together. Hell they weren’t even dating really. Why was she mad at him?? Asher of course had given him an earful and threatened to break his nose. “Dude. I’m supposed to be the stupid one”. He had said. Currently he was looking for the dumb fuck who had told Em where he was that night.
EmEm had been doing her best to avoid Quinn that whole week at school. And she had done a pretty good job. But she started feeling ridiculous about the whole thing. Why was she acting like a jealous girlfriend? They’d never said anything remotely about the status of their relationship. Still. She felt something that night they’d bared their souls to each other. And she could’ve sworn he did too. And the whole motorcycle trip? What was that about? And what he had said to her as they were leaving?Ughhh. Em hated this confusion. She had noticed Asher was still keeping his distance from Quinn a little too. Once she had that realization— she fully decided to go find Quinn and talk to him. She was NOT going to come between those two again. She had started looking for him, but then… she stopped. No sooner had she found Quinn did she see Finley standing there with him. It looked like he was whispering something to her. Em had a small swift sickening moment when she turned and loo
EmOnce they’d gotten their tattoos the girls did indeed go get burgers, and then to the movies to watch the new horror one that Mickey had been dying to see. They’d been in stitches all night over each others reactions to the tattoos. Lucky they were all 18 and were able to get them. Em of course already had one and new what to expect. Aspen also had one on her foot that she had gotten after losing a bet with Asher. It was a little snow capped mountain, a play on her name. However she still almost broke Mickey’s hand squeezing it so tight. These were the first tattoos for both Sylvia and Mickey. What got Em and Aspen so tickled was that they each had the opposite reaction that they’d been expecting. Sylvia just sat there and didn’t bat an eye, telling Aspen she didn’t see what the big deal was and that she barely felt it. So when it was Mickey’s turn, Mickey.. seemingly the toughest out of all them….they weren’t at all prepared for what she did. “SON OF A BITCH!” She yelled af
QuinnThe talk he had with Finley went better than he had hoped. Instead of her yelling and acting like a brat — which had become her every day attitude lately~~ she was actually pretty mature and apologetic about it all. When she had asked him that question… when had he stopped loving her and started loving Em … he had to think about that for a while. He didn’t love ‘Em. Did he?? No. He liked her. A lot. He wanted to protect her, and the thought of anyone hurting her made him murderous with rage. She was an outsider, which he had let slide.. a first for him. He told her his entire story.. another first. And he had started looking at his relationship with his dad in a new light because of their discussion. But love? He didn’t do love. Not really. He hadn’t even kissed the girl. This was ridiculous. He had sat and thought about all this after Finely had asked him the question. And he turned to look at her to refute it, but the words never came. “You don’t need to try and deny
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