"Em, your cars waiting outside," Aubrey said to me, she was my dads assistance. Katherine absolutely hates her, apparently Katherine and dad had a huge fight over it and they haven't talked to each other in a week. That's how my dad rolls, if something bad happens he ignores it, pushes it down, it's easier to ignore the truth then face it. After all the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I didn't like Aubrey one bit, so Katherine and I
have something in common after all. When she arrived she thought dad and I were together so she treated me horribly, death stares and everything, until I told the bitch."Emerald, to you," she looked shocked. She was about to reply when my dad walked in. He placed a kiss on my forehead and gave me a smile. I always wondered if he ever missed her or if it was only me who even noticed her absence, I gave him a half hearted smile.
"Em, I'm going out of town for a bit, but Dave, Clair, Jamie and the rest of my staff will be here and Alice is right next door," of course. He's going to leave right before school starts right before I need him. Aubrey had a smug look on her face as if she knew I needed him at this time of my life. "Where the pills Aubrey?" that one really set me off, I heard a laugh behind me. She was trying to hold back her laughter when I turned around about to throw a punch, when my dad caught my arm. How dare they. How dare she. How dare I. Aubrey gathered what was left of her dignity and left. It was less than a year ago can't he get over it? I held back tears as I turned to him.
"I have to go," I said annoyed at the adults who I would have guessed were children, with their childish behavior. I walked out the door at to the black car waiting for me. I jumped in to meet the eyes of Nick, Nick Hill
"Nick," I let out a sigh of relief and gave him a hug. He hugged me back tighter then ever. I smelled in his alluring scent, I pulled away from the hug and looked into his beautiful brown eyes. I hadn't seen him all week, due to over protective, clingy girlfriend who apparently needs a week with only her and Nick.
"I thought you were only done with Barbie until tomorrow, " I said the jealousy dripping from my words, I hate her, I hate her smile, I hate her personality, I hate her whole existence. She's a fake bitch, she's clingy, jealous and she won't let me and Nick hang out anymore. I used to be okay with their relationship until she told him all sorts of stories, more like rumors to him from my old school, and being the pushover and new boy he just believed her and I had had to deal with it.
"Em, be nice," he had a slight smile on his face, because deep down he knew it was true. Be nice ha, does he even know who I am. I can't remember the last time I was nice. Nick and I have always been close. I love him, I really don't know what I would do without him.
"Nice isn't in my vocabulary anymore," he let out a sigh, and ran a hand through his hair, which he did when he was nervous. Sometimes I feel as though he looks down at me, well everyone looks down at me, literally, I'm five foot three, but he gives me pity which isn't what I need.
"So how's your holiday been?"
"Nice I guess, I spent it with my best friend. It's only this week that we were apart you do know that right?" I let out a laugh. This boy was really something, I don't know how I would live without him. Oh wait I wouldn't even be here without him.
The car ride was cut short after we arrived. I got out with Nick and walked into the fancy building, it had a great view and I love how calm it is here, you would often find me here with a good book and the stunning view to keep me company. I walked into my psychologists room, while Nick waited for me outside. I greeted her with a fake smile, and she let me sit and locked the door.
"Hello, Em" she was a middle aged women, with round glasses and bright eyeshadow, it look as though some five year old did her makeup. I often came over and looked after little Delilah, she's the cutest thing ever and probably the closest thing I have to family.
"Hey Alice, how you?" I asked. I was quiet fond of her. She has two children and is divorced, she moved to California three years ago when her and her husband Markus spilt, her oldest son stayed behind . He's about my age, she always talks about setting us up. He's absolutely gorgeous from the pictures I've seen, but dating isn't on my to do list right now and he lives in England. It's quit strange because sometimes she's the one who talks and I listen, then it's the opposite way around. She always gushes about how I'm such a good physiologist even better than her sometimes.
"Good I guess, Harry just arrived from England yesterday, things are going great. Delilah and Harry are so close, and Harry and I have really broken that tension in the air. I can't explain it, it feels as though we're a family again, but nothing about me, how's the nightmares?"
"Better, I still see the look in her eyes," it flashed through my brain again. I let a tear slip but caught it with my thumb. Soon I was sobbing, cradling my body on the floor. It's too much, why did I have to go to that stupid party? why did I not talk to her? why didn't I give her some of my time? Why do I still feel like this it's been five years. Sometimes I feel as though Alice's the only one I can talk to anymore, more so now that I'm going back to my old school tomorrow. Alice came over and held me in her arms, while I cried and cried. After a while of silence except for a few sobs a little ringer went off.
"The sessions over, but I can take my break if you want to come over for coffee?"
"Thank you so much I'd love that." I gave her a hug and she told me to wait a few seconds outside. I grabbed my phone one the way out, as I was looking through my newsfeed I found a new message from Nick.
Nick- hey Em, sorry I had to leave :( Ally has a small problem, but I'll see you tomorrow at your new school, now you can see how I felt last year:) <3
Emerald- the no brain cell problem? yes, and I wouldn't call it a small one unless we're talking about the size of her head <3 see you.
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Chasing Emerald /h.s
Fanfiction"Depression isn't always at 3am, sometimes it hits you at 3pm when you're with friends and you're half way through a laugh and suddenly stop."