Aaron frowned at the two girls that sat in his living room, watching with confused eyes as they continued to move farther away from one another. His new friend was practically sitting on the arm of his couch while Jennifer stayed right in the middle, her blue eyes taking peeks at the older girl almost every ten seconds to see if she would look her way.
For the past week and a half the brunette girl had tried her best to stay away from the younger teen, not wanting to get into a conversation with her so-called friend, feeling that if she were to there would be another insult thrown her way.
Jennifer had tried at least twenty times to try and apologize to her friend, wanting to explain to her that what she said wasn't ever supposed to leave her mouth, that it was never her intention to say that to the French girl because that was the farthest thing from her mind.
But Emily always found a reason to ignore her.
Aaron sighed before closing his textbooks, looking to the two girls who he had finally had gotten the attention of. "Ok, what's going on?"
Emily's brows furrowed. "What do you mean? I thought we were studying."
"Why aren't you two talking?"
At that, the brunette kept her mouth closed, her dark eyes flickering back to the page she had opened in her textbook.
Jennifer bit nervously into her pink bottom lip, looking to her friend that had taken a seat on the floor, facing them from the other side of the coffee table. "I said something that I didn't mean to say, and she's upset with what I said."
"I have the right to be upset."
The blond almost flinched at the tone, and she nodded her head, her blue eyes glancing over to the stiff figure on the other side of the couch. "Yes you do."
Aaron looked to his friend from middle school. "What did you say to her?"
Emily quickly looked up from her book and shook her head, not wanting the brunette boy to get mad at Jennifer for something that had happened over a week ago. "It was nothing worth getting worked up over, ok? Just drop it please."
Aaron shook his head as softly as he could, catching the other brunette's eyes. "If it's not worth getting worked up over then why aren't you two talking?"
The sixteen year old girl's eyes immediately shot back over to the French girl at her side, watching as she almost began to break under the heaviness that the subject held. Waiting until Aaron moved out of the room to give them some privacy, Jennifer turned fully to face her friend. "Emily, do you think we can talk now?"
Emily wanted nothing more than to speak with the younger girl, but she knew she couldn't forgive her that easily for what she had spit out at her. "You can speak," she whispered carefully, her eyes glued to the textbook.
Jennifer felt her eyes sting, hating that her friend was ignoring her. "Emily, I'm sorry." Her voice was barely above a whisper. "I know that I can't just take back what I said with a simple apology, but please just listen to me for a minute." Getting no response, the blond inched forward. "Em please."
Cursing herself for loving that nickname just roll off the blonde's lips, the upset girl found herself slowly looking up from her lap, turning gently to face her friend. "Ok, go."
"I didn't mean to say that to you. I never wanted to throw something so disgusting out at you ever, and definitely not when we were talking about some new relationship you were getting into. You're new to all of this, we both are, and I'm so sorry for questioning you the way I did." Her shoulders lazily raised as she searched for the next word. "I was just nervous."
Emily frowned slightly, wanting to lean forward and brush the tears away that threatened to spill from the younger girl's deep eyes. "Nervous of what?"
Jennifer felt a lump form in her throat. "We were growing so close over the past few weeks and I really liked that, but then you met Sage and all of a sudden you're not there anymore. You come home with such a big smile on your face and it sucks that I missed what caused that for you."
The brunette sucked her bottom lip between her teeth, her head shaking as guilt poured over her. "Jennifer I don't want you to feel left out." Meeting her friend's eyes, she shrugged. "But it felt good to be getting that kind of attention. To be told how pretty I am and how amazing I am without her wanting anything back," she whispered, her voice almost leaving her. She reached out slowly, her fingers almost touching the Christian girl's. "I hadn't felt that from someone, besides your parents," she laughed, "since Demitri. And I liked it; I tried to soak up every ounce because I felt like I needed it."
Jennifer let out a small cry before throwing her arms around the older girl, letting the textbook drop from her friend's lap so she could wrap her arms tight around her waist. "I'm sorry Em."
Emily shook her head, pressing a small kiss to the pale girl's cheek. "It's ok, you don't have to apologize. You were upset," she nodded. "I get it." Leaning back she let out a small giggle, wiping both of their tears away. "You good?"
"I'm good," she smiled.
The older girl let her tongue sweep across her front teeth before shaking her head, looking into Jennifer's crystal eyes with a small smile. "Well if you want, I'm not busy tomorrow night." She gave a tiny shrug. "Sage is going to dinner with her family, and I was just gonna catch up on some homework."
Jennifer slowly nodded, confusion growing inside of her at the odd look she saw in the brunette's features. "Ok?"
Emily laughed nervously, rubbing her hands down her jean-clad thighs. "Well the other night our little lesson got cut kind of short." She felt her breath start to leave her, her mouth going dry. "If you want, we can try to get that done tomorrow night." Her dark eyes connected intimately with the younger girl's, watching as her pupils seemed to dilate. "Is that ok?"