Love Hate (on the run)

Chapter 1- Jess

"I can't take this anymore James!!!!" I yell tears on the verge of falling

"What! What can't you take anymore?!?!" He yells back angrily.

"THIS!!! This constant yelling and fighting!!!!!" I yell almost stomping as I walk down the hall way.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" he yells as I grab my coat from the hall closet.

"I need to clear my head!!" I yell turning to walk out the door. He grabs my arm.

"YOU ARE STAYING HERE AMY!!!" he yells slapping me. Then he pauses realizing what he said and did. A single tear rolls down my cheek. "Jessie... I-I didn't mean-"

"No James," I say cutting him off "I think you did." And with that I yank my arm out of his grasp and run out the door. I begin walking to one of my closest friend's house. Tears are freefalling now but I force myself to stop crying I hate crying. It reminds me I have a heart that has been broken. It is raining hard and I am soaked but I continue walking. Just thinking about what he said, and what he did and how many months I wasted on him, and how I have a perfectly good car back at the flat but I decided to walk? I had a lot on my mind I guess. Anyway I walk a good thirty minutes to get to her house, normally it takes me 15 but I was walking really slow and took a wrong turn.

I am wet, cold and devastated when I get to her house. I ring the doorbell and the porch lights come on. Emma is standing there in her PJ's and a blanket.

"Jess, It's three in the morning. What do you want?" She asks sleepily and a bit

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry." I say because it is seriously 3 am.

"What's wrong?" She asks waking up a bit. "Come in, come in."

I walk in and she wraps a towel around me.

"I-I'm s-sorry." I say my teeth chattering.

"No-no, no-no. You go take a shower, dry off, get warm, come back here, tell me why you are sad, eat some ice cream, and then you can be sorry for coming so early." She says handing me some towels and ushering me into the downstairs bathroom.

I take a shower not letting any tears fall. The water is warm and is almost burning my skin. I turn it off and dry off with a towel. There are clothes sitting on the counter next to the sink. There is a pair of Emma's purple PJ pants with lazier kitties on them, her brother's One Direction concert shirt from when we went to their Take Me Home tour concert, and made him get one for himself, one Christmas sock and one Halloween sock, a pair of clean underwear and a bra with monkeys on it. I get changed and walk out into the living room.

"Your clothes are in the dryer." Emma says walking over with some ice cream. "Come come" she says walking past me, setting the ice cream on a tray by the sofa. "Sit sit."

I sit down and her dog Pepper comes and curls up on my lap. I begin to slowly pet her.

"Hey, listen I'm sorry for-"I start but she cuts me off.

"No no. Tell me what happened, and then apologize for coming over so early." She says sitting down next to me. I turn to face her and Pepper jumps off my lap and lays beside me as I hug my knees, leaning against the back of the sofa.

"James and I got in a fight." I say she nods telling me to keep going. "So I came here. I'm really sorry."

"No no. Don't be sorry. Why did you guys get in a fight and what did he say, do, etc..." She says taking a bite of ice cream.

"I knew he had been cheating on me but he would never tell and he was always... ugh! I don't know we were just always fighting. Every time I would do something he always had to undo and redo it because it was not done right, and I mean I would have been fine with that but then he would go through and make me feel like a little kid because he would go over every little detail." I say taking a breath as a tear threatens to fall.

"Go on."

"We were just constantly fighting and I was constantly being lied to, causing me to lie to him. And I mean I moved out of my parent's place to get away from that. I just don't want more lies and more hurt because I always feel like it makes me lie more and hurt more people and I can't be that person, I don't want to be that person who had no emotions or never shows them but that's who I am and it makes me really mad because I lie to people because I don't want to hurt them and I hurt them because I lie to them and it makes me a hypocrite and I hate being a hypocrite because it is unfair for me to judge others because I am not judging myself the same way. But in a way I am because I am so hard on myself and I know I am bagging on other people and being really rued and you have your own problems but I feel I can talk to you. And I am rambling on, and on, but I need to do this and it I hate this feeling because I am hurt by everyone, and most of the time they don't even mean it. but tonight when he slapped me and called me Amy I just broke down. And he really hurt me but I don't know how to show it." I ramble then I start to cry. She takes me in her arms and hugs me tight rocking me slightly.

"Sh.. sh... I know it hurts and you are such a strong girl for trying to work things out. And I am so proud of you for telling me." She says still hugging me. "This is how you show it. You cry to your best friend." I sit up and she puts her hands on my shoulders. "Listen to me, you are not a hypocrite okay, you have been hurt and you don't know how else to respond. You were raised with lies and judging so you were never taught how to show people what you were really feeling. You are way too harsh on yourself and you need to stop it. I do have my own problems but that's not important right now. You listen to me talk about myself and my problems and that's what I do for you. You can tell me anything and everything. You are sweet and wonderful and loyal, and I am so proud you got yourself out of there. You deserve to be treated so much better and you deserve to find your prince. I know you don't believe in that fairy tale stuff, but you will find your prince. Ok? You are a wonderful girl and I hate to see you hurt but I am always here for you." She takes me in her arms again and we sit there for a few moments. Me crying and her humming to me.  "You know what they say?" Emma asks quietly.

"What?" I whisper

"Someday your prince will come. Mine? He took a detour, got lost and is too stubborn to ask for directions." I gwaff out an awkward laugh. Emma is smiling and we just giggle inth dark.

After a while I feel better so I sit up and dry my eyes.

"Thanks M." I say whipping the tears from my face.

"No problem anytime." She says wiping some tears off of her face.

"It's almost five we should go to bed don't you think?" I ask

"Yea I think so. Do you want anything before we go to bed?"

"Maybe some water please."

"Coming right up." She says standing up, grabbing the ice cream and getting me some water. "Here you are."

"Thanks." I say taking the water. We both walk up stairs and after a quick bathroom break we go to bed.