It was awkward to say the least. The girl, Jenna, knew it was us who had walked in on Emery and her so she’s literally been staring at us for the whole dinner. Emery was quiet, Noah was quiet, I was quiet, and my parents were quiet. 

I hated this. 

“So Jenna how old are you?” my dad questions. 

“19,” she answers and I spit out the piece of steak I was eating. Everyone looks at me and I heat up with embarrassment. Noah covers a laugh with a lame ass cough and Jenna just stares disgustingly at me. 

“You know, dear, Emery’s only 17?” my mom chimes in. 

Jenna nods. “Yes ma’am.” my mom just nods and eats a piece of steak in response. 

“So um my birthday is in a couple of weeks and Jenna and I were talking….” Emery announces, all ears on him. “when I turn 18 I’m going back to Nevada and buying the house I lived in before. Jenna will be moving in with me.” my eyes widen. 

Holy sh-

“Well shit,” Noah laughs. 

“Noah language! But yes, I mean you’ve barely even knew each other for what? A week and you already want to move in with each other?” my dad pushes on Emery. 

Emery shrugs. “Its what we want to do,” Emery answers. As I was too engrossed in my dad’s conversation with Emery I didn’t realize I dropped a piece of steak into my lap until I felt fingers quickly graze over….my area. I jump up in surprise then bang my knee on the table and Jenna’s cup full of water falls onto her lap. 

“Oh my…” my mom mumbles. I glare at Noah and he looks like he’s ready to die of laughter as his face is turning red and his finger in his mouth to keep from laughing. 

“I am so sorry, Jenna!” I exclaim as I look back at Jenna who was now standing up in wet clothes. “I have clothes up in my room, if you want to change.” Jenna nods. 

“Yes please, Cedes get Jenna cleaned up,” my mom whispers. I chuckle but grab my crutches and we walk up to my room together. 

“If you don’t mind me asking what happened to your leg.” 

I open my closet door. “My bone’s weren’t the greatest,” is all I reply with. I grab a random shirt and some jeans then give them to Jenna who walks into my bathroom to change. 

“So how do you know Emery?” she questions. 

“An old childhood friend.” 

“That’s it?” 

“Yeah.” 

“I really like him! He’s just so sweet to me!” she gushes and I roll my eyes. Then the skinny model comes out of my bathroom in a baggy shirt and some ripped jeans. “I really don’t like the clothes…but it’ll work,” I roll my eyes. Spoil bitch. “so you and your boyfriend are very touchy? Can’t even bring the touching out of the dinner table.” 

I roll my eyes. “He was removing a piece of steak from my lap.” 

“That’s what they all say,” she smirks as we walk back to the kitchen. Once I sit back down in my spot, I close my eyes, and sigh. 

Did I ever mention how much I hate fake bitches? If not then oh boy…. Well what my main issues with fakes are why? Why would anyone ever want to be fake? I understand if maybe you act like yourself many people may not like you but to have to act fake with fake boobs and stuff…. I just don’t get it, at all. I’m pretty sure if you’re fake you’ll end up with many more haters. That’s just my theory but still! Yes, Jenna is very beautiful and any girl would feel ugly near her but still you can totally tell she’s fake! I guess I’m just pissed Emery chose to be with Jenna because I know he can do much better. 

*

I knock on Emery’s door and wait for an answer. After getting nothing, I walk in to only find Emery listening to music and typing on his computer. I crutch over to him and take out his earbuds, Emery doesn’t even flinch. 

“Can we talk, please?” I question. Emery doesn’t answer but only puts back his earbud in his ear. I sigh and take it back out. “why are you even with Jenna, Emery? I know you can do much better,” I blurt out. I move back when Emery moves his computer, takes out his other earbud, and stands up. 

“Why don’t you see that I like you, Cedes?! Isn’t it pretty obvious? I like you and have only liked you! You, Cedes! Not Cara and definitely not Jenna! The only reason why I agreed to come here was because of you! I could’ve stayed at my grandmas for God’s sake! But no I chose here to be closer to you! To make everything right again! I wanted to make everything better and right! I wanted to make up for everything I did to you! God damn it why is it so hard for you to see it! And I know I’m being selfish because you have a perfect boyfriend. A boyfriend who cares and loves you. And I? I know you think I can’t do anything like that and I hate it! Because Cedes I can love you just as much and care for you just as much. You just have to give me the chance but I know I can never get that chance. I know I keep fucking up over and over again. Exactly why I never wanted you to come with me to Nevada, I didn’t want you knowing my friends, my past, nothing because I was careless then! That isn’t who I am. That’s who my friends are but not me, Cedes. I’m still that stupid 9 year old but this time you aren’t going to be the one who takes care of me and stands up for me because now I will take care of you and defend you and stand up for you, fight off those bad boys, Cedes. I’m that guy! That guy who will do anything for you because I care so much about you! There wasn’t a time that I never thought of you. After…..after the letter I knew everything was done. I knew everything was done and that’s where I wish I didn’t give up!” Emery sighs and rest his hands on his hips and I’m just standing there, shocked. I mean what was I suppose to say? Okay? No, this was serious. Emery was serious. He likes me and has always have. How could I not see this? Oh my God… “I know Noah and you love each other and I have no chance so I have no idea why I just said all that. I love you Cedes, I’ve fallen head over heels for you but don’t worry, I’ll be out of your hair soon enough,” Emery sighs then walks past me and shuts his door. I crutch over to his bed and sit there, paralyzed. 

When did my life become so effed up? I had two guys fighting for me and one is the right one and I can’t even decided who the hell its suppose to be! Everything is so….. Mixed up and wrong. Just wrong. Emery isn’t suppose to like me! Maybe, that’s the problem. Maybe one of the guys aren’t suppose to be with me…. Why can’t my life be simple and normal? Not so complicated. 

It feels like I landed myself in a Nicholas Sparks book….

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