Reminiscing

Late Night Conversations Pt.I

Candice POV~

All day I had replayed Audrey's words in my head. I knew that I needed to talk to Emerald, because it was kind of obvious that she wasn't going to be the one addressing the matter.

Emerald and Ivette were nowhere to be seen. I hadn't catched a glimpse of them ever since I arrived from work. Then again, it was a little past eight, they could have went out for dinner or something. Soon Ivette was dropped off at her doorstep and we practiced her dancing routine for a few hours. She was exhausted by the end of it. Betty then helped her with a shower and tucked her into bed early.

I bumped into Betty earlier. I asked if she knew where Emerald was, she only shrugged and said she wouldn't worry if she were me.

I wasn't sure about many things nowadays, but I knew for a fact that Betty had begun to dislike me. The reason was completely unknown to me. I hadn't done anything to her. At least not that I was aware of. But this only fueled my desire to move out as soon as possible. I didn't want to cause any trouble. Especially not with Emerald's best friend.

It was now well past twelve at night and I was still in the living room waiting for Emerald to show up. If she was even planning on coming home today.

I flipped through the channels trying to look for anything that was worthy of my attention. It was such a waste of time. Sitting on the couch like the loner that I truly was, waiting up for someone that may or may not arrive.

My mind then drifted towards Emerald.

Where was she? Was she working? What happened to her in the short time span since our visit at the water park?

I felt my eyes beginning to droop and I debated whether I should continue waiting for Emerald or not. There was a possibility she wouldn't come home today. I knew her job kept her away for days even weeks at times.

Just as I was debating on heading off to my room though, I heard the soft click that came from the door, indicating that it had been unlocked.

Holy sh-t! I thought.

Emerald was here.

Suddenly I began to feel extremely nervous. My heart felt as if it were lodged in my throat. Not to mention the fact that I felt like I was suffering a bad case of tachycardia. My heart beat erratically against my chest in anticipation of seeing Emerald. I was even feeling a bit nauseous.

What was happening to me?

Why was I feeling all of these emotions? Why was I getting so worked up over the fact that I would see Emerald?

I always saw her during the morning and afternoons. Yet I never experienced all of this unwanted turmoil of emotions. So why was I suddenly becoming a hot mess?

Before I could fight myself internally for answers to all these questions, Emerald appeared.

Like I had evoked her goddamned presence.

I gulped.

"Hey." Emerald spoke softly. "What are you doing up at this hour?"

Her brows were furrowed with confusion. And I couldn't help but think how adorable she looked. I quickly took in her appearance. Tight fitting jeans, hoodie and hightop tennis shoes.

So she wasn't at work, I thought.

I also thought about how amazing she looked in such a simple attire. I had never seen her out of her expensive dresses, designer skirts and Louboutin heels. Her otherwise perfectly done hair was messily pulled up into a bun on the top of her head. Her lips were looking so tempting but the distance between us was just too much.

"I-I was waiting for you." I cleared my throat.

"Really? What for?" She asked as she casually leaned against the wall.

I couldn't help but notice how she was keeping her distance. Did I have the right to feel hurt by this? Why was she acting so indifferent towards me?

"I wanted to talk about what happened –"

"Really Candice?" Emerald interrupted me suddenly. "Last time I checked you called me a mistake and we were nothing."

My mouth was literally hanging open in complete disbelief. Had Emerald seriously interrupted me this rudely or was I just imagining this?

"Sh-t, I'm so sorry." Emerald covered her face.

"It's okay. We can talk some other day. I just wanted to tell you that I will be moving out by the end of this week. I won't bother you for any longer." I quickly turned off the TV and brushed past her as I headed to my room.

Her hand clasped around my wrist as I walked past her.

"No. Let's talk." She simply said.

I looked at her incredulously. Was she being serious right now? She had completely brushed me off a few seconds ago and now she wanted to talk? Honestly I was still feeling hurt by the way she called me out before I even finished speaking.

"Please don't look at me like that." Emerald pleaded.

"How?" I muttered angrily.

"Like I hurt you."

Her deep blue eyes locked with mine and I couldn't tear my gaze away. Again, my nervousness began to build up. Only this time I had a justifiable reason. We were only a few steps away from each other and her gaze was now on my lips. I unconsciously bit my lower lip and Emerald's tongue moistened her luscious lips.

Just do it already, I tried communicating with her telepathically.

She instantly let go of my wrist and took a step back. Obviously my brain had sent out the wrong telepathic message or Emerald didn't take the signal properly.

Or she actually didn't want to kiss you.

I tried pushing back my hurt feelings as I listened to Emerald speaking.

"Please come with me." Emerald voiced out. "I want to take you somewhere we can talk."  

"I–"

Her finger reached out and shushed me.

"You actually don't have a say in this. You're coming."

I wanted to hate that sly smirk that appeared on her face. I also wanted to smack her hand away from my mouth but instead they made me feel a mixture of emotions within me. You know, the type that makes you want to run away with someone at nearly midnight, the type that makes you want to kiss that someone and the type that makes you hope that someone desires the same thing as you.

So without arguing it any further, I followed Emerald out of her apartment.

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