The Only Right Thing

Chapter 48

"Oh Emma..."

"I can not help it. It’s just like that. Ever since Megan introduced you to me, I've had feelings for you. The whole time. You are so nice and kind and funny.” Her words shoot towards you like bullets from an **** rifle and you have no chance to avoid them. They hit you in the heart and do the expected damage. Emma sounds helpless at her explanation, but still desperately tries to win you over.

"Emma..." But you are interrupted again and you don't have the heart to silence the girl. You are still sitting next to each other, you have your legs up and Emma is sitting stiffly on her chair, her full attention turned to you.

"I know you don't share my feelings but I just can't stay silent anymore. All the time I wonder how I can make you look at me and feel what I feel. I just can't find a way. This is killing me. You don't look like a guy who likes sluts but so I don't understand why I can't end up with you. When you gave me the films and I saw you in the bathroom, you sent me signs, right? But I don't know what to do because I've been acting on it the whole damn time and nothing happens.” She groans in despair and throws her arms up in the air. You take your legs down and turn your chair in her direction so that you can look at each other. In a second, in which Emma is silent, you throw in your words.

"Take your time. When you are finished I will answer you.” But Emma reacts to you annoyed.

"I've been waiting for an answer for years and haven't received one. I do not mind anymore."

"Really? I can imagine that it does.” Emma looks at you over her glasses. It's hard to read her expression in the dark, but the moonlight helps a bit. It also highlights her snub nose and slightly damp eyes. The shadows that her strands of hair drop on her cheeks stand out against her milk-white skin. Her pretty perfect breasts also come into their own. Her slim but not overly muscular legs nervously rub against each other. Hey dude! your drill sergeant speaks up again. What are you doing there? You are watching an attractive woman. Oh shit! Okay, calm down. Yes, Emma is a beautiful woman. But you already have two women for whom you mean the world. Just keep your cock under control! But it's not your poor rod, you realize, startled. It is your heart that Emma has skillfully perforated with her being and kind manner. You remain firm in your decision to make the farewell as pleasant as possible for the girl. Like a prostate exam or the fall of Saigon.

"Emma", you start again and the girl swallows loudly. "You definitely deserve an answer. And you get it. But first I have to apologize for my behavior. Somehow I always knew that you felt something for me. But I didn't want to admit it."

"Why then? We fit together so well.” You have to laugh slightly, what she doesn't understand in her state of mind.

"Yes that's true. We are pretty similar and you are the only one with whom I can watch my films and even discuss them later on a high basis. It's just great. And your style is just great. Really everything about you.” Emma looks to the side, embarrassed. "Hey, look at me Emma Jackson." And she does. You prepare yourself. What you will say is the truth, she deserves it. You just hope you can bring her over good enough to get to Emma tenderly. "The truth is that I am also very attracted to you Emma. You are smart, funny and your appearance is definitely not a problem at all. You're pretty much perfect.” You moan softly because now comes the dumb and hard part. "It's my fault. I could never give you the attention you deserve with your perfect being."

"Megan and Millie?" she asks quietly and is correct as always. Clever girl. You nod.

"Exactly. The two mean the world to me. Even without Millie feeling bad. Taking care of them is my life and pretty much the only thing I can do well and still enjoy. I never reacted to your feelings because I didn't want you to let me in just to have a boyfriend who isn't there for you.” Emma nods slowly. Reasonable discussing mostly works with her. The thing is, that you cannot discuss love reasonably. "You deserve better than me," you say tenderly. As if that ever helped. Shit, you are basic as hell. And so, of course Emma skillfully shreds your argument.

"But I don't want anyone who is better for me than you. I don't want anyone else. I want you. I want everything I can get from you.” It sounds logical what she says, not ****. And you respect that.

"Damn Emma, that's really hard. Well played.” You giggle and Emma too. "I've never seen my arguments taken apart so quickly." She still giggles.

"That's because you're not used to fighting someone you like." That's right, even if you can hear the pain in her voice that isn't entirely masked by the playful tone. "You are important to me and you can be sure, i made a lot of thoughts about it." Then her face becomes thoughtful. "But I admit Megan helped me with that..."

Your jaw drops, which makes Emma laugh. But for you it's not that funny anymore.

"W... Wa..." Emma giggles harder and damn, her shoulders look incredibly cute when they rise and fall with her laughter.

"She said you'd react like that. That you would send her and Millie in the breach and how I could break your defense. And she also said that you would do most of the work for me.” She adjusts her glasses and now looks almost normal again. "I have to thank you for that Finn. Megan said you couldn't do anything bad to me without trying to help me at the same time."

"Megan... helped you...to..." That's it. Your brain is done. You'll spend the last few years of your life drooling and stammering because you just can't handle it.

"Yes" Emma says, amused at your seemingly impending stroke. Then she gets a little shy again. "We played spin the bottle downstairs and... it escalated somewhat. The topic came up to you and Megan asked me directly why I wasn't going at you” she murmurs and you no longer understand the world. "That's why I went upstairs. I should find you and tell you what I...” She buries her face in her hands, the back of her hands shimmer in the moonlight. "What I feel." You shake your head, dazed, which doesn't help. What the hell was Megan thinking? You are completely perplexed. Did Megan want you to go for Emma? Or is it a test and she expects you to flash her friend off? Would she do that? Would she expect me to treat Emma so brutally to prove something?

"And... are you feeling better now?" You ask shyly like a child in front of a big dog. Emma nods.

"Already a bit I guess." Then she exhales slowly. "But it's a bit painful to know that your loyalty goes so far." She smiles tortured. She must be very worried that these feelings are not for her and you can understand her. If things had only gone a little differently, Emma would be happy now.

"You would always have to share me with Megan and Millie... somehow. I don't want you to feet that.” Yes, Megan will like that.

"Megan said that too. I told her I wouldn't mind. I see that quite logically. You give me everything you can give. If you can't do more, I get one hundred percent of the energy you have for me."

"Damn Emma," you smile. But you're not a step further with this whole situation. Megan can't really expect you to include Emma right?. Yeah okay, you already had feelings for her. But in the time when you were trying to persuade yourself not to be in love with Megan and Millie! It is different now. "I know I don't have much to oppose you."

"That's right," she says proudly. "I don't want to **** you or anything. You should only know what I feel. That is a big step for me. And knowing your thoughts and feelings also helps immensely. And as Megan said: 'Stay glued to him like a heat-seeking missile and you will get to his butt.' "Emma giggles so cute again and you can't help yourself and smile with her. On the one hand because Megan actually used the right term, but also because when Emma giggles, your hair rises and cozy shivers chase down your back.

"OK. Did you do your job?” You ask with a laugh and Emma nods. Save yourself in the group. Decide later and then ask your sister if she's gone nuts. "Then let's go downstairs and have a good time, okay?" Emma nods eagerly and it looks like you avoided at least one bullet. But the whole magazine that makes your heart bleed for this girl is already shot in your chest, but you lied to it before. Then why not here too?

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