This is a Hardin x Tessa fan fiction, although focuses mostly on their daughter Emery Scott.
Finished writing: March 25, 2021.
Posting schedule: Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday.
It is written in first person, present tense, and has many point of vi...
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COLE.
"Here" I say calmly, handing Emery her drink. I'm still a little pissed about what I found below the driver's seat, and I'm honestly kind of nervous to even drive now. What if I get pulled over and a cop searches my car? I'll never find a job in New York if that happens... not that I've been looking.
Back in New Hampshire, I worked my ass off 24/7 just so I didn't have to go home. My dad might not have been drinking, but he still wouldn't turn down a fight with mom. 'You never even look at me anymore!' My mother would scream and he'd just shout back insults.
It's better now that we are in New York, but I'm not so sure if ignoring each other most of the time is an improvement. I have thousands of dollars saved up since I didn't have anything to really buy myself.
Now, I'm using my savings to stay in this hotel with Emery. I was saving up for any expenses I'd need for college, but this is more important. At least for right now. I'll have to start looking around for jobs soon though and I'd hate if that single bottle of rum got me in trouble.
"Thanks." She mutters, fiddling with the bright red straw before sticking it in her mouth. She licks her lips afterwards and looks back at her mom who also has some water that I bought for her. I know, the hospital probably has plenty of water for her, but I wanted to be nice. It's the thought that counts, right?
I've probably overstayed my welcome in this hospital room. This is a place for Emery and her mother to talk, and not some place I can sit and listen in. However, I do not want to go back outside where Mr. Scott is, looking down at his phone while his calf is lifted onto his knee in a scary way. Maybe they won't mind me hanging around in here. My hands are in my pockets and my eyes are wondering as if I'm thinking of my own things.
That is until Mrs. Scott speaks up, "so Cole, what was it like in New Hampshire."
I shrug my shoulder nonchalantly, "it was cool. The weather was a little too cold for my liking, but it's pretty cold here too, I guess." I pause, trying to think up more to tell her.
Before I can think of anything she speaks up, "oh yeah, that sounds terrible. Wait until winter time, it sucks." She rolls her eyes and I can finally see the resemblance Emery and her mother share. "Do you have any colleges in mind?"
I try to hold back my shock. No one ever asks me that, surprisingly. I mean, there are some seventeen year olds who are going to college as we speak! It seems fitting to ask a seventeen year old what college they dream to attend, but I've never been asked that. Now, that doesn't mean I haven't thought about it. I've thought about it a lot actually. As I've said, I've been saving up. "Back in New Hampshire I wanted to come to New York and go to NYU, but now that we've moved here I'd like to get further away from the parents—" I stop myself, realizing that doesn't sound too good... I try to redirect it. "Just because it would be my first time living on my own and I'd like the full experience." I look down to see Emery staring at me as if she is looking at a stranger and I tilt my head at her.
