Chapter 3 : Emily

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"So your telling me that you Emily, saw a really hot, sexy man last night that also happened to buy all of your photos, touched you and you had a reaction that you never felt before?" Kelly say more as a question instead of a statement. I nodded in agreement. "Then you see him again in class and he hands you the check, but when he does that you saw that he was hard?" I nod again feeling my cheeks heat up. "First off that feeling was attraction. Second I saw that day, you weren't even showing anything off."

"Right it is so weird. I don't know what I did that turned him on so much." I said sitting down on the couch next to Kelly. "Then when he handed me the check he looked at my chest. I was so uncomfortable. I wanted to die." 

I didn't know why I was acting like it was the worse thing that ever happened to me. When I saw he was hard while handing me the check, I swear I was blushing. If he saw he didn't say anything, but oh my gosh. I was so close to reaching out and touching it. I know that sounds so stupid but it was in my face. I knew that he was very muscular just from seeing him from a far. When he got within a 5 foot from me he took up the whole space. I could not breath correctly around him. I really hope he couldn't tell. 

"Em, I know you don't like going out but, here me out, Me and Avery are going to a party and we really want you to go." Kelly says looking at me with eyes full of hope. I don't know why they ask me to go with them every time they go out, my answer doesn't change. Maybe they ask thinking it will change one day, which is very very doubtful. They could also ask all the time to let me know that they are not leaving me and that they care. Either way I don't think I would ever go. 

"Umm Kelly you know I don't party." I say looking at my phone which is now ringing. "One sec," I say standing and walking to the kitchen. 

"Hello." 

"Emily, I need you to come home right away. Your brothers are going crazy and your father is coming home drunk every night." I roll my eyes at the not so surprising news my stepmother told me. 

"I told you this already I am not going to help you with this stuff. This is your problem not mine." 

"Stop being a selfish bitch and help me take care of this mess. You this all started happening when you left. I you weren't so selfish then I wouldn't have to deal with it." This made me so  mad. I hated it when my step mom dumped all of her shit onto me. It makes me feel guilty about leaving. 

My mom died when I was 10 years old. She died at the time I need her the most. I don't blame her though. My dad was always an ass to her. He would come home drunk every night and take out his frustrations on my mom. It was never physical though, but the manipulation and emotional abuse was to much for her. She used to tell me that she wanted to leave, btu she couldn't. We had nowhere to go, her parents new my dad was a horrible person and didn't talk to my mom after they got married. After she died my dads drinking became worse and he started bringing girls home every night. It was almost like her forgot about her. That is when he meet my step mom, Cheryl. 

She was young when they met. I was in 8th grade when he proposed to her. She had just graduated high school. Yeah. High school. I was at the age where I was really influential age and Cheryl tried to become friends with me, and she wanted to take me shopping every weekend. She would buy me clothes that were way to inappropriate for me to be wearing at that age. 

I once came home after staying at my friends house and caught Cheryl with my next door neighbor. She begged for days for me not to tell my dad. I was 14 and scared, I didn't know what to do. I never told my dad and it was my biggest regret.

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Usually when Avery and Kelly go out I stay home and study or work on editing pictures, but today I needed to blow off a lot a steam. After the long and excruciating conversation with my step mom, and the long ass lecture from Kelly about how I need to set boundaries and that I can't get stuck in their business anymore, I couldn't breath in my dorm. 

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