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Post by minnie_emily on Feb 27, 2013 8:53:13 GMT -5
Emmet's hand found her neck, caressing her cheek with his thumb as he gently let the kiss linger. Emotions and thoughts flooded Emily's head. She hadn't even known this man for 24 hours...and she felt womanized of sorts. She quickly pulled away. "Emmet, I...I'm sorry that's too fast for me. I..uh.." She panicked, not wanting to lose him. Realizing his forwardness he apologized, "I'm so sorry I shouldn't have done that..it's not like me to do those things...I just got caught up in the moment and I guess I was trying to be romantic in a way..." He said feeling suddenly ashamed. "It was romantic...the most romantic thing I've ever experienced...and I'll never forget that kiss...but the thing is...is that I haven't been on the dating scene....at least not as an adult...so this is new territory for me...completely. And, I like you...like...a lot. And because I like you, I'm gonna ask you to, for my benefit for now, slow it down a bit." She said taking his hand. "Okay...I just I'm sorry again I don't know what came over me." Emmet said shaking his head at his foolishness. "Emmet Cahill, you're such a worrywart now quit that. It was just a kiss..and I sure liked it...and I hope that someday there will be many more but for now I think we should stick to hand holding and such." She giggled. "Has anyone ever told you that your dimples are adorable when you smile?" Emmet said, looking a bit more relaxed. "You just did, so...yes." She laughed. "So, when you say you haven't done dating as an adult...what does that mean?" He looked sideways at her while they were walking. "Uhm, well Emmet to be totally honest with you...that's gonna be a long story...and I need to know you're prepared to hear it." Emily's voice got extremely serious and it slightly worried Emmet a tad. "Whatever the reason I'm sure I can deal with it." He said nervously. "Okay well can we go somewhere and talk...alone? Preferably inside?" She said still maintaining that she was cold. "Sure...I mean, we can go to my cabin and sit down...although I can't promise we'd remain uninterrupted I am sharing a space with Colm and Keith." He smiled. "Well, I'm in a room all by my lonesome, we can go there." "Lead the way m'lady." He said as he followed her down the stairs.
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Post by celticsweetheart on Feb 27, 2013 18:18:16 GMT -5
Awe this story is cute, Emmet is such a sweetheart. I have a story that I posted on Facebook in a group I belong to
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Post by celticbear on Feb 27, 2013 18:53:37 GMT -5
Awe! How sweet! Wonder what Emily is going to tell Emmet!
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Post by minnie_emily on Feb 28, 2013 7:59:56 GMT -5
As they stepped into Emily's cabin, she gently shut the door behind them. He sat down at the small table next to the wall. She sat down across the table from him and drew a slow deep breath. She'd never actually had a conversation like this before and she knew that the outcome was going to go one of two ways...and either way....it'd be hard.
***Warning...my next update will be a long one...and it will be kind of dark....but fear not!!! This story WILL be a happy one in the end.***
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Post by celticbear on Feb 28, 2013 14:12:22 GMT -5
Bring it on! Emmet needs to know what both the good and the bad about Emily!
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Post by minnie_emily on Feb 28, 2013 16:07:21 GMT -5
"Emmet, what I am about to share with you...I've never actually had to.......tell anybody so forgive me if I struggle a little with my words. I have never actually been on a real first date. I mean when I was in high school I went to one homecoming with a really close friend of mine but that was it...because when I was 16 years old...uhmm..." Her voice literally froze in her throat. She knew she had to tell him, he'd see the scars eventually this week and she had to get the explanation out. It wasn't until just now that Emmet realized how scared her eyes looked. She was pulling at her sleeves, and struggling to get whatever words were on her mind, to come out of her mouth. He softly took her hand. "This is hard for me....Let me get the whole story out before you pass judgment or make any comments...please." "Okay..I'm listening.." He said as he watched her draw a deep breath.
"When I was 16 years old, I remember the day so...vividly. I had a Spanish class for the last period of the day, I hated...hated..hated Spanish. I was a sophomore in a freshman class..and I only had three friends in the class with me. Anyway, I'm getting off topic...It was January 13Th..and I had to stay after school to retake some speaking composition so I had asked one of my friends for a ride home. He agreed like he always did...Taylor was my best friend, we were only a few months apart..but he was a grade under myself. We'd hung out loads of times together before, gone places, we belonged to the same youth group so I of course didn't know that, what happened next would change my whole life from then on..." She stopped talking to draw in another deep breath. Emmet was starting to wonder just what had happened to this beautiful creature that could render her so....scared at a moments notice. She was trembling. "He dropped me off at my house, I went in and told my dad I was home. Taylor left. I was exhausted, so I showered, changed into some pajamas and climbed into bed. I woke up with a hand over my mouth. I panicked. I tried biting the hand but...I was lifted out of my bed and out the window. My bedroom was on the second floor, and I don't quite remember how they got in and out...with me in tow.....I got stuffed into a car. And the next thing I knew, I was in a small concrete room. My left arm was numb, so I tried to move it but I couldn't, I looked over to see why and I had a large wound in my shoulder...not deep enough to puncture a major artery but deep enough it bled pretty bad, I found out later I had been stabbed in between my collar bone and shoulder blade and that's why I had passed out, from shock... As I looked around trying to figure out my bearings I realized I was chained to a bed....I.....I don't...know how else to say this rather than say it....for the next six months and six days..I was held in that room....and exploited for pleasure...by Taylor, some of his friends, whom I knew well and had trusted because we all were in the same church, and several other men I had never seen before....I was whipped with a belt buckle across my back so hard that I have scarring....I thought I was going to die at his hands. My world collapsed down around me...i was so malnourished, dehydrated and I had lost so much blood that my body had started shutting down. I had finally let exhaustion get the better of me and I fell asleep...I was awakened by a loud noise and the door came crashing down and...I was safe...I still don't know how they found me..or even where I was...I fell in and out of consciousness and finally came to in a hospital. That's when they told me, I had been in Taylor's basement the whole time...him and several other men were involved in a human trafficking ring.
I spent the next three months in the ICU, when I was finally released I went back to school....they thought a sense of routine and normalcy would help me be less anxious ...but when I went back....I couldn't even talk to anybody without wanting to curl up in a ball and cry...I wasn't eating I lost almost 20 lbs because of the stress...I couldn't walk the halls without being terrified and constantly looking over my shoulder, I wasn't sleeping either. My mind had formed a dark void around what had happened and every time I closed my eyes to get some rest I'd see his face...his eyes...and I'd get maybe two hours of sleep here and there. I have what are known as night terrors, and I have them managed to the point now...I only have them when I'm extremely stressed out or something...but my anxiety had started to get the better of me and I wasn't able to spend much time outside anymore...which I hated about myself because I used to love going outside and playing some soccer...And no, I'm uber bad at soccer so don't challenge me to a game...you'll wipe the floor with me and I'm a sore loser.
So, I finished my high school on line...I just couldn't go back there...the kids I had once called my friends, distanced themselves..and slowly disappeared from my life...I'm still not sure if it was because they didn't know how to handle what happened, or if they just weren't really my friends anyway...but I finished getting my diploma and immediately got involved in heavy work schedules, so I wouldn't have to deal with my thoughts. My cousin and I moved out into basically adjacent apartments so I'm never really alone...but I was never truly okay...until about 3 years ago...someone special literally jumped into my life. Alex and I were taking a walk in the local park which I had become more comfortable with as time went on....especially after the trial had wrapped up...knowing Taylor and all those evil men were never going to get out of prison or a chance for parole...made me feel safer than I had felt since it had happened. It was almost Halloween...which was great because that's my favorite holiday I go all out...being a makeup artist and all ya know? We were walking and I got tired so I sat down on this bench when out of nowhere this small frightened dog leaped into my lap...shaking like a leaf. Instantly I knew I had to keep him..he needed someone to take care of him...and be there for him..show him someone was going to keep him safe...so I did. Roger is now, a happy, healthy, vibrant dog whom I couldn't ever life without. He has brought me peace knowing that whenever I dose off...he's literally right there...protecting me from the demons in my own mind. We saved each other in a way really. He's brought back a sense of purpose to my life...he needs me to get up everyday and take care of him. I'm convinced if he had thumbs he'd be self sufficient but...anyways yeah, I've become more and more like my old me...I'll never be like that girl I was before it all happened...but I'm not broken anymore. And that's the reason I don't date...or haven't dated..I've never been able to trust anyone to actually see me...everything that makes me...me and want to stay around. So, I poured my heart into my work. Especially my rescue dog organization. I want everyone to feel as safe as I do...and my rescue dog was the way that I felt safest. Knowing he'd never let anything happen to me..as long as he was there. I never had to provide an explanation for what I did, said or looked like..he was just happy to have me. And in dating, that's what we all want, to have someone who knows all your flaws, faults, fears, and still sees the good in your heart." She drew in one last deep breath and realized her voice had been shaking and tears had slowly begun to stream down her face. Emmet took her hand and slowly began processing the information he had just been grated access to...he sensed that she had never let any other person see her in such a state...or know these things about her and he had to choose his next few words carefully.
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Post by celticbear on Feb 28, 2013 19:25:22 GMT -5
What an awful thing to have happened to Emily! Glad she told Emmet the story! I know Emmet will respond with sincerity and the right words!
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Post by celticsweetheart on Feb 28, 2013 22:44:45 GMT -5
Sounds sorta like what I'm writing with Neil. I've posted a story on facebook, my character just told Neil about her grandparents death and how it affected her. I think Emmet will survive, he seems to like Emily at least he knows now why she wants to take it slow.
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Post by minnie_emily on Mar 1, 2013 4:10:15 GMT -5
well i'd love to read your story you should send me the link!
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Post by minnie_emily on Mar 1, 2013 5:10:53 GMT -5
Emmet thought over her words. He wasn't sure what exactly to say, his brain was running a million miles an hour. So, he let his heart speak while his thoughts came to a slow spin. He took her hand while she wiped the tears from her face. "I..uh wow..I honestly was not expecting that. I'm quite sorry." He began. "I know it's a lot to take in...normally I wouldn't have said anything...but the thing is..we're on a cruise and chances are pretty good you were gonna see me in my bikini..or in my shorts and sports bra tomorrow morning at the gym and I wanted to tell you before you saw the scars because I felt like it'd fare better for me if you knew before this went...anywhere." She sighed. "Okay..well..." He thought he had finally found the words to say.
"Your past is your past...I can accept that..it's made you who you are...and I like who you are from what you have already told me...you don't live in your past, and I don't live in mine. I'm thankful you trusted me enough to tell me all of that...but Emily, from now on...I'd like to work towards a future...and to make it a happy one." He smiled at her. She looked up at him. "So, even with all this wreckage my life has been, you still like me?" She seemed so shocked. "Of course I do. I feel like you and I have a lot to learn from each other still but...if you're willing to take the time to work around each others busy schedules...I'd like to take you on your first REAL date." He chuckled as a smile spread across her pretty face. "I....I'd like that very much.." "Well fantastic!!!" He smiled, then suddenly he got a kind of serious look on his face. "So, okay...you mentioned something about football, or..well you said soccer, but...you play?" "Haha. Uhm I'm not good at it but yes. I play backyard soccer, golf, tennis and I'm also I dabble in a bit of kick boxing." She laughed. "Ah...so you'll be utilizing the gym on the ship will ye?" he questioned. "Every morning before breakfast. Gotta get my run in, and I saw they had spin machines so...I'm gonna beast it out on one of them." She giggled at his funny face, obviously not understanding what she had just said. "Beast it out? What?" He said bewildered. "Uh, I'm gonna go all hardcore." She said hoping he'd get it. "Hardcore?" "I'll just show you tomorrow morning. Okay?" She laughed at his confusion. "Okay. It's a date then." He said, showing her his deep dimples. Just then, there was a knock on the door. "Emily? Emmet? Please tell me you guys are in there?" Rebecca's voice rang from the hallway. Emily hurried over to let her inside. "Yes we are in here. Why what's up?" She said as Rebecca stepped inside. "Sharon's searching for you. We said you had gotten a headache and went to bed early....but she wants to speak with you about our set tomorrow. And I don't think she'd be too keen to find you in here." Rebecca laughed. "Why is it, that I get the feeling Sharon's quite a tyrant with you guys?" Emily raised an eyebrow at Emmet. "Because she is a tyrant on tour. She's always about business." He shook his head. "Well, you best go find her before she finds you then silly." Emily laughed at him. "Oh alright, but...remember tomorrow morning." "What time?" She inquired. "Well breakfast is at nine, so I'll meet you in the gym at...6?" He looked back hopefully. "Sounds perfect. You best be ready to be amazed." She beamed a huge smile at him. "I'm already amazed." He said as he kissed her cheek. "See you in the morning beautiful. Later Bex." And with that he left the girls and hurried to find Sharon before she went into Godzilla mode.
"So, why were you guys in here?" Rebecca looked at Emily suspiciously. "It got cold up on the deck and we still wanted alone time to chat." Emily admitted. "So, you guys gonna work out together tomorrow?" "Yep. He's intrigued by the fact I'm an athlete." Emily laughed. "He does need a workout partner. Colm and I are in the same spin class and we workout together. Emmet usually works out alone...quite sad actually." "Well...I'm out to change that then." "Good. I'm glad this is working out. You guys would be a cute couple." Rebecca smiled. "Haha...well I think we need a little more time to get to know each other before something like that happens." Emily said trying to hide her excitement. "We'll see..I have a good feeling about you two...and I'm rarely wrong." Rebecca chided. "Well I'll take your word for it." They had girl talk for another hour or so. "I'm exhausted though, so I'm gonna head back to my room and get some rest." Rebecca yawned. "Me too. Gotta be up early." She said yawning herself. "I'll see you in the morn?" "You bet." The girls hugged and Rebecca headed back to her room. Emily texted her mom good night and climbed into bed.
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Post by celticbear on Mar 1, 2013 19:30:11 GMT -5
I knew Emmet would find the right words to say! Thank goodness it was Rebecca who found Emmet and Emily alone together in Emily's room and not Sharon! The morning workout is going to be an interesting one!
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Post by minnie_emily on Mar 1, 2013 23:57:21 GMT -5
Emily's alarm woke her at around 5am. She hopped out of bed, and put on her workout clothes. Her hair in a messy bun. She grabbed her phone and texted Emmet, just to see if he was awake yet. While she was brushing her teeth and attempting to stretch, her phone buzzed. *Geez woman you're up early!!* She texted right back *Well, I'm a beast...like I said.* *Then maybe I should wake the others up..make them suffer right along with me.* *Emmet, you're positively evil...I like that. Need help?* *LOL, lemme get meself decent first.* About a minute later Emmet texted her again *By any chance, you pack a fog horn?* *No...but I do have a loud alarm sound on my phone. Would that work?* *LOL. Perfect. If you're ready, you can head over here.* So she put her shoes on, grabbed her phone and headed over to the boys' room. She opted not to knock, so she sent him a text. The door opened slowly, it was pitch black. "Hey you." She whispered as her eyes adjusted to the darkness. "Hey yourself. This will be fun. Keith was drinking kinda heavy last night I guess..so he's gonna be...pleasant." Emmet giggled a bit. "Well...then let's teach him a lesson shall we?" "You read my mind. Pretty, smart, athletic, witty, and a prime prankster.....you're awesome." He gushed. "Psh...you're a flatterer. Now...let's wake up these sleepy heads." "Okay, ready?" "Ready." Emily set her phone on loud, and Emmet did the same and set an alarm for one minute from now...and set a phone by Keith's head, and Colm's head. And waited.
60 seconds of silence then....Some awfully loud rooster sound blasted from Emily's phone and an awful bell sound blasted from Emmet's phone. Nanoseconds later Colm and Keith literally flew out of bed. Looking around befuddled, they flipped on their lights only to find Emily and Emmet hysterically cackling. "Well good morning gentlemen. Fancy a wake up call?" Emily beamed as both struggled to right themselves.
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Post by celticsweetheart on Mar 2, 2013 0:50:55 GMT -5
I'd love to see that, I'm cracking up at the thought of what you two did to them. Teach them not to be out late.
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Post by celticbear on Mar 2, 2013 1:11:26 GMT -5
LOL! Great prank! Emily is safe because she's Rebecca's friend! I can't say the same for Emmet!
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Post by minnie_emily on Mar 2, 2013 14:39:16 GMT -5
they mess with emmet, emily will have something prepared can't one up emily on a prank. ever.
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