The Outcast

Chapter Ten

"Do you like your eggs scrambled or Sunnie Side up, over easy...?" I ask

"Uh scrambled is good." She smiles, I return it and turn away.

"What is going on here." I hear my dad's deep voice, I stop in my tracks and turn around slowly.

"Hi dad..." I look at my mom who is looking at Emily with Jaw opened then she looks back at me. "Hi mom...."

I was born and raised to be the smart obedient kid. Only because I didn't get busted...until now...we'll...I've been busted once or twice.

Emily P.O.V

"What is going on here?" I hear a deep stern voice behind me, I turn around on the stool my eyes wide as I only have my bra and underwear on. Oh shit.

"Hi Dad..." I look at Wyatt's mom who looks at me opened mouthed then looking back at him, "Hi mom..."

"What in the WORLD!?!" His mom shouts

"I uh..Mrs. McCoy a-and Mr. McCoy it's not at all what you thought happened."

"OUT!" Wyatt's mom shouts

"Mrs. McCoy would you just-"

"OUT!" I open my mouth but she cuts me off, "I want you of my house SLUT!"

My mouth closes...lost for words. My eyes fill with hot tears I stomp towards her, now close, "I'm not a slut. I'm a good friend of Wyatt's nothin' what you think. Maybe if you knew your Son a little more you would know that." I turn and walk away. Out the door. Not caring that I'm in my Bra and underwear only I slam the richies door.

Wyatt P.O.V

"Em!" I run around the counter and my dad stops me with his hand.

"I think you need a talking to Wyatt Dominic McCoy." furrow my brows at him.

"No. No we don't." I shrug his hand off my shoulder and brush past them. And head upstairs to get Em's clothes and go after her.

Emily's P.O.V

I speed walk down the street my black leather Combat boots in hand furiated more so at Wyatt because he didn't say anything when his mom said that.

I see a black Corvette coming my way pumping with loud music. It slows and a guy sticks his head out the window.
It's one of the guys that make fun of me every time I walk by them. The music volume goes down he cat calls me. "Damn! I want that cowgirl riden me!" He shouts.

"Oh shove it Carl!" I tell him flipping him off. "You WISH!" I hear his buddies laugh and I start to walk again. "Where your clothes? Did the pigs eat 'em?" He asks in a southern accent and he snorts a couple times.

I stop and turn around, "There up your ass and soon I'll put my steal boots up there too."

"God your hot." He pulls his head back in the car and the window rolls up. Then the Corvette rolls away.

I scoff turning back around and start walking again.

A few minutes go by and I hear my name, "Emily!"

"Ugh Wyatt." I start walking faster on the sidewalk.

"Em! Wait up!"

I speed my walking faster and step on a small rock. Pain serges through my whole foot as I take the weight off the foot resting my leg on the other and holding it. "OW! Dad gum it! Stupid rock." I pick it up and throw it hearing it jump down the paved road.

"You all right?" Wyatt asks out of breath

"I'm mighty fine thank you very much."

"I brought your clothes..." He crouches down and hands me my leather jacket, Shorts and white T-shirt.

I take them slowly, "Thanks mate." I get up and put my hand on his shoulder to steady me as I slip on my jean shorts, white shirt and black leather jacket. Remember? That whole lookin like a gangster look for Wyatt? Yeah..turns out it just makes me look like a slut. I sit on the grass to put my black combat boots on not wanting to step on any more of those god forsaken rock pebbles.

"Why thank you kind sir but I must get going." I smile putting my hand on his shoulder and using it to help me up.

I start walking away. "Wait Em." I ignore him. "Emily!" He puts his hand on my shoulder and turns me around.

"What do you want Wyatt?"

"I want to know why you mad at me."

"You want to know why I'm mad? I'm mad because you didn't have ANYTHING to say to your mother when she called me a slut...a true friend would've stood up for the other..I know I would've. See you in class tomorrow Wyatt." I turn away and start walking. I feel a tear run down my face, I quickly wipe it away and walk faster.

Before I knew it I was at the University. The whole time in between just a blur.

I shut the door of my Dorm room.
"Where the heck were you?" Carla asks.

"Hell."

"Oh how was it? Was the weather nice down there."

"It was a little hot." I plop on my bed face in my fluffy pillow.

"Em what really happened? You texted yesterday after your little date with Wyatt and said you had a blast."

"Yeah well that ended today. ---"I told her how I was in my bra and thongs and not putting any clothes on blah blah. "-Then is parents got home early because they weren't supposed to come back until Monday. So his parents got to see me half naked basically."

"Shit."

"Oh yeah and his mom called me a slut."

"She what now?! Oh let me at her I'll kick her ass. Did Wyatt say anything to that?"

"Nope."

"What did you say to her? Please say you roasted her."

"Oh I did. I got close to her and said, 'I'm not a slut. I'm a good friend of Wyatt's nothin' what you think. Maybe if you knew your Son a little more you would know that.' "

"Yes! You just sizzled her ASS!"

"Yeah I did,"