Will walked up to them and shoved Matt off of Emma. Matt eyes were full of shock. A boyfriend? Emma sure had moved on quickly. It was clear that Will was an upgrade, and he hated that. Emma shouldn’t have been able to get someone better than him. “Let’s go, Viv,” he seethed, looking at Emma and her new boyfriend with disgust. But Vivian was not interested in leaving. “Emma, aren’t you going to introduce me to your new friend?” Vivian rushed up and offered her hand to Will. “I’m Vivian, Emma’s roommate. I’m sure she’s told you all about me.” Vivian tossed her long hair back, and batted her eyes. “No,” Will said, taking Vivian’s hand and placing a light kiss on it. “She hasn’t mentioned you at all.” Emma’s face grew red with anger. “Oh, how mean of her!” Vivian said with mock hurt. “I’m meeting you now, aren’t I?” Will teased and smirked at Vivian. “Yes,” Vivian purred. She walked closer to Will and placed a hand on his chest. “Yes, you are. What’s your
“It won’t happen again,” Emma grumbled. She leaned her head against the window. The smooth hum of the car, the warm seat, and her depleted energy levels eventually lulled her to sleep. Will noticed that she had fallen asleep. He thought about waking her, but decided against it. She’d need all the energy she could get. He had decided that Emma needed a reminder of why no one else was supposed to touch her. They arrived at their destination, and Will waited for Emma to wake up. She was pretty, when she tried. He noticed she had brushed her hair and put on some makeup. And that dress sat on her curves in a way that made him want to tear it off. He stared at her for a long time, and before he realized what he was doing, he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. *Get a grip, Will,* he berated himself. *She’s just another girl.* Emma woke up and found Will staring at her. “I’m sorry,” she yawned. “I must have fallen asleep. Where are we?” “We’re going for a swim,” W
Sunlight streamed through the window. It danced in Emma’s eyes waking her up. For a few moments she was confused, not remembering where she was. Last night flooded back into her memory. After their escapades at the pool, Will had brought her into the house, into one of the bedrooms, and made her cum until she couldn’t form sentences. He was unhinged, an animal claiming his mate. She squirmed, remembering Will’s every touch. The way he consumed her with just his gaze. The way his hands roughly gripped her hips as she slammed himself into her over and over again. She could still hear his primal growls as he claimed her. The memory made her shiver. *I want to do it again.* Her body lay depleted on that bed, naked and spent. She searched the room for Will, but he was nowhere to be found. “Will?” she called out. It seemed she was alone. The room was smaller than the hotel room they normally met in, but the décor was more ornate. The furniture was a deep, rich cherry wood.
Thick, angry tears rolled down Emma’s face. No matter what happened to her, something always managed to tear her down, to remind her how horrible her life was. “Why is everyone being so horrible?” she thought of Will leaving cash, and treating her like a sex worker. She hated herself for ever thinking she could mean something else to him. And Vivian, coming to attack her like that? All she wanted was to never see her again, but Vivian wouldn’t leave her alone. Emma wanted to throw herself in her bed and have a good cry. Her plan was to come to her room, pack a few things and go to the hospital to be with her father, but now she didn’t have enough time. Vivian was always around, getting in her way. Emma cleaned herself off, and went back downstairs. She’s hoped the driver would be gone, but much to her dismay he was still there. “Don’t you ever go home?” she asked, but then blushed as that was harsher than she intended. “I’m so sorry. That was mean.” “It
“She wouldn’t do that!” Will yelled. “She wouldn’t do that to me!” “I hate to be the one to tell you,” Bryan lamented.“Then you should have kept your mouth shut,” Derek added.“When did it happen?” Will asked, venom oozing from his every pore. His friends didn’t answer. They looked around at each other, wishing that they were anywhere else. “When?” Will shouted. “Last night!” Alex shouted back. “I happened last night, man. I’m sorry.” Will sank back into his seat, his head falling into his hands. Emma was almost afraid to breathe. What was happening here? “Why did you even say anything?” Alex reprimanded Bryan. “Because he’s got a right to know!” “Yeah, but you couldn’t wait until tomorrow?” The three friends stared at Will. He was breaking down in front of them. “How did you know?” he asked. “There was a party last night,” Bryan said. “Dude, shut up,” Derek muttered under his breath, but Bryan didn’t listen. “He proposed and
Emma regretted the words as soon as the words fell from her mouth. Her hands flew to her mouth, and tears of shame stung her eyes. Will stared at her with cold indignation. She’d hurt him, exactly as she wanted to. Who had she become? She had finally had the courage to stand up for herself and expressed her true emotions. But she had to hurt someone to do it. Before she could apologize, Will left without a word. “What have I done?” she cried, as she sank to her knees. Violent sobs quaked through her body. What would become of her now? She angered the man who held her life in his hands. He paid her father’s medical bills, and provided private round the clock care. She owed him $300,000, and was under a contractual obligation with him. After a few minutes of trying to catch her breath, Emma got her crying under control. “I have to get out of here,” she said to herself. She pulled out her regular phone and called Sabrina. “Hi, Emma!” Sabrina’s chipper v
“Wake up, sleepyhead,” Sabrina sang. Emma groaned as she opened her eyes and was assaulted by sunlight. Pain throbbed behind her eyes, and each movement brought on a new wave of nausea. “Ugh, I feel like I’ve been hit by a bus,” Emma remarked. “You look like it,” Sabrina teased. “Here, I’ve got you a nice greasy breakfast, a tall glass of water, and some Tylenol.” “You’re an angel,” Emma said. She began by guzzling down the water and attacked her breakfast. Sabrina laughed. “Hungry?” “Starving,” Emma replied through mouthfuls of food. After she ate her food, and tossing back the medicine, she began to feel more like herself. “Thank you.” “You’re welcome,” Sabrina smiled. After a few moments, her demeanor changed and she stiffened up a bit. She looked at Emma with concerned eyes. “So last night was wild, huh?” “I…” Emma didn’t know what to say. She had lied to both Sabrina and Jess so much. *And for what?* She scolded herself. *None of it was worth i
Emma spent the next day moving her things from her old room into her father’s room. She was going to sleep in there now in case her father needed her at night. The room was large enough for her old twin bed, but Jane would allow her to move it.“This is my room now!” she screeched. “I will not share a room with that useless man!”Emma was given an old sleeping bag as a bed. Going through her old things was hard. Among her things were many mementos of her childhood. Photos of her mother, of the three of them together, and some of her mother’s jewelry and clothes, her old toys and baby clothes, and some of her father’s old things from before he let the alcohol take him. Her mother was beautiful. Emma wished she looked more like her. Skye Wells had long, thick and luxurious, shiny black hair. Her golden skin glowed in the sunlight, and her hazel eyes were bright with love. Pieces of a life, long gone and forgotten, were scattered around her. Emma sobbed for a long time, with the re