Emily I'm Sorry; Yellowjackets

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(Emily I'm Sorry)
ACT ONE — CHAPTER ONE

1996

"Emily, breakfast!" An older woman stood with her hands on her hips and her blonde hair pulled into a slicked-back bun, not a strand out of place.

Emily's mother always made an effort to look as put together and perfect as possible. The girl almost admired the woman's determination, even if it meant she was always on top of Emily to be just as perfect.

The teenager walked into the kitchen with a small smile, she stole a quick glance at the table hoping her father would have already left for work. Unfortunately, Emily wasn't so lucky.

Things had been awkward, to say the least, ever since he caught his precious daughter kissing another girl.

Emily knew he would find it to be...wrong.

That would be the entirely typical response of her overly religious father, luckily for her though his shame would prevent him from saying a word about all of this to her mother. At least until she was on that plane to nationals.

"Morning," Ash walked into the kitchen, offering the others a small smile.

"Actually Mom, I'm not that hungry." The blonde claimed, staring at the tasteless plate of eggs.

The woman frowned disapprovingly, "You have got to eat something, Emily."

The teenager sighed, pulling out the wooden chair, and plopping her backpack on the floor beside it. Emily silently ate a few bites of the scrambled eggs, and Ash took the seat beside her. Also choking down the eggs— the woman wasn't the best cook.

Emily's mother cleared her throat, "Emily, honey."

The blue-eyed girl looked up at the sound of her name, "I found this on the hallway floor, and figured the clasp must've come undone."

The dainty cross hung off a gold chain in her mother's hand, "Oh," the girl said quietly.

The thing was the clasp hadn't come undone.

When her father had caught her kissing the other girl, they got into a fight. The man claimed she was throwing away her faith, and she argued that he did the same when he cheated on her mother.

Ashley was only her half-sister by blood, despite the fact that Emily was closer with the other girl more than anyone else in the entire world.

Emily felt guilty about using her in the argument against their father, but it was far too late to go back on that.

During the same fight she had discarded the tiny gold cross necklace, it felt wrong to wear it around her neck. Proudly showing off all her beliefs, just didn't feel right after finally admitting to herself that she was different.

Emily still had a sense of belief in her faith, even if her— attractions didn't follow the rules.

"I've been looking for that everywhere," Emily faked a smile, gently lifting the necklace from her mother's hand, "Thanks."

Emily could feel her father's judgment from the other end of the table, as she reclasped the necklace around her neck, "Okay, I'm gonna go now. Jackie and Shauna should be here momentarily."