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Charlie climbed to the top of the stairs and followed the sound of sobbing which came from James� room. He was worried about Emma, she always seemed so happy, but recently things hadn�t been the same. As he slowly opened the bedroom door he realised the lights were off as he couldn�t see a thing, it must have been a serious problem if Emma was crying in the dark.
Emma continued to cry; suddenly she heard the door creak and sharply spun around �Hey, don�t worry its only me� said a concerned Charlie, making his way over to the bed. He sat down next to Emma who hadn�t looked up since he came in. Tears flowed down her cheeks as she sniffled every one in a while. Slowly, he put an arm around her to comfort her, Emma burst out into a loud cry. �Hey what�s wrong?� asked Charlie, pulling her delicate body into a hug and swaying her for comfort. �It�s nothing really� sniffed Emma, pulling away from the hug �Well it wouldn�t be nothing if you were crying� said Charlie, feeling more and more concerned by the minute that Emma wasn�t opening up to anyone. �HONESTLY! I�M FINE� she snapped Charlie looked her shocked �WHY ARE YOU SO ANGRY AT ME FOR THEN?� he yelled, getting up from the bed �IT�S NOT YOU IM ANGRY AT� she shouted back �THEN WHO?� Emma looked down, tears still sliding down her wet cheeks �I can�t tell you� she replied quietly. �Why can�t you tell me, don�t you trust me?� he asked, feeling slightly hurt �No!...I mean of course I trust you but its got nothing to do with trust! I just can�t tell you� she cried, wishing that she could tell him. But Emma knew that if she did things would take a turn for the worst, Tara wouldn�t talk to her and Charlie would be broken hearted, he was to in love with Tara to know the truth now anyway. �Fine� mumbled Charlie, beginning to make his way out of the room �I don�t think we can be friends anymore if you cant tell me things� he put his head down and walked out the door, shutting Emma in the darkness. |