Stuck between two bad boys

ONE MONTH LATER.

The cold wind and fresh aura made me smile. I stood beside James watching his jet. Apparently, he was getting ready to leave and I didn’t know how to feel about it.

It was just the two of us standing there and there was silence. I wish I could hear everything he was thinking of. I felt the sensation and I knew more than ever that I was going to miss James.

His lips formed a small smile like he heard what I was thinking and I just twitched my lips. I needed to enjoy the moment because it may be the last time I’d see him. I also knew his ailment had given him a short period of time to live and I really felt bad.

I had no idea why I was feeling all those emotions at that point. There was this strong urge to hug him and just remain in his hugs. I remembered how welcoming and warm his arms were but I stopped myself. I didn’t have to be overly emotional.

I was trying hard not to think about James dying but I couldn’t help it and before I knew it, a sob escaped my mouth. Tears welled in my eyes and I just couldn’t help it.

“Emily,” he said the moment he saw me whimper and try to wipe my tears away. “What’s wrong baby? Come here.”

I moved closer and his muscled arms wrapped around me. I sobbed in his arms and he just kept brushing my hair gently. “Its fine, baby.”

I had no idea what to say but I wanted to thank him for the moments. I wanted to tell him how grateful I was that he settled the case and had the child service away. I barely knew what was going on but I wished I was told earlier.

“Thank you- thank you James.”

“Common baby, it’s fine. I’ll do everything I can to protect you. You should know that.”

I gave a nod and pulled from his hug. A small smile crept on my lips but tears followed. I couldn’t stop being emotional, I was so sensitive. I wanted to hug him again, longer than the last hug but I stooped myself.

I didn’t want to be all touchy and –

My thoughts were trailed off when he pulled me into another hug. Why the hell did it feel like he could hear my thoughts? I allowed him hug me and just held him.

“Listen Emily, you can always come to visit me.” He paused. “Before I die of course.”

The word had more affects on me when he was saying it. I didn’t know how it felt expecting death, he sounded so scared and at the same time hopeful. It was like he was trying to live his best days knowing worst days would come and I just wanted to be part of it.

If being around him was going to make up for the days I thought he was a jerk then I was going to do it. He deserved to be happy too, everyone did.

“I’ll come- before you die and ill always call you.”

It felt crazy saying that. He always said he was going to die and I never felt bad about it. I usually told him to die already and he should go to hell but I just wanted him to stay alive.

The words felt heavier than ever and I just wiped the tears that welled in my eyes. “Don’t cry Emily, Don’t cry.”

I kept saying that, trying to calm my nerves and stop the tears. The hug broke and I smiled at him.

“Thank you for not sending me to jail, you had all the power to.”

He was right, I had all the power to send him to jail but I couldn’t. “I just couldn’t -” I tried explaining. I glanced up at him. “I love Devin.”

His eyes lightened up and he smiled. “No boyfriends yet.”

I rolled my eyes at his reminder, I heard that phrase and I was tired if the damn reminder.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“I’m serious Emily. No boyfriends till you’re 18. I have my eyes on Devin.”

“But Dad-” the words fell out of my mouth but I didn’t regret it.

“I’m kidding.”

Such a relief, I was getting dizzy from hearing such reminders on a daily basis.

“I want you to be yourself okay? If you love Devin then that’s alright. Be yourself around him and try not to make mistakes. You’re very young Emily and I wouldn’t hesitate to whoop his ass if he ever hurts you.”

“Yes sir!”

“Doesn’t change the fact that you can’t have a boyfriend yet.” He smiled at me and I returned his smile. I was enjoying talking to him and washed it wouldn’t end.

Our little conversation was interrupted when Dad and Mom walked in with a puppy. I had no idea who the puppy was for till they motioned it to James.

“Here,” Mom said. “Take care of him and Emily will take over whenever she comes to visit you.”

I had no idea the dog was for me, I have always wanted one but we couldn’t afford its sadly.

“Oh woah,” he laughed. “I’m allergic to dogs.”

A frown fell on my face, he was allergic to dogs?

“I’m so allergic to you,” I replied, sneezing. Everyone laughed including James.

“But holy shit. He’s so beautiful,” I said touching his fur. “I love dogs.”

“Then we can you get you as many as you need.”

“That would be so lovely, I can’t stand humans so dogs would be a better option.”

“Really?” Dad asked laughing.

In one of our father-daughter conversations, I told him I couldn’t stand humans and how they irked me. It was because of the queen bees though, in was bullied that day and when I got home, I told Dad humans suck. He then asked what I could stand and I said I had no idea yet.

Good thing I know now. I could stand dogs, they were so beautiful and little. I gave a smile and my heart felt pumped.

“It’s time to leave!”

We all turned in the direction of the voice and James gave a nod. It was time to leave. I hugged him again and told him I was going to call him. “I’ll be looking forward to all your calls, Emily.”

“Take good care of yourself,” Mom chirped.

“And get enough rest,” Dad added, wrapping his hands around Mom.

He took the puppy from Mom and gave me a wide smile. It felt good to see, I didn’t want the moment to end.

But it should, and it will.