Eight

"Are you sure you want to come? You know I will be fine on my own," Emma told Mila, giving her a skeptical look.

"Did Ariana tell you not to bring me? Too bad for her if she did because I'm going," Mila said the first part teasingly; however, she was serious about the second part. She did not want to leave Emma alone at that party; she had a bad feeling about it.

"She did not say anything else, we haven't really talked about you." Emma shrugged as she applied some lipstick. Emma was lying, Ariana would always make fun of Mila.

"Julie is coming, so I will most probably be with her all the time, and I'm sure you'll be with Cole, Ariana, and your new friends," Mila said, applying more mascara.

"That's not true." Emma frowned as her stomach twisted in guilt. "We will spend time together."

"And even if we don't, it's okay. You're supposed to have new friends, I'm just worried about the kind of people you hang out with," Mila spoke. Ever since they started college - which was two weeks ago – Mila could clearly notice how Emma was not spending time with her as she was always or at least most of the time with her new friends. Mila tried to deny all the thoughts that have been running through her mind, but Emma's actions made it hard for her to keep denying all that she has witnessed. Although this annoyed Mila, she did not want to talk about it at that time with Emma. She preferred to wait for at least two more weeks before deciding whether or not to discuss the matter with Emma.

It was weird that Mila could not find some time to tell Emma about Blake and neither did Emma tell her anything new about Cole. Mila did not even find any time to show Emma the new things she wrote; Emma used to be so eager about reading whatever she wrote, but now Mila felt that Emma would not care. Something was hindering their friendship and Mila hated the thought of being distanced from her best friend.

"Are you done? I'm ready," Emma said, changing the subject.

"Yeah, let's go." Mila nodded, taking one last look at her outfit. She was wearing a black dress that fell just a little bit above her knees. It was a one-shoulder dress that fitted Mila's body perfectly and it even looked better with the blue wedges she wore.

Emma was wearing a yellow crop top with ripped jeans and chunky brown heels that matched her outfit.

They decided on taking Mila's car since Mila was sure that Emma would end up getting drunk, not because she liked drinking, but because she was certain that her new group would convince her that drinking would be the perfect idea to have more fun. Mila was hoping that getting drunk would be the worst thing Emma might do. She was easily influenced by her new toxic friends and Mila wanted to be there for her to pull her away from that dangerous life.

"Are we going to pick Julie up?" Emma asked.

"Yeah, she doesn't have a car," Mila replied as they both got in the car.

Once they picked Julie, Mila drove to the party. It was at the same frat house where the last party was held. Mila did not know the way, so Emma instructed her.

The three of them walked inside the house and as expected, when Ariana spotted Emma she pulled her away from Mila and Julie. Emma mouthed 'sorry' to Mila who gave her a small smile. Mila expected that. When Emma was not looking, Ariana smirked in a cunning way at Mila and quickly flipped her off.

"Did you just see that?!" Julie shouted in anger when she saw what Ariana had done.

"She is an utter bitch." Mila was trying to have some control over herself.

"Whatever, let's just dance a little," Julie said, taking Mila to the dance floor.

The two girls danced for twenty minutes and they were having so much fun. After a while, Mila took Julie away from the dance floor, so they could have some fresh air since the dance floor was getting crowded.

"Where's Emma?" Mila asked, looking around as they walked to the backyard.

"Uhhh... Mila, I think you won't like this," Julie uttered, pointing at a spot in the backyard where Emma was sitting with her friends, smoking- most likely weed- and drinking. Mila saw a guy sitting next to Emma, who was probably Cole since he matched the description of the guy Emma told her about. Cole was getting too touchy with Emma who was not aware of what was happening due to how drunk and seemingly high she was. Mila was sure that those fucktards of friends convinced her to try whatever they were smoking.

Mila’s eyes widened upon seeing his hand slipping into the back of Emma’s pants and that was enough to make her storm towards them.

"What on earth is he doing?" Julie hissed as she followed Mila, not being able to part her eyes from the scene before her.

"It doesn't matter because it's going to stop right now!" Mila scowled. "Emma! I think we need to leave," Mila said, cutting out the make-out session.

"Oh, the mama came," Ariana snickered.

"Shut up bitch!" Mila snapped at her, taking Ariana by surprise.

"What did you just call me!?" Ariana screeched.

"The perfect description that matches the sad excuse for a human being I'm talking to," Mila sassed, causing a few people who were near them to laugh.

"Mila, have some fun! Live a little." Emma whined, tipping her head back a little.

"Trust me, I was having so much fun without having any shit in my system," Mila said in annoyance.

"Because having a shitty personality is enough?" Ariana smirked.

"I won't mind slapping the hell out of you right now, so back off for your own sake!" Mila yelled at her and stepped forward towards Ariana, but Julie held her back.

"She’s not worth it, let's just take Emma and go," Julie told Mila.

Mila pulled Emma up who kept struggling to get out of her grip.

"Let go!" Emma screamed, shocking Mila with her sudden outburst.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Mila hissed, trying not to attract any unwanted attention.

"You're acting like a prude! They were right." Emma snapped at Mila.

"She's drunk and high, don't take whatever she is saying seriously," Julie said, attempting to fix whatever Emma was about to ruin.

"Let's just go, Emma," Mila mumbled, trying to hide how hurt she was.

"I'm not going anywhere with you!"

"Yes, you are and that's enough!" Mila yelled at her, making Emma flinch a little as she hated being yelled at, but Mila had no other option. Mila knew quite well that Emma had a problem with yelling since her parents would yell at her occasionally, though Mila did not know what else to do.

"Hey you, feisty girl, leave the girl alone." Cole stepped into the little fight.

"So you could get in her pants?" Mila raised her eyebrow at him. She saw how he was touching Emma, taking advantage of her state. Mila did not wait for him to say anything else and pulled Emma out of the whole place even though she was protesting against what Mila was doing and she even threw a couple of insults at Mila.

"Mil, she is not aware of what she is saying." Julie tried to comfort Mila as they got in the car.

"It's fine," Mila whispered, doing her best to block the tears that threatened to fall. Mila did not care about the insults, but it broke her that they were coming from her best friend.

"Would you like to stay the night?" Mila asked Julie and she agreed. Julie knew that tomorrow was not going to be easy for either Mila or Emma.