Emma pov
I spent that entire afternoon on the couch, watching a romance movie. Absolutely bored out of my mind. It was really tempting to call Tristan but I couldn't take that thought out of my head. Such an ass he was.I started switching the channels then I heard a knock on the door. I got up and headed towards the door.I thought it was my parents who may have forgotten something, but when I opened the door it was Tristan. Before I could have said anything he barged in the door right past me straight into the kitchen.I slammed the door with disbelief and headed towards the kitchen as well."Tristan what the fuck! You can't just barge into my house like that. Not even a greeting or a good afternoon? Geez!" I shouted at him."I'm tired of this bullshit with you. Why are you not speaking to me huh? Why do I have to chase my own friend?" He asked angrily as hell.""You're reallyEmma Pov The inside was beautiful, nothing compared to the outside.The outside looked simple it was built with mostly board. It was painted sea green with a wooded porch, but the inside was painted white and the furniture black. It looked so modern on the inside. Pictures of the sea were almost everywhere. "Tristan it's beautiful," I said in amazement. "Where did you find something like this?" I asked still looking about. "Um, it's my mum's favourite place to come when she's not feeling herself. She said the ocean clears her mind." He answered walking towards the back room. "So I'm here to ease my mind?" I asked raising my brow. "Don't you need to?" He asked raising back his brow at me. I blushed and walked past him opening the backroom door myself. Which revealed the bedroom. It was really nice, full of colour, and plants and had a huge window wi
Emma pov"Tristan, I've been asking a million times where the hell are we going?" I asked him annoyed."We're almost there stop sounding like a kid." He told me.The kid I really was I pouted and looked out the window.A few minutes later we finally stopped. Thank God.We stopped outside what looked like an art museum. I was confused as to why he will take me there, after that long drive I thought it would have been somewhere more amusing.Tristan saw the confusion on my face and said to just come with him upstairs, so I did.We went inside and to my surprise, it was indeed an art museum."You like it? This art museum is for artists that the big companies refuse to recognise. Such talent they have." Tristan said.I looked at them in amusement. They were all gorgeous. The talent of those artists was amazing, those companies were really missing out on true talent.
Emma Pov I've gotten soft-hearted since I fell in love with Tristan. Yeah, I said it, I'm in love. Who knew right? Since I knew myself I was barely an insecure person I didn't care what the girls at school thought of me. I was pretty, smart and amazing. Being with Tristan boosted my ego to a full hundred and I loved it. The months passed by very quickly with a lot happening. Crissy went back to the hospital, and when we thought she was getting better, she was only getting worse. She had to cut off her hair because it started falling. Tristan and I visited as often as we could. Every day she got worse, her body was giving up and the treatments weren't working fast enough. My mom and dad came back for five days just to see her. They were extremely sad to see her in the state she was in. Tristan's stepfather to be, left his mom after she was caught cheating with a guy from her job. I never knew her to be that kind of person, always thought she was the faithful one, but I wasn't go
Emma Pov I Woke up and rolled over to an empty spot on the bed which should have been where Tristan should be. Where did he go, I wondered. Thinking he went to the bathroom, I raised myself in an upright position to sit on the bed and called out his name. "Tristan, babe." No one answered. I got up and went to the bathroom and looked around. Maybe he was downstairs or he went out, I had thought to myself. Ugh, I hate it when he does that, just running off while I'm asleep. I wasn't going to lay around and wait for him so I decided to get ready and prepare breakfast. Toasted bread with tuna paste and orange juice was the breakfast I prepared.As I had finished pouring out the juice into our cups I heard a car pull into the driveway. Must be Tristan was my first thought. ~.~ Tristan Pov I pulled into the driveway and parked. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I just sat and contemplated with my
Emma pov The session that Tristan and I had was intense and really amazing. He fucked me then told me what happened to his mom. That wasn't how I wanted him to tell me what had happened. I was really scared for his mum, I couldn't imagine the terror she must have felt. A gun being pointed at me would have terrified me to my core. I had informed Tristan that we had to go see her the next day to make sure she was coping well. I lay on the couch with one hand on my head and the other on my tummy. I was starting to feel stressed out and worried a
Tristan Pov "How dare he treat me like I'm less of a man! I care for my mother." I shouted out loud at Emma. I was really upset. I sat on the stairs with my hands on my face. I looked at Emma then closed my eyes to think. ''Tristan please calm down. Let us go to your mother now and talk to her. We can all figure out something that doesn't involve Clarke." Emma told me as she rubbed my back. I got up and pulled her in for a hug then I kissed her on her forehead. I grabbed my key for my car. Emma opened the front door and we both left the house. On the way to my mother's house, I couldn't stop thinking about what Clarke said. I should have been there with mum but I wanted to be here with Emma. I had to come up with something that doesn't separate me from my mum or Emma. Emma may have seemed calm but I knew she was upset. I saw that her face looked a bit sad. I didn't want to be away from her.
Emma Pov I felt like the days passed by really quickly. One minute we were home, the next we were at school then we were wondering how to get by without having to deal with our problems. All I wanted this year was to be happy with my friends, fall in love with a cute boy and party the hell out of my high school days. I sat in the cafeteria staring at everyone. How did I get here? I kept asking myself that damn question. I wanted to be home in bed. I thought Tristan cared for me but it took one disagreement for him to walk out. He left, to God knows where never came back or called me. I thought his tantrums would have eased up when we made things official but I thought wrong. I couldn't even eat my lunch. I got up and walked straight out of school. Ditching one day couldn't hurt. My test results were great so I had nothing to worry about. I decided to go see Crissy at the hospital. I needed to talk to a friend
Emma Pov Five days later, I was standing in front of the mirror wearing a black dress, black heels and white pearls. Crissy liked pearls, she said to me once that pearls made the simplest things look elegant. I wore a blue ribbon on my hand because that was her favourite colour. I wanted something to remind me that she was with me. I stared at myself in that mirror as I reminisced everything about Crissy. "Emma honey, are you alright?" My mum asked, startling me. "Yes, I'll be fine. It hurts but I'll be okay." I turned around to look at her. "Come, your dad and Tristan are downstairs waiting for you." She said as she held her hand out to escort me. I really did not want to see Tristan. He left me, then he so happened to come back the exact same day Crissy died? I haven't spoken to him since I left the hospital. I came home that day and cried myself to sleep. He came home an hour later drunk. He tried to ask