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Chapter 29

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Ricky's POV

I walk to the elevator and pressed the button. My hands were clammy as I shove them in my pockets. I could feel my heart pound against my ribcage. I was doing this purely for one person and one person only: Autumn. I wasn't doing this for Emmi, I was doing this so I can see Autumn.

But deep down inside I knew I was lying to myself. I did want to see Autumn and see if she was alright, but at the same time I wanted to see Emmi. I couldn't gain the courage to face her. It hurts to see her face, because all I would want to do is kiss her. I broke up with her a few days ago, and it stings to hear her voice. She sounded fine when she picked up the phone. It took me a whole lot not to sound broken.

I missed her, a lot. But I can't stay with someone who doesn't feel the same way I do them.

I was about to walk into the elevator when someone ran into me. "Oh shit..sorry", the person said, sniffling. I got a better look at who it was. "Emmi?"

The girl looks up and it was, indeed, Emmi. Her eyes are puffy and her cheeks stained with tears. She sniffed a few times. "Ricky", she hiccuped. I was unable to say any other words when she suddenly wraps her arms around me and starts sobbing. I did nothing but pat her back.

"T-th-this fucking s-sucks", she blubbers onto my shirt.

I pull her away from her hug and walk over to the couch that just so happens to be near the elevators.

"Emmi are you okay? What just happened?" I was just on the phone with her and there was no way that she was crying on the phone with me. If so, she was pretty damn good at hiding it.

"S-sh-shit happened", she hiccuped angrily. Her tiny hand was in a fist. I smiled. She was cute when she was mad.

"Explain?" I said. She took a deep breath.

"Autumn was fed bullshit from Caspar. Caspar told her that he did everything that Connor did and made Connor the 'bad guy'. What an asshole! I thought the Sam drama was bad and annoying but this...this... Is pure fuckery", she said, venom dripping in her voice towards the end.

I gaped. Not just for what she told me, but the amount of cuss words that she had inserted in her explanation.

I totally forgot about the Sam dilemma. I don't think Sam knows about what happened to Autumn. I bit my lower lip, debating on if I should tell him when I get home.

I answered. "So Autumn has no memory of Connor whatsoever?" Emmi shook her head sadly. Her shoulders dropped as her head hung low. "This is like high school all over again...." She muttered.

That peaked my interest.

"What do you mean?" I ask tentatively. I'm not really sure if this was a touchy subject, so better being cautious than too confident.