Emma

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Emma wakes up with a jerk of panic as she forgets where she was.

"What the? Where am I?"

She looks down and sees her sister's ex cuddled up beside her and she wants to scream but she doesn't.

She can't remember what exactly happened last night but she remembers one thing that happened months ago.

"I'll die soon, Maria. I have a brain tumor."

A drop of tear falls on Chase's cheek.

She feels scared for him. A quick feel of sympathy flows in her tears.

Chase blinks his eyes open and cuddles with her.

"Are you okay?", She asks him with a tiny voice.

"What do you mean?", he asks in that deep morning voice.

A shiver runs down her spine hearing his morning voice. How deep.

She sinks in his arms and he wraps them around her tightly.

"I mean, you look paler than usual and have dark circles around your eyes. Do you feel fine?", She asks closing her eyes and feeling his warmth, listening to his heartbeat.

"We had Mexican food and talked all night, yeah I feel awesome." He laughs a humorless laugh.

Emma groans. "Chase, I'm being serious. How are you?"

"To be honest, it's exhausting and energy depriving. Sometimes the pain increases to a level that I start screaming and eventually pass out on the sofa. The medicine is doing no good. What is left of me is my hair and money. But money can't buy everything even love or health."

She was speechless but glad that she could offer him happiness even if it was only for half of the night.

"Thank you, Sky."

She looks up at him and smiles sweetly.

"You're always welcome, Chase Brown."

"Ah, the full name. Wish we could have more time together, Maria. Uh I mean, Emma Knight.

She smiles.

"Me too. Thanks for the time." She says and went out.

The guard smiles and says, "Told you, you'd get laid by the boss."

She narrowed her eyes. "I didn't see the boss, and I didn't get laid."

He turns around and unties his arms saying, "But I did. You were on his lap, kissing him. Still don't remember?"

Emma gaped. "Chase owns this club!?"

"Yes, he does. Have a great day, honey."

She flashes him an awkward smile and walks out.

The dude owns a club. How fancy!

She unlocks her car and gets in. Where to go? She thinks as she drives down the road.

Emily is gonna be so pissed off, she thinks before pulling over at a bridge and steps out of the car.

Emma takes a breather and enjoys the scenery in front of her. How beautiful it is! The bird flew south in a group. They are migrating, she thinks as she stands on the rail and then on the other.

Her heart starts to beat rapidly as the cold air hits her cruelly, giving her goosebumps.

Just a jump and everything ends peacefully.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

Says a familiar voice from behind and she loses balance in scare.

"Woah!", She panics.

"Easy, I got you."

Emma steps down and takes in a deep breath, shifting her gaze to the person holding her hands.

"Calvin?"

His eyes widen in recognition and turn her around. "Sky?"

She blinks.

"What are you doing here?", She asks taking her hands away from him and buries them in her pocket.

He frowns. "I should ask you that first. What are you doing here? God, I can't even recognize you anymore."

"I-- uh", she stutters trying to make up a believable lie but fails utterly.

"I was just traveling."

Way to go, loser.

He scoffs. "Sky you never changed, did you? Such a bad liar. I saw your sister on the way and she told me that your Snapchat locates you at Chase's club."

Emma opens her mouth and closes it again making her appear like she's retarded. "You, uh- how did you know I was here?"

He buries his hands in his jacket's pocket just like she did and smiles. "I didn't. I came by the club and checked for you but you weren't there, just your phone."

I forgot the phone. Idiot!

He pulls out his right hand and digs into his pants pocket and took out her black leather cased phone.

Ways to spend your money.

She quickly grabs it and puts it in her pocket while he continues.

"What I can't get over is that you have a picture of you and the blonde dude who happens to be Parker's cousin as the lock screen."

She gasps and gapes. "You are telling me that Ethan is 'The' Parker's cousin?"

"You heard me right."

She shakes her head and frowns. "You tried to unlock my phone!?"

"You gave me permission!", he says throwing his hands in the air defensively.

"That permission expired a long time ago Calvin! But that doesn't answer my question. How did you find me here?"

"I was as much as surprised as you were!"

"Yeah, you are right. You were", she spits, sarcasm dripping from her words.

"I was driving to my mum's and saw you standing on the rail of the bridge. I thought you were a damsel in distress. Somehow from the back view, I mistook you for some Russian girl who was out of her mind."

She raises a brow. "Why would you think of me as a Russian?"

"Who in the world is so tall like that?"

She shrugs.

"You have changed a lot, Cupcake in features, I mean. While you were mine, you were brunette, and here is the blondie who you mentioned as Ethan, and with him, you were a redhead. Now, you are an icy blonde. Who are you with now?"

She is taken aback and presses her lips into a straight line and says, "Excuse me!? That is a very inappropriate thing to say and so none of your business."

"You are my business!"

"Were! Fuck off, Crackhead, and thanks for saving my life. Don't even think about hooking up with me because of this."

She runs and jumps in her car and drives away as he lights a cigarette.

She pulls her brake and exhales deeply.

What the fuck did I just see? Did he light a goddamn cigarette?

He knows how much I hate it when he smokes.

This only means one thing.

He is not leaving me alone until he fucks up with my life.

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