Forbidden Love

Two types of kisses

Emily's POV

Lindsey being here...I don't know how I feel about it. 

I feel like I'm in some awkward limbo stage, unsure of what to do or how to act, how much I can be myself.

I know it shouldn't be this difficult, because I want to trust her again, I want to open up to her and make a relationship work, but I'm nervous I'll get hurt again...

She's definitely trying that's for sure, being respectful of my feelings and wanting time.

Kelley doesn't seem to like her anymore than before. I don't know how she hasn't killed her yet. I try to not let them be alone in the same room together.

I pulled her aside earlier, or more like yanked her into my room, when she was walking down the hallway.

She gives me a confused look and asks if everything is okay.

"No, everything is not okay Kell. I am trying here with Lindsey, I'm trying to move on and be happy, trying to make whatever our relationship is work. I'm trying to forgive her, why can't you?"

She sighs and runs a hand through her hair, frustrated. "Because Em, I just can't forgive her for what she did to you. I don't trust her to not hurt you again when she has a horrible track record. I just feel like this might be a mistake."

"If it is then I'll deal with the consequences later. Right now, I really want this to work, but I really need your support in this."

Her eyes soften and her demeanor changes. "I just- I care about ya you know? So I might be a little overprotective but it's only because I want what's best for you. If you think that Lindsey is that, then I'll try to forgive her."

I wrap her in a hug, pulling her tight. "Thank you," I mumble as I feel Kell tighten her grip around me.

Since our talk, Kelley has been less cold, but it's only been half a day.

She's trying to balance giving me space to make my own decisions while also being that protective big sister. 

Later that night, Kelley came into my room before going to bed and we talked for a while. 

She asked how I was doing with Lindsey being here and how I felt about what she said. Obviously I told her everything. I can't keep anything from her if I tried.

We talked for almost an hour before my eyes started to fade and she insisted that I go to sleep, even though I insisted I was awake enough to keep talking. 

I don't remember falling asleep but I woke up with a blanket tucked in around me and smile. 

Even when I'm sleeping, Kelley looks out for me. 

I quickly change out of my UVA sleep shirt and into regular clothes, so really a pair of black leggings and a grey shirt, both Nike of course. I pause when I catch my reflection in the mirror above the dresser. 

My eyes don't look as tired as they did yesterday and my cheeks have some more color in them. I put my hair in front of my shoulders, but then decide to just put it up in a ponytail frustrated when the blonde locks won't cooperate. 

"It's just Lindsey." 

I take a deep breath before walking out of my room and into the kitchen to find Kelley leaning against the counter with a coffee mug in her hand.

"Morning." I can hear the sleepiness in her voice when she greets me.

I look over into the living room and find a sleeping Lindsey.