Life's Too Short To Even Care At All

Chapter 7

“Not much, he just told me to mind my own business, and then we had a little argument and I left… nothing major,” Emily lied.

                “Did he hit you?” Jeff questioned. The look of pain on his face was almost unbearable, and she couldn’t help but lie again.

                “No.” Emily studied Jeff’s face, and had a feeling that he wasn’t convinced, but before he could continue the questioning, Nick arrived with a tray of hot chocolate.

                “Figured out what’s wrong yet?” Nick asked, placing the tray down on the table and taking a long sip from his drink.

                “She misses her grandparents,” Jeff covered, knowing full well that Emily rarely saw them. He grabbed the two untaken hot chocolates from the tray and passing one to Emily.

                “Don’t feel bad Em, you’ve got me and Jeffers,” Nick comforted hopping down on the bed next to her and turning on the TV. “Now dig in, I didn’t make three hot chocolates, and steal some of David’s muffins for nothing.”

The three relaxed and watched the TV for the rest of the morning. When Emily received a text from Sebastian, she didn’t even bother to read it, and simply stuffed it back in her pocket. Luckily, neither Nick nor Jeff noticed.

The film soon finished, and Emily jumped up from in between her two friends.

“Don’t leave!” Nick dramatically cried, dropping to his knees in front of her.

“Sorry Nicholas, but I am incredibly tired and you two need asleep as well,” Emily explained, pulling him up off the floor and giving him a hug. As she let go, she turned towards Jeff, who was waiting for her. She embraced him.

“I’ll see you later,” he spoke into her ear, before letting go. Emily walked out the door and headed for her car. Arriving home quicker than she thought she would, she got straight into bed and curled up into a small ball to keep herself warm. She longed for someone to be lie next to her; someone who would keep her warm and hold her close. She did not know who this was. It couldn’t have been Sebastian, because right now, she couldn’t have been as far away from him.

Emily was on the brink of being completely sleep, when her phone began to ring. Of course it was Sebastian, and yet again, she pressed reject. She was more scared yet angry at him than she had ever been, and even though she felt confident in ignoring him, she had a small feeling that she would crawl back to him sooner or later.

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When Emily returned home from school that Friday, she was greeted with another unwelcoming and drunken ‘hello’ from her mother, a bombardment of licks from Bella, and a hug from Jess. She started on her homework straight away, hoping it would distract her mind from other things. She seemed to finish her homework in next to no time, so she walked into Jess’s room and began to entertain her. Emily made up stories for her, she played games, and she even did Jess’s hair in a fancy braid. Jess fell asleep quickly, but not before demanding a good night hug and kiss. Emily complied gladly, before heading into her room and falling straight to sleep.

Emily was awoken the next morning by someone nudging her gently and saying her name softly. As she began to open her eyes, the stranger kissed her on the head gently and got into the bed next to her. She reached out for him desperately and snuggled into his chest before she realised what she was doing, and pulled away quickly, almost falling out of the bed.

Sebastian was lay next to her, in a plain t shirt and jeans. He looked very casual compared to his Dalton uniform, and his hair was not gelled down, but lay flat and slightly messy on his head. He had an expression on his face that Emily could not express in words, but she knew it was something between relief and amusement. Whatever it was, Emily didn’t like it.

“I’m sorry baby,” he spoke, reaching out to brush Emily’s cheek with his thumb. She flinched at his touch, but stayed still on the side of her bed, not daring to move or make a sound.

“I was a jerk okay… I need you.” Emily still did not reply. The image of Sebastian throwing the slushie into Blaine’s face flashed into her mind, but she knew he didn’t feel any regret for that.

“What about Blaine?” she spoke quietly. Sebastian looked down, and mumbled, “He has to have surgery.” Surgery. Sebastian, her boyfriend, had intentionally caused someone to have surgery. Emily’s fear washed away, and was replaced by anger as she looked at Sebastian in repulsion.

“Why did you do it?”

“I don’t know. I just felt really competitive… it wasn’t meant for him, it was meant for that Kurt Hummel” Sebastian said, looking back up and scowling as he said Kurt’s name. Like that makes it any better Emily thought.

“I regret what I did Em. To you and to Blaine. I was stupid and this week has been terrible without you. Please forgive me.” Sebastian shuffled closer to her and embraced her, which Emily had no choice to comply with, in fear of falling of the bed. She winced slightly as he hugged her tightly around the waist, where the bruises that had formed on Monday night were still paining her.

Sebastian noticed and moved away from her, but slid down so that he was in line with her chest. He lifted up the hem of her top, where he noticed the marks of his doing. He looked up at her lovingly, as if the marks were not made by him, before kissing her stomach gently. If he was trying to be romantic, it wasn’t working. Emily couldn’t help but feel disgusted as he continued to kiss up her stomach, along her arm, and up to her neck, eventually ending on her lips. They kissed for a few more minutes, before Emily plucked up the courage to pull away. Sebastian pulled her back possessively though, and continued kissing her, but she pulled away again, and Sebastian finally got the hint.

He nodded subtly and climbed out of the bed.

“Do you want to go get some coffee? Or to the movies? Anything you want,” he asked. “I’ll take you shopping.” Emily knew he was trying to buy her, so shook her head.

“Why not?” he asked, trying to stay calm.

“I’m really tired, I think I’m just going to go back to sleep,” Emily answered, faking a yawn. She hoped that he would give up and leave, but it was to no avail.

“I’ll stay with you then,” Sebastian answered, pulling off his t-shirt over his head and discarding it on the floor. Emily inwardly sighed. He pulled her into his chest and kissed her gently on the head. He quickly fell asleep, but Emily stayed awake, rigid in his arms. It wasn’t just the thought of Sebastian that was bothering her; it was a new thought that had just occurred in her mind. Had he met her mum? How else would he have gotten in? Why didn’t he ask about her? Or did he just let himself in? Maybe he even climbed along the roof like Jeff did. No, Sebastian wasn’t clever enough. Whatever way he got in, Emily would make sure not to bring it up; she definitely did not want to talk about her mum or Jeff.

“You shouldn’t have gone to see him,” Jeff warned, sitting her down onto his lap as he sat on the bed.

                “I had to, I – I just couldn’t believe he would do that… did you know about it?” Emily mumbled between sobs. Jeff shook his head, “No, I didn’t even know about the slushie. Nick did, but he only knew that it was a slushie, he didn’t know it was tampered, I had a word with him anyhow, I think he was just mad at Blaine leaving us for the New Directions.” Emily nodded along. There was a short period of silence before Jeff spoke.

                “What happened?”

                Emily didn’t know why, but she did something she rarely ever did. She did something that she tried not to do on a regular basis. She lied to Jeff.