𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄(gxg)

Chapter 32

EMILY'S perspective

It's been a week and the pictures didn't stop coming. I stopped showing up to work all together so I wouldn't have to face the ridicule from my employees. I shut myself in because every time I went out I was met with a camera or a reporter judging me.

I felt sick to my stomach. The deepest, most vulnerable parts of my life were sent out to the public and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it. Erin, and whoever the fuck that Mr. Bryant guy is, are relentless.

The investors helping me with my move to New York backed out. They stated that they no longer wanted to support someone who uses drugs and claimed that it was a bad look for them and my company.

I was beginning to lose everything. Everything I worked my ass off for just because Erin was jealous.

I laid there glued to my bed, nothing was able to subside the feeling of regret and guilt I felt. Through everything Rose still didn't know Erin was responsible. After our talk I decided it was best if she didn't know that her once best friend was doing all of this just because she was still in love with her.

I didn't want her to feel like all of this was her fault. Life had brought her enough troubles and blaming this one on her wouldn't be fair. Besides, I got myself into this I need to get myself out. But I've had such a lack of energy I was mentally and emotionally tired from all of the shit I've had to deal with.

I turned off my phone permanently just so I could step away from all of the backlash. I was starting to lose money and clients. At some point I just stopped turning on the tv just so I didn't have to see more pictures of my face buried in white powder or doing something else completely unexplainable.

It was nearly eleven in the morning. Rose's arms hung over my waist and from behind I could hear her soft breathing in my ear. I hadn't gotten much sleep in awhile, though she helped by coming over every night and comforting me.

Images of Erin taunted me and I had to figure out a way to put this all to an end. My brain wouldn't rest until everything was back to the way it was.

"Go back to sleep baby." She grumbled whilst stirring to bring me closer.

I smiled and tilted me head over, "you know I can't..."

She lifted from the pillow and grabbed my hand, drawing small circles on the back of it. "The pictures?" I nodded to confirm her assumption. "We'll find who's putting them out there and things will go back to normal. Don't stress about it, you're beginning to get wrinkles." She chuckles.

I scoffed and rolled over to switch our positions, her body was now carved into mine as my arms covered her torso. "What if things don't go back to normal after this? What if everything I worked for is ruined because of my dumbass decisions?"

I didn't expect her to have an answer. Things were slowly slipping away from my control and eventually I'd lose it. My urge to drink became stronger everyday and I hated that Erin was the cause of it.

"You can do this, Emelia. You're strong and talented. Nobody can take that away from you. This is just a small hiccup and it'll blow over before you know it."

I appreciated her optimism but she didn't know the half of it. My life was crumbling and everything I've ever done was being exposed. "I just want it all to end. I don't know how much more I can take."

ROSE'S perspective

My heart hurt hearing Emelia break down over this. Such a strong woman was deteriorating over something so vile. She didn't deserve this and I wish I could do more to help.

Her arms tightened around me, "Rose can you promise me something?" She asked. Her voice was uneven and quiet, as if she were trying to hold back tears. I shook my head, nuzzling myself more into her.

"Please don't leave me. I know that's a lot of pressure to put on somebody but I need you. Just please...don't...leave."

Now she was crying, her face was pressed on mine and her tears fell onto my own cheeks. I thought it went without being said that I wasn't going to leave Emelia. I love her, I always have. But I could see she needed reassurance. All her life people were leaving her, the only thing that ever stayed was the drugs. No wonder she depended on them. But she didn't have to use anymore. She had me, I was going to be strong enough for the both of us and because I love her I was willing to do just that. "I promise."

Her shaking fingers gripped my cheeks and brought our lips together. I clung onto them, before I spoke. "Promise me something too..."

Her eyes opened after recovering from the heat of the kiss. I brushed any remaining tears away, "that you won't give up. No matter what you're not allowed to give up."

A smile broke out as she eagerly nodded her head, hurriedly bringing her lips back to mine.

I smiled into the kiss, never wanting it to end. I trailed my hands down her sides in which she reacted with a shiver. My hands found their way to her hair. Her naturally soft, almost black hair.

My lips migrated down to her neck. She let out a small whimpered when I hit her soft spot, nibbling and sucking on all her tender parts. Emelia leaned further into me, letting me embrace her body and all its glory.

It wasn't long before we were both naked, my face positioned between her thighs until she moaned my name and broke out into a shaking mess. She pulled me back up to her face, securing her arms around my neck and forcefully kissing me.

"God, I love you." She muttered.

I could only smile. "I love you too."