Someone's Got A Secret, But Couldn't Keep It

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Third P.O.V

"Oww, God dammit Peter!"

"It wouldn't hurt as much if you didn't move Em."

Emily sat in the little space in between Roman and Peter, or almost in the lap of Peter.

"Em?" Emily questioned Peter's nickname for her.

"Em is easier to say than Emily." Peter smiled at his cutesy little name for the pouty short girl.

"Or you're just really lazy at saying the rest of my- Ow shitin' hell!" Emily winced biting her lip as Peter dabbed more alcohol onto Emily's left eyebrow.

As Peter dressed Emily's wound, Roman spoke up. Emily knew that this couldn't be good.

"So, did you and my cousin have a pleasant lunch? Huh?"

Peter looked over to Roman, but watched as Emily's eyes widen in a way of saying 'ABORT MISSION! ABORT MISSION!'.

Peter smiled at the thought of him and Letha talking at lunch and how she was so thoughtful and kind. The way her blonde locks would flow in the wind as she was joking around with him earlier, was stuck in his head playing over and over.

"Nutrition! They don't call it lunch anymore." Peter replied starting to apply antibacterial cream to the cut.

"Roman! Hey!" Roman turned to look at Peter still looking slightly ticked off. "She pities me."

Roman pulled the clutch stick back, skimming Emily's leg. He brought his hand back to the wheel quickly when he touched Emily's leg. He didn't like the physical contact of any women unless it was sexual. It was just a pet peeve he had developed over the years from rejecting any possible romantic relationship. Any possibility of a relationship is a dangerous one. But Emily wasn't like that to him, she was just a friend. She could defiantly never become his type of one night stand or one time chases.

'Oh god if he missed the clutch that would've been my leg.' Emily thought as her face became flushed and shivered at the unwanted contact.

"Yeah, she's all heart." Roman had fire in his eyes, feeling jealous at the thought of his best friend and his closest family member, other than Shelley, being around each other.

Roman pulled up to the side of a small building. A building that a small apartment would sit on top of a small pawn shop. Peter was the first to step out of the vehicle to a side door that stood under a sign. 

'Psychic
Destiny
Couples Intimacy
Healing Services
Walk-Ins Welcome'

Emily admired the mural of the eclipsed sun and Galaxy as she made her way to the door.

"What are you staring at?" Roman asked walking beside her to the door.

Emily vowed her head at the art. "The mural. It reminds me of the one did back home in my basement. Took me a month to finish." She lightly scoffed holding open the door for Roman.

Peter led them up the stairs to where an old oak door stood closed to the buildings flat space.

"Just to warn you guys that Destiny can be a little bit all over the place but she means well."

"What do you mean by all over the place?" Emily spoke curiously.

"Oh she's just...." Peter moved his hands around to try and gesture something, "never mind you'll see."

"Shit now I'm scared." Emily mumbled under her breath to Roman who looked down at her with the same worried look she showed. Peter knocked on Destiny's door. He was anxious and nervous at how his two new friends would react to his rambunctious cousin.

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