Tangled Love

It's been a few weeks since Jake and I admitted our true feelings to one another. The more time I spend with Jake, the deeper I fall for him. The hype over our new unexpected relationship is beginning to die down in college. The envious stares are becoming less frequent and the loud obnoxious conversations are now hushed whispers.

Ivory is practically a best friend to me and has joined Trish and I's permanent friendship circle.

Everything is going pretty damn great.

I'm at the local food supermarket, pushing the trolley whilst Ivory browses the shelves. I glance down at my watch, noticing we've been frozen in place for the past ten minutes whilst in the junk food aisle.

"Delicious," Ivory grins, her eyes lighting up. She lunges for a bag of Toffee popcorn and drops it into the shopping cart. I glance down at it and grimace at the contents of our trolley. It's full of sugar and processed foods.

"Shouldn't we cut back a little on our sugar intake?" I groan, nudging the trolley into her back gently. She gasps over dramatically and turns around, her hand on her heart.

"No! I love sugar, ok?" she huffs, causing me to roll my eyes at her drama queen attitude.

"Okay," I shrug, grabbing a box of golden balls off the shelves which are practically full of sugar. I know I'm a hypocrite but when it comes to Golden Ball cereal, it's worth it.

"Ooh, you just reminded me! We need milk." Ivory says, walking down the aisle.

"I'll be five minutes Em."

the cart into the next aisle which thank god, is fruit and vegetables. I grab some bananas, oranges and apples throwing them into the cart, grateful for fresh and colourful foods.

"Emily?"

is pulled away from her face into a tightly swept back ponytail. She has dark circles underneath her eyes and her eyes are

a small step back. It feels incredibly surreal to see her after

she smiles tightly at me and I

think I'll ever overcome it. She stood back and allowed me to be beaten for years by

down a little at her desperate tone and I turn towards her, avoiding eye contact. I'm

"Come home." she said quietly, murmuring her words. Am I hearing this

has beaten me black and blue! He's nothing but a violent, cowardly man. You're

with anger, the brown in them turning a shade darker.

"Trevor did nothing wrong."

gritted my teeth

each other. You disgust me. Dad would be turning in his grave at how evil you've become." I