EMILY
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“She was right.”
Those three words had remained lingering in my mind ever since Harry uttered them as he left. It had been a day and I couldn't think about anything else. Not even the argument, not even the fact that my relationship was essentially over. I hated the fact that all I could think about was the fact that I had finally gotten a lead.
The person sending us the texts was a girl. It wasn’t a big, groundbreaking find but it was a start. At least we had a gender. I had lost Harry but I had gained something.
The fact that he also knew her gender had also stuck out to me as I kept thinking about it. How had Gabriel and I not been able to find out what her gender was? It meant that their int
GABRIEL***“I should have called before I came,” Emily said.“It’s fine,” I said, “it’s a good thing you found me. Would you like to take a seat?” I asked.We were both standing awkwardly at my door. She had come in and just stood there and I couldn't take a seat if she was standing. I had been afraid that it was Harry but at that moment I preferred him. I preferred being punched in the nose. It was better than this awkward interaction. Why was she here? She had never come to see me of her own accord.“Sure,” she said as she made her way across the room to the seat on my desk.
GABRIEL***“Harper, what are you doing here?” I asked, loud enough for Emily to hear. I was informing her that we had company and things were about to get ten times more awkward.“I came to talk to you,” she said as she made her way past me into the room. She stopped in her tracks when she saw Emily who stood up. Harper looked back and forth at us, trying to figure out what was going on. She then rolled her eyes and scoffed. We were in big trouble.“So you lied to me and still met her? In your room?” she asked.“It’s not what you think,” Emily said, “I had come to ask him about the
EMILY***If I could describe my life at that moment, I could describe it as limbo. Things were just hanging in the balance. Nothing was happening but I was not at peace. There was so much chaos inside of me. It was as if I was waiting for the sky to drop on my head. I regretted going to Gabriel’s room.Only had nothing come out of the conversation, but I had also run into Harper and possibly made a bad situation worse. Everything was falling apart but to the outside world Everything looked calm and I hated it. I hated that life was going on and required me to do the same.If I was being honest, I was a bit jealous of Gabriel. Harper must have come to see him talk things out and if I hadn't done too much damage, they were going to work things out and restore their relationship. And then there was
GABRIEL *** ‘I think you need time to think about what matters.’ Those were the last words Harper spoke to me and they had stuck. They had stung as well because she had been right. I needed to get my life together and decide what was important to me because I was getting swayed by every wind that came my way. And, not coincidentally enough, all those winds just had Emily written all over them. She was the reason behind every impulsive decision I had made. Becoming friends with Harry. Dating Harper. Wanting to stalk Tiffany. And now, discarding the people I had gained. I had to think back. Why had I agreed to move? Had it only been because of my mother? Of course not. She was moving for a fresh start and so was
EMILY***I was going to kill him.I was going to encircle my hands around his neck and I was going to squeeze the life out of him. He would beg for mercy but I wouldn't listen to his cries and pleas. He didn't deserve it.I would watch the life go out of him and when I would be asked if I was the one who did it I would admit it. I would go to jail. Hell, I would even get executed if it meant I would never have to worry about Gabriel ever again. I was sick and tired.I was seeing red. My heart was in my throat. There was a buzz in my ear. I could not reason anymore. Three words kept repeating themselves in my head. How dare he. How DARE he. HOW DARE HE
EMILY *** Nothing was standing in my way now. I had nothing to lose. I had one goal and one goal only: I was going to ruin Gabriel’s life so badly that he would break out in hives every time he thought about me. I was tired of being the victim. I was tired of being at his mercy. I was tired of allowing my life to be determined by how he had woken up that day and what kind of mood he was in. I was going to raise hell. I was going to treat him exactly how he had treated me. I was no longer going to be the bigger person. It was overrated and for me, all it had meant was shrinking myself, making myself small so that the impact of his actions didn’t affect me as much. But now, I was going to the depths of hell and I was goin
EMILY***I have a deal for you that will be hard to pass up.You should be telling me whether you and your teammate got on the same page.We didn't. But that's not what matters. I think you misunderstood me. I'm not suggesting the deal. You have no other choice.And why's that?Because I know who you are and I can easily report you for stalking and threatening me.You're bluffing.Would you rather find out I'm not?I'll meet you on the
GABRIEL***"Are you okay?" Harper asked me from across the table."Sure," I said, placing my phone back in my pocket.I was not okay. I could feel my heart fall all the way to my feet. I was overwhelmed by a sinking feeling. Something was not right. Things were about to go wrong. Extremely wrong.I decided to think about that later. I decided instead to focus on my date with Harper. I had told myself that she was my priority and I wasn't going to let anything change that. I would think about the text when I got to my dorm room.I was somehow able to forget about th