All We've Ever Wanted. (A Toby McDonough & Before You Exit Fan Fiction - Part 2) ON HOLD

Chapter 12: "I Just Need A Break."

Please guys... I'm so sorry and there's no excuse, but I've been going through a lot lately and I've been super, super busy with the end of summer, volleyball and school starting back up! I will try really hard to update more for you guys (and I mean it this time). I'm going to try to fit it in at some point everyday! Hopefully you're all still here. I promise you, THERE WILL BE MORE CONSISTENT UPDATES!!Your comments really keep me going and I recognize every single one of you! Love you guys so much💕 Finally... Enjoy😘

*Emily's POV*

When we got into the car, there was only silence. He began pulling out of the driveway. "Toby-" "Emily, I don't wanna talk right now." "But-" He slammed on the brakes. "Emily, please!" I looked down at my hands folded in my lap and stayed quiet. The whole ride home was dead silent. Before I knew it, he pulled in my driveway. I didn't say anything as I walked out of the car. Just before I shut it, he said "Emily?"

"Yeah?" "I think I'm going to visit my cousins in Cleveland with the family. I just need a break. I need to get away." I felt tears come in my eyes. He had mentioned the trip to me before, but he told me he didn't wanna go because he didn't want to be away from me anymore than he had to before we had to leave for Notre Dame and things got really crazy. I shook my head. I nodded and walked towards the door. "That's it," he started to say as he began to get out of the car, too, "you're just gonna nod?" I shrugged. "Em, I know, I was gonna stay here with you but we have the whole rest of summer. We're fine." "No, I get it. Maybe that's what we need, too. A break." I jogged towards the door. He followed right after me and grabbed my shoulders to turn me around. I was crying.

"Em, it's just for a week. It's not a big deal." "This isn't about the fucking trip Toby! Look around you! Remember? Your best friend said he was in love with me and then as I'm already feeling like absolute shit about it, you yelled at me. Then, you say you needed a break and to just get away? What about me Toby? You don't think I need a break!?But I can't just drop everything and go! That's what you don't get." He didn't say anything. "Go! Just fucking go! It doesn't matter to me anymore! I get it. I get how it's too much. I get how you need to get away from me because it's everyday! I'm just here EVERYDAY and it's a lot...," I started to calm down and just cry again, "so just go."

I turned around as I continued in the house. He didn't stop me because I was right and I knew that. I didn't cry anymore, I didn't think about it, I just went upstairs and slept the entire day. I was tired. Exhausted really. Both physically and emotionally. I woke up about 11:30 that night and that's when it all hit me. And yes, I finally started to cry. I threw a hoodie on and went outside in the mild rain and began to walk. I didn't know where to, I just started walking.

*Riley's POV*

I walked into the kitchen to throw away crumbled up pieces of notebook paper that were filled with bad song ideas, from Toby and I both. We'd been sitting in the living room watching Netflix and trying to write some stuff to take Emily off of his mind. I glanced out the kitchen window to see if the rain had slowed down. It had. Then, all of a sudden, I saw Emily walk by in a black hoodie. She looked angry and sad just by the way she walked. "Toby," I said heading towards the door, "I'll be right back."

"Emily!" I started walking towards her. She was already 4 houses away from me. She didn't turn around. "Emily!" I yelled again as I jogged, getting closer. She still didn't stop. "Emily," I yelled again, running this time, finally catching up to her. Then I grabbed her and pulled her into a hug. She started bawling into my chest as she punched it. I just held her tight and let her. Then she repeatedly started yelling 'it's not fair, it's not fair' into my chest in-between cries. I stroked the back of her head. "Shh... Emily... Emily, it's gonna be okay." The same thing happened for about 10 minutes until she finally started to calm down. We sat down in Mrs. Brown's grass and started talking, picking green strands every few seconds.