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Emily's POV

"we need to talk"
She says announcing her appearance, making everything I just said, was going to say about her and I breaking up completely complicated.

I didn't like the term we. There wasn't a we.

"no. We? There is no we, Talia" I made that clear from when I left her ass. She lets out a slight hysterical laugh before wiping the corner of her lip.

"But there's a you and Alison, right?"

My eyes widen, she did not just— not here. Not now. "Alison? Whose Alison?" Shay asks being nosy as always.

Talia looks at my mother and then to Shay, "oh... she hasn't told you yet? Has she?" Talia smirked.

I wish I could slap the smirk off of her face right now. "Tell us what? Talia... what's going on? Why is emily saying you guys broke up and called off the engagement? Are you guys in some type of fight?" My mother asks.

I sigh in annoyance.

"Something like that, Ms. Fields" she says faking a smile. Was she delusional?

Something like what? No we aren't in a fight. There is no we. We broke up almost a month ago, especially after she tried to rape me.

So why is she here? Why now?
What for? I could not talk to her with eyes watching, and ears listening to me.

I turned back to my mother and Shay, "I'll be back"

I tell them before walking towards the front door, causing her to follow behind me. I shut the door behind us standing on the front porch making sure to keep a distance from her ass.

She stares at me in silence, causing me to say something. "W-how are... how did you know I was here? Are you following me?" I asked seriously.

"You may not care to remember the time we spent together but I do. Which means I also remember when your sisters birthday is and when we were supposed to come down, and you are a day late" she says sounding creepy.

I rolled my eyes.

"You said you wanted to talk. Isn't that what you came here for?" I asked her.

"Your upset? Your fucking girlfriend kidnapped me and held me against my will, and you didn't do anything about it" she raises her voice.

Well what did she want me to do? Call the cops? Find the key to let her escape? She obviously didn't give a shit about me, so why should I.

"She isn't my girlfriend"

"Right. Because I was.. oh wait, I was more than that... I was your fiancé, and yet I still wasn't enough for you, was I?" She asked in a low tone.

"This narrative you have to make me seem like the bad guy is bullshit and you know it. It's already enough I hate myself for cheating on you but what we're not going to do is act like your innocent... because we both did shit" I let her know seriously.

Does she not know how much I've been thinking about me hurting her, by being with Alison. Does she not realize I'm doubting whether I should regret it or not?

"I know... and that's why I'm here to make up for it, okay. Because I want to fix us"

"A-are you not understanding what's happening right now, Ty? There is nothing left to fix and even if there was I wouldn't want it the, okay. What's not clicking?!?" I raise my voice in frustration.

"Apparently, your brain. I know once before I wasn't giving up on you and I meant it" she says approaching me.

I cautiously backed away keeping distance between us, also causing her to stop in her footsteps.

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