I Was Made For You

6.

"i'm always going to choose you"

Emma's POV

I turned around and walked into the kitchen. I grabbed a wine glass that Amber and I had gone out and bought. I took some white wine out of the fridge and poured myself a glass. I know, I'm a freshman in college and I'm not supposed to be drinking, sue me. You would drink too if you were dealing with this.

"You drink now?" Justin asked as he walked into the kitchen, sitting at the counter on a stool.

"I've always drank." I replied taking another sip.

"No you haven't." he replied, pouring himself a glass. Well then.

"Yeah, well now's a time to pretend right?" I said sarcastically and gave a fake smile.

"I didn't know you drink now either" I said motioning towards his glass.

"Now's a time to pretend right?" he said, mimicking me.

"Why" I asked,

"Why what" he replied, putting his glass down and looking at me.

"Why now. Why are you coming back now." I asked,

"Because I made a mistake." he whispered, running his finger along the rim of the glass. I didn't say anything, I just took little sips of my wine.

"Are you doing better?" he asked.

"No" I took a sip, "No I'm not." I replied setting my glass down. He didn't say anything. I finished my glass and put it into the sink before walking into my room and closing my door behind me. I didn't know what to say to Justin anymore. I'm trying to put my life back together and get over him, and he comes back and demolishes everything I tried to do.

Justin's POV

This is definitely not what I expected. Emma is worse than I thought. She's not the same Emma I know. This version of Emma isn't the Emma I fell in love with. She's hurting, and it hurts me to know that I'm influencing that pain she has. She doesn't look the same. The sparkle in her eye isn't there anymore, under her eyes are dark, looking like she hasn't slept in weeks, she just looks weak, helpless. She's broken.

I had no idea she came to see me. And that she had to see Lindsay hanging on me just kills me. She was in the wrong place at the wrong time. But she couldn't do anything about it. I shouldn't have ever let Lindsay try to replace Emma. That's not fair to her. I messed up, I know. I'd give anything and everything to see Emma happy again, to hear her laugh, see her smile, anything.

"Are you doing better?" I asked. I don't even know why I asked that, I know the answer already.

"No" she paused taking a sip of her wine. "No I'm not." she finished. I honestly didn't know what to say. She finished her glass and put it in the sink before walking into her room and shutting her door behind her. Well at least she didn't slam it. It's a good thing tomorrow is Saturday and we don't have class and I don't have basketball practice, because I can guarantee you, I won't be able to sleep one second tonight, and I doubt Emma will either.

I put my glass in the sink and walked down the hall to my new room. I put my pajama pants on and that was it. I walked into the bathroom to brush my teeth when something caught my eye. A razor blade. I picked it up and started at it, before throwing it into the trash. I looked through out the whole bathroom for any other blades. I found a few and I took them into my room and hid them, as long as I'm here, Emma won't be able to cut.

I walked into my room and got into my bed. Emma's room is across the hall from mine, and I could hear her quietly crying. Hearing her cry made me let out a few tears as well. It hurts. It hurts to see the girl you love crying and hurting herself because of something you did. It breaks my heart. I'm going to try my hardest to get her back, to help her get better. But with Emma, you can't push her or force her to do anything. She has to do it on her own, and I know she can.