Emma's POV
“There's no way I'm making it out of the door.” I replied to him. I was heartbroken. If not for the fact that the stars never aligned in my favor, mom wasn't supposed to be off work. But Mark decided his sperm bladder couldn't hold on any longer. Ugh! Life sucked! “That's okay.” Kevin texted back. I felt bad for him, and for me. “We could make the best of here though.” He added, with a winking emoji. Now that was exciting. At least he wasn't giving up on me. “That's perfect. What do you say we do?” I was brimming with joy. I was really good at online games and riddles, so I did not have to worry about him trashing me at it. “I'd love to see more pictures.” I was surprised. That definitely wasn't what I was expecting. “Okay.” I replied. I was really still on the fence about it, but it was HIM, KEVIN! “...without clothes.” He added. My heart flip-flopped in my chest. I was excited and scared at the same time. “Why should I trust you?” I asked him. “Because I love you.” At that moment, my phone dropped out of my hands. What did I just see?! Kevin! I catapulted straight to cloud nine, at the same time, got out of my clothes. I had seen a couple of naked pictures from girls in my class, I knew how they did it. I just was never able to bring myself to. I was stark naked. Kevin was online, waiting. It was just one thing to do. I took about five pictures and called it quits. It was really unnatural. I had never done it before, but to many girls in my class, it really wasn't a big deal. I also made sure to crop my face out of it. “omg!!” Even replied with fire emojis. I felt on top of the world. I was blowing my Crush out. It literally was the first time that had ever happened. No guy I ever liked had looked in my direction. “Emma, you're so pretty. I never knew you had all this under that hideous uniform.” He said again. “Why do we even have to wear those?!” He sent it again. I was giggling and blushing like a fool. Who would have ever thought I'd be the one to make Kevin spin on his head. I wish I could project our texts on the school billboard and have those girls see that Kevin had eyes for me. My ego grew a few inches imagining what they'd look like. “Emma, you're so fucking pretty. Arghhhh. I want to have you.” He kept sending them in broken text. I was so amused at how I had him dumbfounded. “Emma, I can't wait to see you tomorrow.” He said. “Emma!” At the same time, I heard my mom call. She must be done with Mark. Ugh. “Hey Kevin. Sorry, I have to go.” I broke the convo, and I was in pain. “It's alright. I'll see you tomorrow.” He replied before going off. I almost hated my mom. I really couldn't live my own life around. “What's up?” I replied as soon as I threw my PJs back on and walked into the living room where she was kissing Mark. “Give it a damn break.” I said, shielding my eyes They gave a little laugh before giving each other enough distance. “Mark is returning.” Mom said. I really hoped this wasn't why they called me out. “Oh. Thanks, Mark, I really appreciate it.” I literally didn't know what else to say. “It's okay, kiddo. Take care of your mom.” He shot my mom with that puppy look that I have now begun to hate. “I will. Safe journey.” I said before turning back round, so I don't get to be the unfortunate solo audience of all their mushiness. “I wonder what's wrong with them these days.” I caught my mom saying before shutting the door behind me. I felt the conversation was gonna be unnatural after I broke it off and it was better to chill till we saw each other in school the next day. The next day… I had a weird feeling Kevin was avoiding me, but there was nothing to base it on. It wasn't like we used to talk before yesterday. I wasn't expecting him to be head over heels just because he saw my tities(hell, I was!!) I just kept to myself, after I noticed he was avoiding eye contact. By lunchtime, almost the whole class was avoiding my eye, and Kevin wasn't in class. Something was off, or maybe I was overthinking. I tried to suppress everything. Today was supposed to mark the beginning of my bragging rights against every other popular girl in school who wanted but couldn't have Kevin. The day passed by in a blur. When I left home, I imagined Kevin would spin his car in front of me and order me to hop in. At the end of the day, I still hadn't seen him, so I could guess that it was impossible. I got home, but my mind was still very much in school. I was the only one, so no distraction was strong enough to take my mind off it. Something was definitely wrong with Kevin. I began to feel more bothered. I also had not heard them march up in their apartment. “What would you do that for?!” I heard sudden screams in the hallway. “What the fuck does that even mean?!” This time, it was Kevin's voice. That was a good and bad thing. There was Kevin, but all wasn't well. “You're just a stupid fucker.” His sister, I guess, shouted back at him. I couldn't help but move closer to eavesdrop. “Alright, Mrs Righteous. Do you mind us getting inside before you start this? You know, something along the lines of the walls having ears.” Kevin sounded so rude. Something was up. I heard them walk past, without any other word. Now the knot in my chest had tightened.Emma's POV “Hey.” Kevin texted, about an hour after they got in.My nerves calmed a bit. “What's up? How was today? Didn't see you much?” There were a million other questions I wanted to ask, but that could suffice for now. “It was a lot.” He replied. He was still typing, so I held my breath hoping he would explain the ‘a lot’ part. “Hey, it's Kayla.” I got another text. Now I was torn, and curious. Why was she texting me? “I stole your contact from Kevin.” She admitted. That was cool. I'd love to be friends with her if Kevin and I were ever going to amount to anything. “Hi Kayla. Didn't see you much today. What's up?” I replied to her. Kevin was still typing, there must be a whole lot he wanted to say. Why didn't he just call? I didn't want to send any text so I wouldn't interrupt his thought process, so I decided to wait it out. “There's something I think you should know.” Kayla said next. “What is it?” My heart was beating twice as fast as it normally did. “Kay
Emma's POV “What was that, Emma?” Mom demanded as soon as I walked in. “What are you talking about?” I asked her, weakly. She noticed I didn't come in with as much strength as I stormed down. “What's wrong, baby?” She asked again. “Everything.” I replied “What does that even mean?” She continued probing. I was walking to my room, ready to shut the door behind me, but she was hot on my tails. “I want to be alone.” I said. That never worked, I wasn't expecting it to. “Emma, I know a lot of things are wrong with us. And I promise to fix it as soon and as fast as I can, but please, please, what's wrong? I can't stand seeing you like this.” She was already tearing up. I hated myself more. I was her only child after my dad left us. I always promised myself that I wasn't going to cause her pain after I watched my dad walk out on us almost six years ago. Al she did was work her ass off, except the brief alcoholic phase, but all she had been to me was an angel. I can'
Kevin's POV I wasn't proud to tell anyone why Mom had moved us across the country. But it was supposed to be a fresh start. I promised I wasn't going to get entangled, which is also partly why we were attending a private school. A lot of the girls there were unlike what they appeared. Meek in school, but quite raw and crude beyond the four walls of Royal Province High. Unfortunately, though, the whole thing was beginning to look like rinse and repeat. I can't deny my attraction to most girls, and I am so stupid that I always play along with it. “Do you agree, Mr Holden?” The gruff voice interrupted my musings. “Yeah.” I replied. I had no strength to deny anything. There was no point. I had a record. It's why we moved uptown. “We would like to have your statement now.” He said. Monica was instructed to go out and wait while they took my statement. “We want to know what happened.” The kind woman across the desk, seated next to ‘Gruff Voice’ said. “Monica and I, well
Emma's POV “Mom!” I screamed as soon as Kevin jumped off my mom's moving car. It was a day that would never leave memory. A lot of fucked up things were happening. Just when I thought the day had ended, that had to happen. And in fact, it was the worst of all. Mom helped me with Kevin. After we got him tucked at the back, she jumped on the driver's seat and turned right back, headed for the hospital. It was about to be far too messy and we all knew it. Just when we thought we were done with the police. Hopefully, Kevin would be graceful enough to admit that he jumped out on purpose rather than let my mom take the hit. I was thinking up so many ways it could end, and none of them were good. The only good part was that we didn't have to worry about money. As soon as we got there, Kevin was wheeled in and we were told to wait at the lobby. None of us insisted on going in with him because we both knew he wouldn't be so keen on seeing our faces first when he's revived. I stalke
Emma's POV “And to what do I owe this?” Mom said, disappointed. I could already guess who it was. I remembered her cologne. “Can we talk like adults? The kids look up to us.” She replied, as snidely as she did earlier. “And how's he out so soon? We barely got back.” My replied, still standing in the doorway, making no effort to shift. “It's just a broken bone. We can manage that outside those scary white walls. I wasn't going to subscribe to a reminder of how I lost their dad.” She said, still without emotion. “Mom!” I heard Kayla and Kevin chorus somewhere from behind the door. “He must be worth a tonne.” My mom said as she tore the door open for them to come in.I did not know how to act. For all I care, I still have unfinished business with my mom, then this. “Hi, Emma.” Mrs Harwell said. “Hi.” I was both shy and nervous, but it was polite to reply when someone greets me. Both Kayla and Kevin avoided my eyes as they made their way to the seat next to me.
Emma's POV “What happened ‘earlier’?” I asked her, shooting her the most disgusting of looks. I apparently wasn't the only one doing something the other person would not be proud of. “I don't owe you that information, young woman!” She looked very pissed. I tossed her phone on the counter top and walked out. I really could not believe what just happened. Mark was such a sweetheart, why Mike? I heard her newly done nails clank against the counter top as she picked it up. “A word with you, Emma.” Her tone was shaky. “What would make you think I want to speak to you?” I shouted from my room. I was pissed for so many reasons. At myself, and at her. That was definitely not how I envisioned the day would go. Firstly, it was at Kevin's house, then the police station, then the hospital and now, that?! “Baby, please.” She said as she barged into my room. “Aren't you tired of all this drama?” I asked her. “You mean yours or mine?” She shot back at me. “Well I d
Emma's POV And like a slave, I was bundled out of what had been my home for all the eighteen years of my life. I felt sad and broken, I was low-key glad that I would never see Kevin anymore, but there was no proper closure and I could imagine how various videos would have him staring like a fool while trying to apologize. Back to me, well, life wasn't looking promising. It was a three hour drive to Mark's house in County City. It was beautiful , and I'm sure I would have appreciated it more if I was in a good mood. We left our home sometime in the evening, and got to Mark's house two hours to midnight. It was nice seeing the ladies half naked and going clubbing. Shirtless hot men driving convertibles like it was a normal thing. “Hey kiddo.” Mark broke the silence in the car. “You alright back there?” He asked, referring to me. “No. Not really.” I replied to him. “I get that.” He replied. My mom was silent all through, save for sighs at irregular intervals. “It's n
Emma's POV College in County was all I thought it would be. Scary and intimidating. The girls wore their skirts too high, and the boys wore their trousers too low. “Hi.” I said to the first girl I saw who looked the least snobbish. She was beautiful, and looked about my height and age, with a very slim and sexy body. I struggled to keep my eyes on her face while trying to ask her for directions. Fortunately, she was also taking all the classes I was. I was super glad to see someone I had so much in common already. It made me, for once, believe in someone supernatural. “What's your name again?” She asked. I told her barely a minute ago. I was pissed, and may be a little insulted, but it wasn't enough reason to call it quits on my soon to be friend. “Emma.” I answered her. “Emma Watson.” She smiled and shook my hand for formality sake. “Well it seems like your grandad left a really big shoe to fill, discovering the DNA double helix structure.” She smiled. I never knew
Emma's POV “We are both hurt. I think it's better we realize that and stop shaming the other person. Emma, you're just as damaged as I am.” Chase said. “That's not rocket science, Chase. Isn't this how you leave everyone you've been with?” I asked, “Broken and damaged?” “That's unfair, Em. You keep skipping the fact that there are always two sides to anything.” He replied to me. “You think I did, Chase?” I looked at him in his sinfully sexy blue eyes I still hadn't gotten an antidote to, not even the anger I felt, “All I did was allow you. I made you do all you did to me. In a way, I even enabled you.” “That's untrue, and you know it.” He replied to me. “I've talked about this, over and over. In my head and out of it, and it's still the same conclusion I reach.” I responded to him. “If ‘out of your head’ in any way refers to the bastard up there, I don't think I want to hear it.” I replied to her. “You've gotta get over yourself, Chase.” I said. “There's life
Chase's POV “You're still here, Em. It means you're interested.” I said. “I'm not comfortable here.” She said in a low voice. “I'd be in the garage, meet me there.” I said. “Maybe this is your time to show how low you regard me.” I let go of her hand which I had in mine, doing it both lightly and seductively. I knew I walked with such swagger, such essence that couldn't betray how scared I felt deep inside. Maybe she'd realize that I wasn't worth shit, and just go upstairs to meet her little boyfriend. I sat in my favorite of my dad's lot, the black mustang I saved Emma's ring in. That particular car had so many memories. I wanted to be in. I checked the time on my Patek, it was a few minutes to midnight. The estate gate was gonna be locked by 00:00, and if I couldn't make it out by then, I'd be stuck with Em and that bastard. 23:53, I had begun to get antsy. It'd be really unfortunate if I left, and Em eventually came down. I kept telling myself to calm down and b
Emma's POV “Can I trust you?” I asked Chase. I was mentally drained. Having played the good daughter throughout the anniversary, I wanted to catch my breath. Little did I know I had just been walking straight into Chase’s arms. “You know you can, Em.” He said, enthusiastically. “I'd hold your secret against me, Em. I wouldn't even tell myself.” His eyes mirrored mine, tired, hunger of the soul, and exhaustion. I couldn't believe that it was the same person who acted like I didn't exist last night. “I don't know where I stand with Kevin, really.” I said what I'd forbidden myself to. I made a deal with my mind to never say it. Just so I didn't believe it. The more I said something, the more I was forced to believe. “Start from the point where you left me, Em. I want to know it all.” He said, looking downI hated when Chase had that pensive look on his face. It felt like he was just a slight provocation away from murder. “After us,” I started, my mind was a bit foggy
Chase's POV “What did you do that for?!” Emma yelled after landing me a slap to the cheek. “I already said I wasn't gonna let you go.” I replied stubbornly. “Chase, my arm is hurting.” She cried, referring to the arm I'd been holding. I felt like a nasty person. Maybe it was the universe providing answers to the question I'd asked so many times, “Am I not good enough for her?” Well, I now knew I was too violent, too relentless, too impulsive, I rarely rethought my decisions, I bent everything to my will, things had to suit me, always. And those were all the things Emma stood against. “Emma, I'm a damaged guy, and I know it's really not your job to fix me. I'm a sorry project who should've belonged to my late mom and my dad who's now a happily remarried man. I get it. No one wants a project. But this is me swearing that I'd never hurt you, Em. I've learned. I do better for myself these days.” I said, frantically. Emma was rubbing her arm where I grabbed her, a sorry rem
Chase's POV. “It's not good that I'm too close to you, Chase.” Emma cried. Her eyes were already tearing up, and her face wet. Her rosy cheeks were beginning to peek from beneath the light make-up. “Why, Emma?” I asked her, letting my mouth say all the things my heart felt. “Am I so bad?” I asked. “I never said anything like that.” She answered. “So what is it?” I asked, exhausted. “Why do you want to be away from me so bad? Why do you treat me with such a long spoon? You can't deny missing me, Em. I see it in your eyes. What is holding you back?” I dared reach for her trembling hands, and she didn't pull away. It was a good thing. “Chase, I just still find it so hard to process. I'd rather think about things that hurt me, than process the whole thing. The past year has been the most tumultuous part of my life yet. I'm so fucking drained, I just need peace.” She said, “And you think that description doesn't fit me.”I asked, against my better reasoning. I then remi
Chase’s POV“I didn't think you'd be here.” She said,“I could say the same.” I replied to her Emma was the last person I thought who'd want to catch a break from the ceremony.She was at the center of it all, and really did well at her job of role playing a perfect daughter.“It's too much.” She replied with a low voice.“What is?” I asked, clearing my throat. “The atmosphere.” She explained, kicking the grass in her stilettos. Her legs looked like they must've been hurting. “Here.”I gave way for her to sit on her favorite swing. I could never take that away from her. “Thank you.” Emma was being her generic self, the side that she showed everyone else. Shy and contained. But I didn't like that. I liked that Emma I fell for, headlong. “It's nothing to Chase’s POV “I didn't think you'd be here.” She said, “I could say the same.” I replied to her Emma was the last person I thought who'd want to catch a break from the ceremony. She was at the center of it all, and really
Chase's POV I wished I could remain busy throughout the day. A time to rest meant a time to think. I was under the same roof as Emma, like I'd been wanting, but we were yet so far apart. The flowers were an ill thought decision, but I had to do something. Being in the same house with Emma for over three days was beginning to mess with my mental health. “You shouldn't have done that.” I said to myself. If only Emma had kept it a family thing and didn't have that one over, things would have been a lot easier. I intentionally left a note out of the flower delivery, but I knew she recognised the sender, irregardless. Before I knew it,my 5:30 alarm went off, and I had to throw on my tux as fast as I could. It'd be great if my dad and Linda got down to a full audience waiting for them. It was a really big deal for my dad, so big he had made arrangements for his helicopter to pick them both at ten o'clock. Linda was wearing a slick floor length satin dress in emerald green, paired
Emma's POVI decided to see my mom before the dinner. I didn't care if it was right or wrong, but I'd barely seen her all through the day and I was dying to know how she was holding up. Maybe an escape for myself was the other motive, but primarily, I wanted to know how she was doing. “Hey mom.” I said, pushing her door open. It almost felt like it was her wedding all over again. Mark was going all out. And I didn't know why it had to be that big for a guest list of just sixteen people. “This is a lot.” I smiled. “It is.” I saw the woman beneath all the makeup, hair glam, and accessories. She was still just my mom. “Can I have a moment with my daughter please?” She referred to everyone else in the room who wasn't me, and they, by my rough headcount, were about eight. “We can spare only about half an hour.” A kind lady who looked like she was in her thirties said, She had an outrageous makeup done. While it looked good, edgy, classy on her, I hope that wasn't gonna be my
Emma's POV. “You were gonna go in.” He said, looking away. “I was.” I replied, unshifting. He no longer had the courage to stare me down, and I no longer had the will to leave, “MIT looks good on you.” He said. “Thank you.” I smiled, “I could say the same for you.” “I see you've made new friends, well old ones,but you know…” He said. I chuckled within myself. Who'd have known that I could make the bad boy Chase unsure about me? “Yeah, I had no choice.” I murmured. “Uhm, how are you?” I asked, just out of courtesy, I told myself. I thought being brave and bold was gonna make me indestructible by him, but I was beginning to come off as antagonistic, and I didn't like it. Deep down, in the corners of my heart I hoped Kevin would never see, Chase occupied it. I wanted for him to close the distance between us like he'd once done. To treat me like his own. I was getting a little teary, so I dug my freshly manicured nail into my palm, I wasn't gonna cry, I could not.