(a/n: wow! It’s been awhile hasn’t it?! Well… I got bored one day and wrote more. And I decided to go five years later, which makes them both 19, because all the in-between stuff was boring and would take FOREVER! So I hope you enjoy this….)
-5 years later-
Waking up before the alarm, Emma reached over the sleeping figure next to her and shut it off, not wanting to wake him. On the nightstand next to the clock sat a picture of a 14 year old Emma Lei Thompson and Benjamin Levi Combs. Picking up the frame, she analyzed the picture. They were at the bus stop and Benji had just given Emma her first kiss, as Joel snuck up and snapped a picture.
She
never thought that night before would have changed her life so much. She had
run away to Benji’s to escape the thought of her father and his ‘special’
guest. She had only gone in hopes for a shoulder to cry on. Not only did she
get this, she got a boyfriend who was also her best friend.
They
had been through Hell and back with each other. She was there the night the
twins’ father had left them on Christmas Eve. Her father and new step-mother
were on their honeymoon and she had stayed with the Combs family for the
holidays. She had been there when Benji had needed a shoulder to cry on. They
also shared many great and happy memories. The day Benji, Joel, Paul and Billy
had formed Good Charlotte, GC’s first show, and graduation day.
Setting
the frame aside, Emma kissed Benji’s forehead as she slipped out from beneath
the sheets. Walking through the apartment she shared with Joel and Benji, she
got a glass of water from the kitchen. Her slim 5’5” figure glided down the
hallway into the bathroom to shower.
It was
only 7:30am when she exited the bathroom in sweatpants and a homemade GC tank
top. Her long damp black hair hung down around her shoulders. The crisp October
air bit at her toes and her face. Joel must have left his bedroom window open
again. One would think he’d have learned his lesson when he had caught a bad
cold from the same thing. His illness had earned him the nickname ‘Sickboy’.
Benji’s obsession with Sid Vicious over the years had given him the nickname
‘Kid Vicious’.
Going
back into the bedroom she and Benji shared, she found the bed unoccupied. There
was, however, a note on the pillow:
Practice
before tonight’s show. Come
On
over when you are ready.
Yours
Forever-
Benj
Emma
and Benji had both agreed that they would never say ‘I love you.’ They didn’t
want to throw those three words around until they eventually had no meaning.
They wanted to be sure the other meant it when they said it.
Turning up the volume on her radio, Emma sat infront of her mirror and applied her makeup and did her hair in a low ponytail with her pink streaked bangs swept to the side. Pullin on her faded jeans, she rolled up the cuffs and slipped on her black cons. After putting on her black tank top, she put on her red jacket with the black stripes down the sleeves. Grabbing her keys and her purse, she slipped on her black-framed glasses then headed out the door.