Reminiscing

Bitter

Emerald's POV---

I stormed inside my place and slammed the door behind me.

So this is what she does?

I was feeling enraged because now I had it in my head that Candice only plays people along when she needs it.

First, it was me. The time Nancy had started a brawl which resulted in her being thrown in jail. I mean yes, I had been the one to insist and convince her to allow me to help but it later resulted in us kissing and even more than just that.

Yesterday my mother decides to sabotage our evening and the first thing she does is call up Nancy.

She really could have called Audrey and left with her. But no, it was the ex that she decides to hit up. It's Nancy she decides to leave with the moment that sh-t goes down. Almost as if she's been longing to return to her and needed only but an excuse to finally do it.

Was it to feel a little less guilty?

Did she think that my mother's words were more than enough to have her completely blow me off and go to her ex-wife?

I clenched my jaw when thoughts of them surfaced in my mind.

I shook my head in an attempt to shake them out of my head entirely. The last thing I needed was images of the two making out.

Was I going to confront her about it?

I had momentarily forgotten that the whole reason for me seeing her was to apologize for the nights' events.

She should be the one apologizing!

I'm pretty sure that my mother's words were the last thing on Candice's mind right now.

"F-ck!" I angrily punched the door.

Right after doing that there were three soft knocks and I furiously pulled it open.

And there stood a startled Scarlett.

Have you ever been in such a rage that you just want to take it out on someone? Not physically, but in a way to get back at someone?

You know, doing something that you know would unsettle your significant other.

That's what I was feeling right now.

Looking at a stunned Scarlett who seemed more confused about why there had been a punch thrown at the door and then having it open in a way where it would come off its hinges.

I grabbed her hand and pulled her inside before closing the door with my leg. I pushed her against the wall and brought my face close to hers.

"What are you doing," she managed to gasp.

"You think I'm trying to do something?" I raised my eyebrow at her.

"You just pushed me against the wall and you're literally about an inch away from my face. Yes, I think you're trying something!" she rolled her eyes.

I know I really shouldn't. I should be the grown up in this situation and just wait to see how this plays out but having Scarlett here, against the wall and hearing her pant so close to my ear wasn't helping.

I placed my hand under her chin and slowly tilted her head back, which gave me more access to her neck. I brushed my nose against her shoulder and her collarbone, taking in her scent. This made her inhale sharply.

Her hands gripped my hair and that alone set off a lot of locked up memories that I had with her.

Memories that we shared before the cheating. Before Morgan and the crushed feeling of being left for someone, I had once considered family.

I grabbed Scarlett's elbows and slid the palms of my hands all the way to her wrists.

Her face turned red in embarrassment as she realized what I was doing. I slowly took her hands away from my hair and placed them on her sides.

"As angry as I am at Candice, I would never do anything with you again. I'm sorry for approaching you the way that I did. I wasn't thinking clearly and I needed a distraction." I sighed and faced the other direction, completely turning my back on her. "Why are you here?"

"Ivette forgot some of her things, she needs them."

Her voice was strained and she honestly sounded like she was out of breath. I only nodded and I barely saw her grab some things and rush out.

I sighed in exasperation.

What was I going to do about Candice?

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