12 A Knock On The Door.

Zack Amor

Well shit.

What am I doing? I should leave Emma alone. She shouldn't get involved with me, or is it the other way around? Fuck it whatever.

Honestly, I want to push her away but I want to puller her even closer. I want her but I don't want her. I'm broken. She deserves more than a piece of shit like me.

I can't seem to stay away from her though.

It's been about a week and it's like she already got beneath my skin and into my bloodstream, she's all I can think about, the urge I have to see her, touch her, protect her... Fuck my head hurts.

I've managed to stay clear of Emma for three days, it's agonizing honestly. I wonder what's going through her head... Does she hate me yet?

If she does, she'll be doing herself a favor, it's better that way.

Today I'm going to see my sister, I haven't seen her in a while. As soon as I step into her house, she's going to be on my ass about my mom.

God I wish she'd shut up about it.

Dwelling in my thoughts for longer than I'd like to confess, I pull into my sister's driveway. I sigh to myself knowing what I'm walking into here, I couldn't say no though, I haven't seen Chelsea in months, she'd have my head if I declined her invitation.

Here we go.

I ring the bell, crossing my arms as I wait for her to answer. She soon opens with a massive smile on her face before pulling me into a bone crushing hug.

She must've missed me a lot, damn.

I hug her back lightly before pulling back and stepping inside. I look around, she must've redecorated because it's looks way different to the last time I was here.

Atleast she's up for change...

I look around, taking in the changes she made around the place, it looks... nice I suppose. I turn back to her "I like what you've done with the place Chels." she smiles as she rolls her eyes at my at my snide remark, "shut up, how've you been?" she sits on the couch motioning for me to take a seat as well "I've been good I guess, how about you? " I sigh, falling into the chair across from her "That's good; ugh I'm hanging in there, you know with the divorce just being finalized, it's a hectic time."i nod in response," I've missed you Z. " She's been calling me that since I was a kid just as I've been calling her Chels for as long as I can remember. We're 5 years apart but close, not as close as we used to be before our family went to shit though.

"I missed you too Chels." she looks at me as if she can't believe I just said that, how dramatic of her "Would you like something to drink? Something to eat maybe?" she stands up "No, I'm fine, thanks."i shrug as she sits back down." I'll stop beating around the bush then, when are you going to visit mom's grave? You haven't step foot there since her funeral 5 years ago. " Chelsea looks disappointed as she leans forward" Why are you pushing this? I don't want to go so why can't you just fucking accept that?" i say in annoyance" Why can't you go? What's wrong? Talk to me Z!" she looks at me with glistening eyes" I don't have time for this shit, I have to go." I get up abruptly feeling pissed and leave without as much as a second glance.

Why does she always have to bring it up? I can't stand it.

I speed off, feeling too worked up to follow the fucking road law or whatever you wanna call it.

Pulling up onto campus, i walk to my dorm, in need of a beer. My head is spinning, I can't fucking take it.

Luckly as I walk in Chad hands me a beer, it's like he read my mind. He's facial expression tells me he knows I'm in a pissy mood so he doesn't speak a word to me.

Good.

As I sit there, going through my contacts, I see her name. I wonder how her day was... Mine was complete shit.

I threatened Chad into getting Emma's number for me because I forgot to ask her and... It worked. I have yet to message her.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts by a soft knock on the door, it's almost inaudible but I heard it. Looking at Chad as if to say 'did you invite anyone over' which he quickly shakes his head to, I nod before getting up to answer whoever the fuck this is.

Why can't this people just fuck off?

I open the door to the girl who has taken a hold of my mind, Emma.

She looks confused, as if she doesn't know why exactly it is that she's infront of my dorm door.

"Hi there." she looks down shyly, fiddling with her nails "Hi love." I smirk, gesturing for her to come on in, she stands still. I'll take that as a no then. "what're you doing here?" I look at her, raising a brow "Uhm, I'm not really sure." I huff in a annoyance at her nervousness "cut the shit Emily, what're you doing here?" she sequels at my harshness, "I-I came to check if you were good, I haven't heard from you in three days." she's mumbles "Oh, I'm fine. Was I supposed to reach out to you?" her eyes widen, " I-no, no you weren't! Sorry, I should've have came, you're clearly in a terrible mood. See you around." she turns quickly walking away.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

Before I could register what I am doing, I'm walking after her" Emily wait! Sorry I've just had a shitty few days. " I look down, not sure of what she's thinking, I put my hands into my pockets" We all have Zack, doesn't mean you get to be an asshole about it. " she rolls her eyes looking annoyed as hell by my jackass behavior" I know, I can't help it, I'm sorry for ghosting you these few days ok? I cup her cheek, she leans into my palm, it somehow calms me down.

I smile at her, she's so beautiful.

She looks up at me and sighs, "it's fine, whatever." I give her an apologetic look before mumbling under my breath "I'm sorry baby." she didn't hear me though, good. "I'll see you around Zack." she smiles "Maybe, princess." I say making her blush, extremely hard.

She walks away and I make my way back to my dorm. As soon as I get back I fall onto my bed feeling tired as fuck.

An hour goes by, I'm bored. I decide to scroll through my contact list again. Her name appears again, only this time I decide to message her.

Hey princess

Emily

Who's this?

Zack.

Emily

Oh, where'd you get my number?

Don't worry, save me as daddy<3

I grin, knowing her response will be a big no.

Emily

No ways, why?

I knew it.

Just because and also...

Princess

Also... what?

I smirk to myself.

You're mine.

You're mine, Emily Smith.