October 20th Lawrence POV
I didn’t know it was possible to completely ruin everything good in your life in one night. For one night, I had forgotten about all my problems, about everything, and I could imagine life as something better. She was something worth living for.
And what did I do? I gave in, I didn’t fight.
She was right. I was selfish. I’d always be selfish.
I searched my drawers for a paper and pen and after a moment, I found them, writing a quick three word note before I tucked it into my pocket. I took water and two pills for her. I stood outside the guest room door for a moment. I almost expected her to come out, thrashing out at me.
But she didn’t.
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I had called Rosalie to pick up Emma since I knew she wouldn’t want to stay here any longer. And a little while later, someone knocked on my door. Rosalie.
“Where’s Emma?” She asked.
“In the guest room.” I replied, deadpan. At her name, all emotion was wiped as my mind swirled around last night and this morning.
“Is she ok?” she prodded.
“No.” I said honestly. Talking to Rosalie was making me feel worse. I hoped Rosalie would check on Emma and make her feel better. Even though I was just dying to burst into her bathroom and just…do something. Apologize a million times, beg for a second chance, or just try and make her feel better.
But I couldn’t do anything.
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RomanceEmma is a normal fifteen year old girl with normal fifteen year old problems. She likes boys, she loves to dance, she wans to go to the parties, you know? She wants to be the popular girl. It's kinda hard when you can't talk.
