I'll Give My All To You (COMPLETE)

NINE

I know this is late, and I'm so sorry! I hope you all enjoy!  This one's twice as long to make it up to you!  Lots of love!

"What's wrong?" Emma asked, pulling me into a hug as tears fell down my face. The girl's bathroom was covered in graffiti and half of the stall doors were ripped off. 

"Nothing," I lie. She pulls my face up so our eyes meet. 

"Gina?" She asks, looking deeply into my eyes, trying to figure out why I pulled her out of class for this. 

"I can't let go of Daniel," I finally exhale. She backs away and looks to the floor. 

I shake my head. "Oh," she whispers, sounding like a kicked puppy. "I understand," she says, looking up to meet my brown eyes. I shake my head at her. 

"That's not it though," I say, stepping towards her and grabbing her arm. "I still love you!" I exclaim. 

"I love you too," Emma says, her eyes turn glassy and tears are on the brink of her eyes. 

"But," I bite my lip. "I love him too." She winces. "I know, it's bad. But you have to understand-" I begin. She cuts me off before I can explain. 

"Understand what? That he lied to the whole school, telling them that you guys had slept together? That he disrespected you? That he was only there for you to show you off to his  friends? What is there to understand Regina? I loved you first!" she shouts. Tears slip down her cheeks as she blinks rapidly. I look up at her, seeing nothing but pain. 

I step forward, pressing our lips together. Our second kiss. Her eyes open, only to close again. My lips part, asking for her to continue. But she doesn't. Instead, she pulls away. My eyebrows pinch together. "Em?" I ask. 

She shakes her head. "I gotta go," she whispers, making her way to the door. 

"Em!" I shout, tears falling down my cheeks.  But she doesn't stop. The door clicks, and the blonde once again, leaves me. 

*****

After school I didn't say a word to my mother. I had run up to my room and began to cry, completely avoiding everyone. My phone dings. Once. Twice. Then another. I pick up the small device and look at the lit up screen.

Emma: Don't be mad

I roll my eyes. 

Emma: I know I shouldn't have run out on you

That's for sure. 

Emma: I was just really irritated

Me: You have every right to be irritated. But that doesn't mean that you should have walked out on me

Emma quickly writes back. 

Emma: Okay. Imagine. You're sitting in 1st hour, your learning about John Adams, and the girl your sneaking around with texts you, saying that she needs you. Can you picture that?

I read over every word, trying to take in what she's meaning.

Me: I can picture that, but I don't get your point...

Emma: When you enter the restroom, after three minutes of screaming about how you have to pee, she's  sitting there in a corner, crying her eyes out. Got it?

I type away at the digital keyboard as I wipe my eye.

Me: Yeah. 

Emma: When you try to hold her, and give her all your love, guess what she says?