Chase's POV After speaking to Emma's mom, every tinge of sleep in my eye fled. I had suddenly become the center of everyone's attention. I kept things away from her, not because of how my dad would feel, but how scared she would get. I watched it happen once, I was gonna watch it happen again. It was around eleven am when I called my guy, Gray. I hadn't spoken with him in almost twelve hours. I wanted to know how he got home, and most importantly, how he was feeling. “Hey, what's up?” He picked up the phone. “How are you?” I asked him. I was feeling like a harbinger of bad news. He was still going through Lily's demise, and I was still making my mind up on telling him how stuff was going with the investigation into Mike's death. It was fast becoming a state issue, and one paper already published the story.I hated the popularity it was gaining. It's not what I had in mind when I asked Gray to go on, and even funded it. All sorts of thoughts were keeping my tired eyes wid
Grayson's POV I was so surprised to see Chase. I didn't know what to make of it. I wasn't expecting him. I had spoken to him only a few hours ago. I didn't think any of us still had the strength to be running about like he was. Especially not for that case. It was well underway and I didn't see any reason I should stress myself about it. Uncle Mike was a bit of a criminal himself anyways. Plus we'd done the whole confession thing, and Emma, whose implication I had foremost in mind, being the main reason I decided to look into the case, was someone I had made peace with. Lily wouldn't want me to continue, so I was dropping it in her honor. “Chase, man I have no business with that shit anymore.” I said truthfully. “You can't say that.” He replied. “And since when did you start to tell me what I can and cannot say?” I asked. “That's not what I meant.” He corrected himself. “I'm only saying that it's not right.” “So you now tell me what's right and what isn't?”
Chase's POV Mrs McKinsey had more composure than I'd have given her credit for. She didn't even shake where she was seated on Gray's bed. His previously nonchalant facade he had on had cleared, leaving the Gray I truly knew. I hated to do that, but it was equally a very important task. “Why?” She asked. “That's what I want to find out.” I replied. Gray was shook, but that was no opportunity to disrespect his mom, so I stayed as respectful as I could be. “Can I ask how you got your information?” She asked. “He’d been picked up by the police, three times in the past week, with his new wife, Emma's mom.” I said, even though Mrs McKinsey probably didn't know who I was referring to. “Alright.” She said, following the story. “He was picked up this morning too by the way.” I added. “I had a conversation with him last night,” I started the story, “it actually started with me eavesdropping on him and I heard things I shouldn't have.” “What are those?” She asked, cautiou
Linda's POVSometimes, Emma made me wish I never had any more children. She could be so much trouble herself. Lily's death was really hard on her. She'd barely eaten anything for three days, and while Mark said to let her cool off I was still deeply worried about her. I loved Mark, but he's not exactly one I'd take parenting advice from. “What if she never wants to talk to me anymore?” I cried on his shoulders one day. “You know that cannot be true,” He assured me,”not in a million years. Emma would always need you, just like me, and everyone else in fact.” He added. She wasn't acting like it anymore. The few things I knew about her these days were from Chase.And he too was getting tired of me. “I don't know, I don't know anymore.” I cried. “I don't like seeing you like this.” Mark said, wiping the tears off my eyes. “Do I talk to her?” He asked me. I would literally take any help or assistance I could get. There was no refusing. We both went to her room, but I stoo
Chase's POV Time went by so fast. School was a blur, so was life. Emma, Jessica and I just went through the motions. Gray and Lily were a huge chunk of our relationship that had been ripped out. Jessica was moving on fast too. Surprisingly, she got her deals back ten fold. She was way more reticent, dropped a lot of our old friends, and dealt with Emma and I with a long spoon. Emma, on the other hand, was a ghost of herself. We were always so far apart from each other, and she made sure of that. I hadn't been to the house in forever, but it's been almost a month since Lily's death, and I knew that things were falling apart. My dad, and Linda had been summoned countless times by CCPD, and the only reason they still let them return home was because of my father's connections, connections that were fast failing. I once tried reaching out to Emma, but she was far too slippery, and kept eluding me. The principal made an announcement, stating that since the school prom went ah
Chase's POV “How long have you been trying to fight this?” I asked her, overwhelmed at her sudden brazenness. “Please don't embarrass me further.” She said, acting like she didn't know what to do. I laughed, because it was hella amusing. “You shouldn't be, Emma.” I reassured her. “I'm yours.” “Can't help it.” She said quietly. “I can.” I laughed. “You look so beautiful, I don't think I've said that.” “Not with your mouth, no.” Emma said. I liked when she was witty. It came off really sexy. “Well, I'm saying it now.” I said. No one was around, but I didn't know how she'd have felt about going beyond the kiss. I didn't want to seem like a sex crazed ex, so I kept playing it cool. “I think we should start going back to the ceremony.” She said, looking away. I'd spent too much time thinking of what I was gonna say, and so it kept looking like I was blacking out and coming back. On her instruction, we went back. I sat through it all, half anxious to see Gray.
Chase's POV It seems like my heart had developed a permanent space for Emma. A gaping hole that couldn't be filled with anything else. It was grad day, but I sure didn't feel like it. Barely two hours past noon, and I was wasted, sprawled across the living room. “Who the fuck is it this time?” I groaned. “Hey,” I heard her beautiful, unsteady voice across the line. “Uhm, Emma?” I asked. I was too drunk to check the caller ID. “You're drunk, aren't you?” She asked in a very judgemental manner. “I don't have to reply to that.” I replied to her. “Actually, don't.” She said, I immediately regretted saying what I did.I was beginning to think of excuses to offer, but none was coming to my foggy brain. “Must've called for a reason.” I said, reminding her. “I'm here.” It felt like I had been shot up to cloud nine, but I doubted what I heard cause my head was hella foggy. “Where?” I asked, just for confirmation. It felt too good to be true. “Open up, Chase
Chase's POV “It might be too much for you.” I reasoned, looking away. “Chase, please talk.” Emma's patience had thinned out and I could see it. “Emma,” I started, “the reason we're together today is because of this house.” She looked at me in surprise . “I don't get that.” She said, Normally, I hated when she made assumptions, but this was literally the one time her making assumptions would have suited me, cause the truth was too heavy for me to say. “I mean,” I had been looking for ways to make myself the only bad guy in the story, but her mom had to go down too, “Your mom promised me this house, in exchange for, in exchange for loving you.” I blurted. “What?!” She screamed. “What did you just say?” She asked. “So this has been a whole fucking deal all the while? My mom? No wonder she turned a blind eye to what happened.” Her eyes were glistening, reflecting the little light in the room cause they had tears pooling in them. “I ain't even trippin, it's really something
Emma's POV “Welcome. I've got wine.” I said, and sprang up to my feet as soon as Kevin got close enough to me. I didn't enjoy the rush of blood to my nether regions at the sight of him and smell of his cologne, but really, my body had a lot to do in coming to terms with my mind and heart. “Not too happy to see me.” He said and smiled sadly, looking away. “Would you rather be alone? I'd just drop this and be on my way.” He held my keys up, before tossing them gently to my reading table. “You're breaking me, Kevin.” I managed to say. “I don't even know where we are, I don't even know where to start, you can't blame me for acting like this. Even though I genuinely think wine would help.” I said, looking down. I didn't have the mind to look Kevin in his face. I felt so shitty. This must've been how Chase felt every single time he fucked up. It hurt so bad being on that other half of a relationship drama. As horrible as it is to admit, I'd rather be the one cheated on. I just cou
Emma's POV “I think you know where your keys are.” Chase looked me in the eyes. His blue eyes were no more sexy, they were icy. “We can take it from here, Dave.” I turned to the uber guy, dismissing him. “To think that you're the one who was so concerned with how I'd handle Kayla!” Chase screamed. “I think you should know that I didn't think this was gonna happen!” I yelled back at him. I wasn't known to be the noisy neighbour, and I didn't want Chase to make me be seen as one, so I entered my apartment, which was stuffed full of flowers and hampers and gifts, a note on my reading desk which I snatched up immediately, and a wine on my bed. Gosh! It was so sexy. I didn't know how to feel. Kevin really went out of his way. What I didn't understand was why he'd do that, knowing when he left, he left me to Chase, and really, the outcome was inevitable. “I see y'all have a fun night planned, I wouldn't want to interrupt any plans you've made.” Chase said, with his hand
Emma's POV “Is it just me, or is this trip actually unnecessary?” I asked him, as we boarded a flight back to MA. “Come on!” Chase said as he took my hand. “You know it is. We're not planning to accumulate a lot of school work, are we?” He smiled. We didn't have to wait with the business and economy passengers, cause, well, we're first class. “Every single trip to reality sucks so much.” I whined. Chase held my hands tightly under his, maybe ensuring I wasn't gonna run away, and it's not like I wanted to either. “We have to keep taking it.” He said and sighed. “You really do not know much about being supportive.” I muttered and just let myself be led like a sheep to the slaughter. “Come on, Em.” He said, still not taking his eyes off the road, “You know everyone's just doing what they have to do.” Chase said. “Do I have a choice?” I whispered to myself. I wasn't mad at Chase, I was just angry that our little baecation was over and that we were gonna be separate
Emma's POV “Hey mom!” I was overfilled with excitement and anticipation. From what Chase briefed me, we had a whole lot of fun stuff to do. It was quite risky that we were taking such a break from school, but it's nothing Chase's dads connections couldn't fix. He said that we were gonna have fun, and he was gonna make sure of it. “How are you, sugar?” She asked. It'd been a minute since I saw my mom that happy. “Never been better.” I replied a little too enthusiastically, I was so happy to be away. Somewhere no one knew me. “You look it.” She smiled. “Why did you not call me? Forgot about your woman in all your boy dramas?” Unfortunately for me, the phone was on speaker, and Chase wasn't far. Which definitely meant he was paying more than the usual attention. “Come on, mom!” I chided. “It didn't exactly end the way we thought.” I was trying to be as cryptic as possible, if I had my way, I'd have avoided the whole topic all together. “Tell me.” She said, looking s
Emma's POV “Do you wanna come in with me?” Chase asked. The answer was gonna be hell yeah, but because of what happened in the past-less than twenty four hours ago, the question was necessary. “Yes.” I answered affirmatively. “Are you sure you're gonna be comfortable here?” He asked again, looking at me doubtfully. “I'll try.” I replied. “That's not such a good thing.” He remarked, heavy on his amateur British accent, taking a step back. “I can't help it. It's too many memories.” I apologized. “Don't do that.” He said, and appeared to think pensively. “Let's go somewhere. What do you say?” He looked at me. “What?!” I asked. Can't lie, I was shaken a bit. “Just like that?” I blinked so hard and fast. “Yeah. Somewhere different. Somewhere we could be ourselves. Somewhere we can start on a fresh slate and get back on our feet.”He couldn't have sold the idea to me any better. “Uhm, I,uhm. Is that possible?” I asked. The sun was so bright, I had to squint, and
Emma's POVDon't even ask why I walked out of Chase's house, cause I couldn't give myself a sensible reason. I just wanted to be away from there. It felt like something was haunting me. I had a troubled sleep, matter of fact, I had no sleep at all that night. I tossed and turned and cursed myself out for being so trashy. I kept wondering if I was cursed. Could I just not mess my own happiness up? I wanted to do something desperately. It was the day after and I was still the only one in Mark's house. It gets lonely real fast when no one is home. “You've gotta do something, Emma.” I said to myself as I sat alone in Mark's big ass living room. Confused and ashamed, but ready to make things right, I hopped into the easiest car to back out of the garage, and once again, was on my way to Chase's house. As I drove, I thought of a million things I could say. Really, just anything to explain my behavior the previous day, but nothing came to my mind. I could not even convince myself t
Chase's POV “Fuck!” I didn't understand why Emma was in such a rush to get away from me. We literally were just unloading our hearts content to each other. Was she bored? Tired of me? Did she see something that triggered her? She wasn't even with her phone. I'd have concluded that she got some type of news. Two days after my dads anniversary dinner, and I was still in Starry, against my own will. Having sworn to leave town, immediately after the dinner, with all traces of me gone if Emma didn't come into my life, I surprised myself. For every single thing I thought could never be, life kept sending it my way. Emma and I had sorted our issues, but she wasn't speaking to me. I woke up as early as 6:00am, checking my phone for texts from her constantly, and there were none. I wondered what I did to deserve the cold treatment again. It's one thing to be in someone's bad books, it's another thing not to know why. I thought long and hard of what to do. But no sensible ideas wer
Emma's POVThe person I was at Chase’s house wasn't the regular me. I was feeling a million things and I wanted anything, anything at all, that would make me feel even just a bit better. Being that close to him, saying everything I said was a new feeling. My heart was racing and my throat constantly ran dry. “Can I admit something I think of sometimes?” I asked Chase. “Yes.” He said, really enthusiastically. I thought to myself if he'd be that hyped up if he knew what was on my mind, but since I'd concluded that I'd stop keeping stuff I thought to just myself, I said it. “You might not be too enthusiastic if you knew the shit that's about to fly out of my mouth.” “Come on, Em.” He said. “I don't fancy when you refer to yourself that way.” “Okay, okay.” I said, putting my hands up in surrender. “What if Gray and Lily weren't there?” I asked him. Chase looked at me, for about ten seconds, his bright blue eyes were beginning to get their spark. Instead of being terrified
Chase’s POV “I was about to ask if I ever made you doubt that, but I remembered I have, over a thousand times.” I said, shooting myself in the foot. “People change, Chase. I believe you can too.” She said like she was holy or something. “Come on girl, don't treat me that way.” I played along. “Can we sit?” she asked, pointing at the chairs I'd already wrapped. “Sure we can,” I said, “tear them off.” “What were you gonna do, really?” She asked her. “I don't know, actually, and I'm not even lying. The plan was to be away from everywhere you were.” I replied, truthfully. “Do you still feel that way?” She asked me. “Come on!” I said. “You know that's not possible.” “Just checking in to make sure, really.” She remarked and looked away.. “Can I go now?” I asked her if I could ask my own questions. “How do you think life would have been if both of us ended up in MIT?” I asked her. “I know it'd be great, for sure. I also know it'd be straining, maybe a