Meeting The Bad Boy chapter 9

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"EMILY WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!" I said with anger.
"I just need to talk to you," Emily said calmly. I didn't want to tell her what happened today even know I was still in tears.
"I can't talk right now I'll call you later.How did you get in here anyway."
"Did you forget something? I'm your best friend." stated Emily. I didn't know what to say so I didn't say anything.
"You're right you can't talk. I'll see you later. Have fun with James." said Emily disappointedly as she stormed out of the room. Right after she said James I couldn't stop thinking about him. I didn't know what to do. Should I call him? Should I talk to him in person? I should call Emily. It went straight to voicemail. I tried calling her again no answer so I tried take a hot shower trying to get my mined off of James and Emily. During the shower I couldn't stop crying. I can't get my mind of anything my best friend hates me and my boyfriend doesn't care. After the shower I called Emily but she didn't answer so a left her a voicemail.
"Emily I really need to talk to you please answer my calls or come over again please." I said crying. After 10 minutes I heard my front door open it was my parents. I whipped my tears from my face and opened the door for them.
"Hi Mom hi Dad" I said running up the stairs.
"Hun your father and I are going l get something to eat. Will see you in an hour or two."
"okay mom love ya." After they left I texted James saying your an ass. I thought you were different. After the message I throw my phone on the floor and layer in my bed thoughtless. I heard a noise at the door and it was...

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