Her second life

Chapter 3

Amalia was watching a show when someone knocked on the door. It was 3am but she knew Emma's parents were on their way back so she figured they had just forgotten their keys. "Emma! Your parents are back!" She yelled down the hallways, knowing Emma hadn't gone to bed yet. Emma came running and ran by her to open the door as Amalia got up and followed. Both girls froze when the open door showed them a police officer.

The only thing Emma heard that night was, "I'm sorry but your parents were in a crash." Everything after that was blurred out as she sank to the ground. Amalia spoke to the officer for a minute then closed the door and fell to her knees to hug Emma as they both cried.

When she processed the news that her parents were dead she was crushed. She was sad and mad at the world. Those were the only two emotions she could feel anymore. But as the days grew shorter and colder she grew in her depression. She pushed everyone away. The only thing she ever did anymore was sit by the window staring out and watching the people as the winter changed to spring and spring to summer until one day when there was a knock at her door. "Come in." Slowly the door opened.

Emma waited for the sound of the door shutting because usually it was just Amalia coming to bring her food. What she saw shocked her. It was Emily. The two girls hadn't seen each other since they were fourteen and Emma started shutting Emily out so Emily stopped coming.

" Emily wh-what are you doing here?"

"I came to see you. I know it's been hard for you-." Emma cut her off, "No you don't." "What?"

"You don't know how hard it's been Emily, you didn't lose your parents. I'm so sick of everyone saying they understand and they're sorry and that I should give them a call. It's all the same."

"Emma, I'm sorry it's taken me so long to come." Emily said, "Why did it?" Emma asked as she continued to stare out the window. "You pushed me away, I didn't know what to do." When Emma didn't say anything Emily continued, "I missed you so much and I want to be friends again."

"no'' Emma whispered. "What?"

"I said no. You should've come. I was 13. I had my world turned upside down by magic and you didn't try. Then when my parents died you couldn't even text me."

"Emma, I tried! I was just really busy!"

"You were busy?" Emma laughed. "Right, too busy to come see your best friend after her parents died. I thought we were close Emily, I thought you were a good friend but I was wrong."

Emily looked like she had been slapped. Emma could see the hurt in her eyes but she didn't care.

After a few minutes of awkward silence Emma sighed, "How's your mom?" She asked. "Um She- she's fine she misses you though." She stuttered.

Percy had been her only other friend; he had raven black hair, sea-green eyes, was muscular and tall. He was a great sword fighter and he had a lot of scars, some from his abusive step- father, Gabe and a lot that he wouldn't tell her about. She figured the mysterious ones had something to do with the camp he went to during the summer. They had grown apart as Emma started shutting people out but he always came back during the school year.

"You know Emily, I thought you would be the first one here once you found out my parents died," At that Emily looked up.

"But you weren't. You wanna know who it was?" Emily nodded, "Percy. He knew I was hurting, he knew I needed someone to talk to, and he knew I had shut him out but he didnt care. He forced me to let him in. I thought you were my best friend but it turns out you weren't and aren't-" by now dozens of emotions had passed over Emily's face, confusion, shock, hurt, and right now it was regret.

"But I am!"

"No. You aren't." Both Emma and Emily had tears trailing down their cheeks, "I missed you so much and you never came. I know I pushed you away but I pushed percy away too and he still kept coming back."

At that moment the door opened and revealed Percy. As he stepped into the room he looked around at Emma's room. It had light blue walls with pictures of him and her, her and her parents and a few of her, Percy and Emily, with a bed with light purple sheets on the right wall, on the left wall was a white desk which you could tell she had had for years now, with a cork board on the wall above it, on the corkboard were even more pictures, on another wall there were a lot of shelves all full of books since she loved to read, on the same wall was a wooden door that led to a small closet, on the last wall was the window that overlooked the sidewalk she people watched on.

Then he saw the girls, he saw an angry Emma with tears slowly rolling down her cheeks as she glared at Emily, a shocked Emily also with tears rolling down her cheeks but much faster. He knew what had happened because he had listened from outside the door, trying to find the right time to come in. "Emily, you can leave now." Emma said.

As Emily walked out of the room Emma started sobbing. Percy sat down next to her, it hurt him to see her like this. She was like his little sister and the last time she cried this hard she cried for 2 days straight when her parents had died.

As he sat down he pulled her into him letting her sob into his chest. As she calmed down and the tears slowed she looked up at him. "That was hard." She said quietly. "I know Em and I'm proud of you for standing up for yourself." he answered, "are you okay?" Percy asked.

Emma thought for a minute as she leaned against him "Yea i'm just... I miss them so much and I thought she would understand." "I know Em. I know"

Emma eventually calmed down and they hung out talking, laughing, and joking around.

Percy was glad to see her smile but he could tell her laugh was forced, like she wanted him to believe she was having fun.

As they hung out Emma realized she needed to act like she was having fun. Eventually Percy had to go and she sat back down in the window. As she thought about what had happened she realized that she really did miss Emily and the days when they were so young and naive.

As she thought about it more she realized that in 3 weeks she turned 18 which meant she was legally on her own.