The next week went by excruciatingly slow, and the fact that I didn't have a lot of work to do didn't do anything to help matters. I hadn't spoken to Emily since our time together on Sunday night, although she had tried to get in contact with me on numerous occasions. A part of me felt bad for not acknowledging her, but I knew that it would be best to have time to myself in order to think about everything. The only problem was that thinking about what had happened made me more confused. I was currently sitting in the living room watching TV – much like I had been doing everyday for the past week – when I heard the front door opening and closing, then a pair of footsteps. I turned my head to see who it was to find Kamari walking towards me. "Do you not know how to knock or ring a doorbell?" I asked annoyed. Kamari didn't respond to my remark, but instead walked into the room casually as though I hadn't said anything and made herself at home next to me on the couch. "So where have you been? I haven't heard from you in a week."
"I've been here just hanging out," I replied. She eyed me suspiciously, then spoke again. "You've been here 'hanging out' all week? Is that why your mom told me you weren't here whenever I checked in?" I gulped guiltily, and looked away. "What's going on Tori?" Kamari questioned. I kept my gaze trained on the adjacent wall before turning to Kamari and telling her everything that had went down. She looked even more concerned than she had when she walked in after I had finished speaking.
She didn't say anything for awhile – seemingly lost in thought. "I'm going to ask you something and I want you to be honest with me."
"Okay, so after listening to everything you just said I can't help but think that..." Kamari trailed off. I looked at her pointedly while waiting for her to continue. "Do you still have feelings for her?" she asked.
"What do you mean?"
"Really Tori? You know what I mean. Are you still in love with Emily?" Her question caught me completely off guard, but I was able to compose myself before replying. "No Kamari. I'm not in love with Emily. I hadn't seen her in five years before a week and a half ago remember? Feelings go away Mari, and my feelings for her went away a long time ago." Kamari had a smirk on her face, but seemed to accept my answer. Or so I thought. "Whatever you say kid. You keep telling yourself that. Just know I'll be here for you while you're on the road to realizing that you just blatantly lied to me – and yourself." Rolling my eyes, I ignored her comment and turned my attention back to the television.
As the hours went on with me not saying anything and continuing to keep my gaze on the TV screen, Kamari eventually left saying she had somewhere to be, leaving me alone in the house once more. My mind wandered back to what Kamari had said earlier in the day, which then led me to start thinking about Emily. Picking up my phone, I went through the plethora of texts she had sent me since Sunday night.
E: Tori, I'm sorry. Please let me explain?
E: I know you probably don't want to talk to me, but I hate feeling like you're mad at me.
E: Tori L
E: I'm sorry okay?
I read the rest of the texts she had sent me, but didn't reply, stuffing my phone in my pocket. Sighing, I went up to my room, picked up my notebook and sat down on my bed. Flipping through the pages, I stopped when I stumbled across a song I had written a while back. Scanning over the words, I immediately felt a huge rush of emotions wash over me. My mind wandered back to the day that I wrote it and tears sprung to my eyes at the thought.
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Treasure (Tori Kelly) - ON HOLDFanfiction
Tori works as a well known record producer, but feels as though her life isn't as fulfilling as she would like it to be. She thinks she's missing something - or someone. While her work life and personal life make her happy, it's her love life - or '...