These little crapthings will ruin our lives

Chapter 59

When you get outside, you take a look at Emma. She looks at you with the same satisfied and exhausted look as last night. You press your lips together in a sly grin.

"Pretty good wasn't it?" Emma laughs out loud.

"You have no idea." A little quieter, she adds: "But I still want to have your cock for myself sometimes." You stroke her cheek in stark contrast to your words.

"I am not a machine. I'm starting to need that too."

"Fortunately, you have three pussies that you can show the way whenever you want." You are always surprised at how quickly Emma can switch from lovebird to whore. You woke someone up here. You walk hand in hand across the street. You still have about half an hour before you want to meet the other girls again so you don't have to hurry. Seacrest is small, and you pull out your phone to call Carrie. You already want to press 'Connect' when you notice something in a few dozen meters. Emma sees it too. "Isn't that your sister?" She asks and you nod.

Maureen and Josh run across the big square in the middle of the city. It seems like they are talking, but Josh's body language quickly shows that it is not a pleasant topic. Emma asks if you should go to the two when she notices your look. You do not know. On the one hand you just have a fantastic date by your side and your hands full to give Emma a nice day. On the other you can see how Maureen behaves towards her boyfriend. The two don't seem very relaxed to you and apparently your older sister tries to talk to Josh soothingly. The decision is made for you when Josh turns angrily to his girlfriend and recognizes you.

Time seems to stand still for a few seconds when your eyes meet across the busy square. The first thing you do is react and grin at the boy in a way that you hope will not be seen as an open declaration of war. Now Maureen realizes that Josh is no longer listening to her - if he has ever done it - and recognizes you. Her reaction is surprising. She looks at you as if you are the last thing she needs right now, but her expression changes quickly and is replaced by a kind of admission of guilt. She slightly hangs her head and her hair blocks her view of you and Emma. As close as she is to you, Maureen must be clear about what is going on between you. She grabs Josh's hand and wants to pull him away from you but he doesn't move and just stares at you. Your big sister says something to him but you can't understand what it is. It doesn't help either, neither you nor he move.

"Hey Maureen," you greet the girl across the square. Your voice is happy and when you wave, she hesitantly returns the gesture embarrassed. Your smile is returned - much weaker and more reserved, but at least you seem to have made it clear to her that you don't blame her. Then you feel Emma take your hand next to you and Josh recognizes it too. He points a cell phone at his ear and then shows you the middle finger. The people in the square recognize the gesture and look over at you. You just saluted in front of him and are sure that he doesn't understand this insult. For you, a salute was always a sign of respect and trust, and a played salute was the opposite.

Josh now grips the hand of Maureen and now it's him who pulls the girl away from you. The gesture works, but you doubt that he understands it. Nevertheless, you can see him pushing your sister away from you, out of your sphere of influence and back into a life that you do not want for her.

"Excuse me, I shouldn't have done that," Emma says next to you and you turn to her as the other two disappear into the next side street.

"What is it?" Emma only looks down at your intertwined hands. You feel her soft skin on your and her fingernails press lightly into your flesh, which gives a very pleasant contrast that reminds you of her behavior in bed. You hold her hand more tightly.

"You never have to be sorry, okay?" Emma nods, but still looks thoughtful.

"I recognized the look of Maureen.” You look at her questioningly and Emma giggles. But there is an unfortunate undertone on her voice. "No wonder you don't recognize it the way the girls adore you."

"Pfft. Maureen doesn't 'like' me Emma" you wave off, but you can't deny that two things make you shiver. For one thing, Emma is so intelligent and attentive that she has something ahead of you. It is a pleasant feeling to know that there is someone in your circle of friends who is noticing things you cannot see. On the other hand, you are a little scared at the thought of letting Maureen into your world if she actually has feelings for you. Calm down Lynchwood. It doesn't have to be love. But that you like your sisters - and also the body of Maureen- is no secret for you. And let her go like this now...

"I was in her situation too" Emma says and you know that she is right. "She wanted to come over to us."

"Then why didn't she do it?" This girl, who likes to be controlled by you, can still teach you one or more things.

"Maybe because of me" your love affair guesses. "I think I shouldn't have touched you. Then she might not have fled."

"Do not worry. You can always touch me Emma. I like that and you have every right to do so. And besides, I would surely have found myself on this guy now, my fist in his face."

"I don't doubt that" giggles Miss Jackson and you're a little bit offended.

"Hey, I'm serious. Since the thing with Millie, I've been doing Krav Maga once a week.” Emma doesn't understand at first and so you explain the martial arts, which is specially designed for hand-to-hand combat. Invented by the Israeli army in a country that has only enemy neighbors. "Well, I'm not a master of the art. I only want to be able to defend the girls if someone comes too close to them.“ In retrospect, you are glad that you have never had to prove your skills. Your control has always dropped to zero when it came to your sisters and if someone were to do a stunt with them - or Emma you recognize - you wouldn't know if he would survive. You shake your head and drive the thought away. "It does not matter. I want to have some fun with you before we go back to the others.” So you try to calm you down and don't ruin the day for your girlfriend.

"What do you suggest?" Emma asks, looking around the square. In the distance is an ice cream van with a seller who is distributing waffle ice cream to small children. You and Emma are very close to each other and both nod. A short time later, you sit on a bench with Emma and watch a little boy bravely holding two ice cream cones in his hand and waiting for a little girl who has climbed onto a statue of a lion. The two are totally cute and attract the attention of the bystanders and when the girl finally sits on the back of the statue, she is happy and raises her arms cheering in the air. The mother of the little one sits a little further away on a bench and reads a book while looking at her children every few seconds. You put a hand on your girlfriend's leg, who is sitting next to you, and you both watch the boy, who is now trying to imitate his sister with the ice cream cones in his hands. Of course it doesn't work, he stumbles and an ice cream cone falls into the grass. The girl starts to cry - apparently it was hers that the boy lost. He looks worriedly at his mother, who recognizes that it is not a bad thing and turns back to her book.

"We should buy her a new one," Emma giggles pityingly as the girl's tears roll down her cheeks. You want to stand out to prove to the girl and Emma what a gentleman you are, but the boy gets ahead of you. He lifts up beside the lions and extends his hand with the rest of the ice cream to the girl. Still sobbing, she takes the ice cream from her brother's smeared hand and eats the rest of it with flushed cheeks. "Oh how cute" chirps your companion and you both have to giggle.

"Good boy," you murmur, and when the boy looks briefly in your direction, you raise your thumb and nod to him. The gesture is not returned, after all, you are a stranger with whom you do not speak. But Emma talks to you for it and snuggles up to you. Together you sit in the sun, listen to the people and watch a couple of siblings who will hopefully live such a beautiful life as Millie, Megan and you. And now Emma too. Finally Emma stops running her hand over your chest and asks: "Actually, what time is it?" You just shrug your shoulders and pull out your cell phone. Strange. A message from Maureen. You show Emma the display.

"Look at the message. It's okay for me. You have proven to me often enough what I mean to you today.” You thank Emma and tap the display.

"Finn?" Emma immediately realizes that something is wrong. Still, you can't stop a silent curse.

"Oh shit. This sick son of a bitch…” You shake your head sadly and dazed and Emma gently takes the cell phone from your weak hands.

Apparently the message doesn't come from Maureen. It is a photo. Poor quality, blurred, grainy. Taken in some dark, dirty back street. On it you can see: Maureen, leaning forward, back to the camera, shirt up, pants down. She has her head slightly to one side and is apparently about to turn to the camera. Her look. You can't see everything from her face, but you've seen the look on your friends' faces a few times now. Maureen feels lust. But that doesn't take you away. Maybe it's up to you, but you can see something else in the snapshot, deep in the eyes of your big sister. You can only describe it with... despair. There is a shadow of surprise in her eyes, shame... and despair. It is to cry for.

"Shit..." you moan and look up at the sky. Something has to help you up there. Anyone. Emma sucks in air in pain.

"Oh Finn, shit." But you're in your own world right now. The sky you look into is the same one that hovers over Maureen. But why does the sun shine on you and not on her? Your world is becoming a bit grayer again and it is as if the temperature drops several degrees as the sky above you seems to darken.

"I'm going to kill him," you murmur matter of factly.

"What?" Emma surely understood. You jump off the bench and search the area. They can't be far away yet. They disappeared in that direction. I can still find her. Something clicks in you. A switch is flipped. No matter if she'll hate you for it, you'll save Maureen. Whether it is intelligent or morally justified, it is the right thing to do. You look at Emma, who looks at you with wide eyes. It's not fair to her, but she understands it. You're as sure of that as of Millie and Megan.

"I have to find her. I'm sorry, but I can't just... "

"I'm coming with you, so much is clear." She smiles at you so warmly that you can hardly believe it. You say thank you, hold hands and set out together. Emma sees it just like you, which proves once again that you are at the right place with her.

Together you search the city, but find nothing. You keep swearing to yourself over and over again. Emma understands it, accompanies you, keeps searching one side of the street so that you can concentrate on the other. But it doesn't help.

"I'm calling her now!" you call angrily. It is a catastrophe. You can't get the pictures out of your head. Maureen, how she keeps turning away from you. And you have allowed it again and again! Ashole! With fingers trembling with anger you try to unlock your phone, but slip and the device falls to the floor. Your scream of rage echoes through the streets and several passers-by turn to you. You try again, but then a tender hand closes gently and cautiously around your paw, which would do nothing better than reach into Josh with **** and tear apart the black thing, which can no longer go through as a heart. You look at Emma, who now puts both hands around you and the cell phone. Her eyes are slightly damp and allow the light in her iris to break.

"Wait. Please come here.” She hugs her body against you and it does not occur to you in a dream or in all parallel worlds to deny her this wish. She lays her head on your shoulder and the smell of her hair fills your nose. She uses a different shampoo than Megan or Millie, but it has the same effect on you as it comes from a loved one. Yes, you love Emma. Even if you haven't told her yet. You cannot return the hug because she has caught your arms between your bodies. It is you who is hugged. Emma can do that for you.

"Thank you" you mumble and lean against her. You sway a bit, after all you look like a ballet dancer who tries to wrap around a bear. But the effect of Emma and her closeness on you is clear and works immediately. You stay like this for a few seconds until you calm down. Then your girlfriend raises her head, the noise of the city disappears and only you are in your little world.

"Finn you are stronger than now. I can see your strength. Use it. Win the battle now. Maureen is your war. You don't have to win every battle, but in the end you will win.” You don't have to ask why she knows that. "Because you are the one with the resources, the allies and the technology. You will win.“ At some point you can release yourself from the magic of her eyes and nod. "Sorry, that definitely sounded strange, “she giggles at you. "I didn't know what to say." Again she brushes a strand of her hair behind her ear and looks embarrassed at the floor. But you cover her cheeks with your hands and raise her chin.

"That was just the thing which I needed dear." You kiss her on the lips for a long time and she clumsily returns the kiss, placing her arms on your shoulders and hugging you happily. "I like it when you say dirty things."

"That was messed up?" Laughing, Emma lets go of you. She asked the question so loudly that a few passersby turn to you again, but that doesn't bother you. "After everything that happened last night?" She's right. But that only reminds you that Emma is a person you can trust as fully as your sisters.

"You will find her Finn, I promise. And you will save her. Save them all. Just not according to her or Josh's rules. You have to play this fight according to your rules." After another kiss, you manage to follow her advice. Not today Maureen, but soon. I promise it. And you realize that you have no idea how to do that. But Emma, Millie and Megan are there. You can only win.

Emma and you arrive a little late in the parking lot at the Seacrest Mall. The rest of the girls are waiting for you, but even Carrie only looks stern for fun. Of course, the question arises of what you two have been doing for the past few hours and you admit inside that it wouldn't bother you if Emma told the whole story. But she only stays at the aquarium and omits certain events of your date in her story.

"Longline fishing will be the end of the ocean ecosystem, I promise you," Carrie grumbles. "That’s it with the sharks that Finn loves so much. We have to change something, damn!” You are surprised, but not strongly, that Carrie reacts this way. And she honors you and your world, which in terms of your respect for her, only makes it go higher.

"If you sit in the Senate, you have my vote," you say with conviction and Emma and Rachel nod too. Karen rolls her eyes, but she said she knew and hated the plastic island in the Atlantic.

"Did you get all the presents?" you ask. The girls look at each other, giggle and nod. As a gentleman - and with a vote of one to four - you load all the stuff into the trunk while the girls watch you with keen eyes. Then you get into the car and drive the group - as a gentleman - back to the house. It was a good time, even if the shadow on your soul has not yet completely disappeared.

• What an adventure. Maureen definitely deserves a like on this chapter to make her feel better right?