Damon
"And the good girl is finally home" Tommie's voice startled Emy.
"Phew! What are you doing here?" Emy replied half tipsy.
"Waiting for you." he stated, not making an effort to hide the anger in his voice. "Where have you been?" he added.
"I went on a date." Emy replied with a proud grin.
Emy's face sent Tommie into hot waters but he tried to maintain a straight face. "It seemed like you had a great time." he commented.
"I did!" she giggled and sat on her bed while Tommie is lying on the other side.
"Bret is gay enough to get you drunk, huh?" he made another comment. Emy seems to be overjoyed and didn't even notice the sarcasm in his voice.
"I didn't went out with Bret, you silly!" she shot Tommie a look and grinned widely again then made her eyebrows go up and down, "I went out with, Damon!"
And that's all it takes to make Tommie destroy his calm facade. He suddenly went near to Emy and leveled his face to hers. He pushed his face closer to Emy's face. He could feel her breathe and he can obviously smell the alcohol from her mouth, nonetheless, he still wants to kiss her.
"I don't want you hanging out with Damon, mine." he said but it sounded more of a plead.
"He is my boyfriend." she replied.
Without another word, Tommie kissed Emy. It wasn't anymore a childish thing. It was a passionate kiss which he should have given only to her.
"You're mine." he said and caressed her cheek.
Emy let out a hiccup and stood up, "I'm sleepy, Tomilson. Go home."
It hurt him. At the very moment he was about to confess his feelings, he got rejected without even starting. "Take care and good night, mine." he kissed her forehead then left.
Emy got up early in the morning, too early to be specific. The truth is, she did not sleep at all. She wasn't drunk but she pretended to be and it led her to an unwanted event. Without anything to do, she got dress and went to school.
"Someone's up, early." a familiar voice greeted her as soon as she entered the classroom. He was leaning against the window.
"I couldn't sleep." she said with her shoulders down.
"You look sad." he commented.
"Damon, I'm not in the mood." she dismissed.
"Obviously." he replied and walked towards her and lifted her chin up. "Why are you crying?" he asked with a worried voice.
That's when Emy realized she was already crying. "He kissed me.."
"Who kissed you?" Damon asked, still the worry in his voice is there.
"T-Tommie kissed me.." she cried harder. The next thing she felt is Damon hugging her.
"Shhhh." he said and the broke the hug. He looked at Emy's face. He wiped her tears and also her lips. "Don't let him kiss you again, okay? I'm your boyfriend and if there's anyone who has the right to kiss you, it's me... okay?" he said gently and smiled at her.
All Emy could do is nod. She is in total confusion right now. Why of all time, why now? Why did Tommie did what he did?
She heard Damon let out a soft chuckle. "Why am I jealous?" he asked suddenly.
"I'm sorry." that's all Emy said. Damon's hug made her calm down and they enjoyed their moment until someone interrupted.
"Oh lala, you two.." Bret pointed the two of them, "are getting along too well.." then made his signature bitch pose.
