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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 8:37 am
Emma Rae Summers Never say never.
It might be the last thing you do.
Emma's father was stamping up the stairs to her room. "You have a list of chores to do today. The cleaning lady is sick. I left forty dollars on the counter don't use your card today."
"Why-" "Just don't. And why the hell is your window open?"
Her dad was scruffy, he was shoving into the room and slamming the window shut. Emma flinched at the sound and he stopped when he was leaving her room.
"Who's shirt are you wearing now"
"Implying that what? I ******** around a lot? Don't worry about it and get out of my ******** room." She shoved him and slammed her door.
She wasn't focused on Diego being outside, she'd assume he was gone when she threw herself onto her bed and let it all out- She started to bawl, soaking her pillow with tears. Emma couldn't hold herself together, she had no reason to now.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 8:56 am
d i e g o |x|x|a l e j a n d r o|x|x| s a n c h e z I won't do your drugs darlin'. I am your drug.  Diego slipped again when the window was slammed violently shut. Diego held in a yell as he fell down the remainder of the roof, only managing to stop himself from falling by grabbing onto the pipes on the side of the house.
Diego grit his teeth and pulled himself back up onto the roof, panting as he sat back against it, trying to listen again for another door to slam.
For a while he heard nothing, and figured he must've missed the door slamming with all the falling, and not falling. Diego edge towards Emma's window again and peeked in through the same gap. This time, his expression changed. He saw Emma laying on her bed, face down in her pillow and crying her eyes out. He felt sad for her, and frowned, quietly opening the window again, and climbing back into her room.
Without saying a word, he sat onto the bed next to her and pulled her from the pillow to his chest and held her close to him. "Shh. It's okay." he whispered quietly, attempting to calm her sobs. He hated it when girls cried. "It's okay.."
Uno aprende a amar,
no cuando encuentre a la persona perfecta,
sino cuando aprenda a creer en la perfección de una persona imperfecta.
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:00 am
Emma Rae Summers Never say never.
It might be the last thing you do.
Emma was being pulled up from her pillow and she felt her heart stop for a second. She hadn't heard the falling, or the window opening. She wasn't sure how to react at first, but before really thinking it over she shoved away from Diego and wiped her eyes quickly.
"You're supposed to be leaving." She sniffled, avoiding his eyes. "Why are you here? Why'd you come back?" She swallowed hard, her voice was cracking.
"Go away Diego." Her voice was set this time, she didn't want him to. But she couldn't have him seeing her this way. She just couldn't. This wasn't the plan.
Emma stood up, heading for her door.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:13 am
d i e g o |x|x|a l e j a n d r o|x|x| s a n c h e z I won't do your drugs darlin'. I am your drug. Diego got off the bed and followed her, stopping as she got to the door.
"No. Screw that. I'm not leaving till you listen." he said, threatening to make his voice louder.
"I'm not afraid of your father. And you shouldn't be either Emma!" He said, lowering his voice this time, but still sounding as stern as he could.
"You don't listen to that piece of s**t, you understand?" he said, pointing at the door. "You are better than that. You are ******** stronger than that."
Diego moved closer to her to speak again. "He does not deserve to have tears shed for him." he said through grit teeth, poking her hard in the shoulder. "Especially from you."
Uno aprende a amar,
no cuando encuentre a la persona perfecta,
sino cuando aprenda a creer en la perfección de una persona imperfecta.
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:20 am
Emma Rae Summers Never say never.
It might be the last thing you do.
Emma was shaking when Diego stopped her in her tracks. "What? No-" But he wasn't letting this drop.
Maybe he was right. Maybe, just maybe. But dammit. Her dad was such an a** when her mom and him fought! And it always led back to her sickness, that was over now! - Mostly.
"Why else do you think I was so sick? Its their ******** fault. Be perfect. Be the prettiest- Most popular. Stand up straight. Are you gaining weight again?"
Emma looked into his eyes for the first time since her father yelled. "I can't stand it anymore. I can't. I'm losing it." She was begging for help, for a savior.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:20 am
.:Marco Enrique Martin:.
Quiero mostrarla que ella no necesita para tener miedo.  Marco had the most restless night ever.
After helping clearing up dinner, he quickly showered, then went straight to bed. Fell asleep for about 2 hours, but then woke up with a chill. It wasn't a feeling of fear, or worry that woke him. But he felt sick. Like someone was literally churning his guts around until they were nothing.
He lay on his bed thinking for the rest of the night. Trying to fall back asleep, but failing on an epic scale, and when it got to 5AM.He figured there was absolutely no point in going to sleep at all anymore.
Marco got out of bed and did his usual round of exercises;
Push ups. Sit ups. And weights.
By the time he'd finished, the orange blur from the sun was beginning to just show over the horizon. He grabbed his phone from the bed and sent a text to Emma. Admittedly, most of his thoughts that took over that night were to do with her.
Como estas amor?
Seemed a bit funny last night.
Hope you're okay.
Marco <3
Quiero mostrarla que hay más a la vida que esto. 
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:24 am
Emma Rae Summers Never say never.
It might be the last thing you do. 
Emma was shaking when Diego stopped her in her tracks. "What? No-" But he wasn't letting this drop.
Maybe he was right. Maybe, just maybe. But dammit. Her dad was such an a** when her mom and him fought! And it always led back to her sickness, that was over now! - Mostly.
"Why else do you think I was so sick? Its their ******** fault. Be perfect. Be the prettiest- Most popular. Stand up straight. Are you gaining weight again?"
Emma looked into his eyes for the first time since her father yelled. "I can't stand it anymore. I can't. I'm losing it." She was begging for help, for a savior.
Ironically, her phone went off just then.
She looked in its direction, knowing the ringtone. Her heart dropped and she moved away from Diego, disgusted with herself suddenly. She opened the text and she felt sick.
Hey babe, sorry. Am okay..Dads just being an a**. Ya know, they've been fighting again. Not doing well.
How are you xx
Emma looked up at Diego.
"Its Marco." Her voice cracked again, worse than before.
EDITED(:
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 9:30 am
d i e g o |x|x|a l e j a n d r o|x|x| s a n c h e z I won't do your drugs darlin'. I am your drug. Diego shook his head and waved his hand in dismissal of her excuses. He walked away a little, then turned around again. She was now looking at him. And rather than anger, she looked at him as if like a cry for help.
Diego licked his lips and looked down at the ground. He took a step towards her and held her shoulders. "You are perfect to me." He said quietly, shaking his head again. She walked away to check her phone, and his felt the bitter sting of guilt when she said it was Marco.
"You are perfect to Marco." he added. Annoyed that he had to mention it, but knew that it was something she needed to hear.
How could her parents make her think of herself as anything but that? Perfect?
"You don't change for anyone." he said, not meaning for it to sound like an order, but that's how it did. Diego hadn't realized himself that his own eyes had welled up slightly. It wasn't clear if it was out of sadness, anger or frustration- though most likely one of the last two.
Sensing that he'd overstayed his welcome, he ended the conversation, walking away and back to the window, and climbed out.
Uno aprende a amar,
no cuando encuentre a la persona perfecta,
sino cuando aprenda a creer en la perfección de una persona imperfecta.
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 3:21 am
Emma Rae Summers Never say never.
It might be the last thing you do.
Emma blinked.
Diego was telling her she was perfect, to not only Marco..but to him as well.
She was struck silent. Her hands were shaking and she had to set her phone down before she dropped it.
You don't change for anyone,
She swallowed hard as she watched him leave, unable to move herself.
Emma found herself not wanting him to go. She needed someone, something. Her heart was racing and she was all alone.
Diego would be gone soon, and she didn't know when they'd see each other without his family around but she knew better than to chase him down.
Parents are gone, come here? somehow?
That was for Marco, again. She knew the one she could go to when things got tough. The one she could cry on the phone with for three hours, or look like a train wreck and know he'd still love her the next day.
Marco was always the one she could be with, easily.
Diego was the rush. Someone she could be anyone with.
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 6:13 am
.:Marco Enrique Martin:.
Quiero mostrarla que ella no necesita para tener miedo. Marco read over the text and nodded a little. He couldn't help feeling relieved. By the way she had acted last night, or tried, not to act, he had assumed that it was something he, or Diego, had said that had bothered her. But in this case, and granted, in most cases, her parents were the culprits for her mood.
That sucks.
Im okay yeah.
Couldn't sleep last night lol. x
He walked out of his room, phone in hand and snuck into the bathroom just as Carmen was opening her bedroom door. He quickly locked the door and turned on the shower. The sound immediately caused loud and quick footsteps to the bathroom door followed by repeated loud knocks. "Marco! You knew I was on my way!"
Marco placed his phone by the sink and took off his boxers, smirking as he got into the shower, ignoring his sister's next line of insults towards him. Carmen huffed and puffed and eventually went back to her room.
The water was somewhere between lukewarm and cold, as it usually was, and Marco was done within 10 minutes. Stepping out and grabbing a towel, he roughly ran it over most of his hair before wrapping it around his waist. His phone went off as he was brushing his teeth. Good timing, he thought, as he texted back a quick and simple reply.
On my way. xxx
"All yours!" Marco yelled down the corridor as he walked into his room.
He changed into an outfit for the day and picked up a bag he had packed by his door. Quickly running out of the house, yelling a goodbye to whoever was listening, he got into his car and drove to Emma's. Tapping the steering wheel along with the rhythm of the radio, Marco was making good time, and almost there. Eyes always on the road, and known by his family as a damn good driver, Marco was taken by surprised when the car jolted from the slip of his hand as he had to double take at the car that had just driven past him.
He squinted his eyes in the over head mirror trying to see the number plate, but it was already turning around the corner.
Marco could've sworn it was Diego's car. That uneasy feeling came to him once again, but he pushed it to the back of his head as he pulled up just down the street from Emma's house.
He got out and walked up to the house, and knocked on the door, loud and clear.
Quiero mostrarla que hay más a la vida que esto.
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 24, 2010 3:07 pm
Emma Rae Summers Never say never.
It might be the last thing you do.
Emma was heading down the stairs to wait on Marco, leaving her phone up in her room. But she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror.
Now, of course she looked like complete s**t but that didn't matter much. It was the fact that she was in Diego, Marco's cousin's, shirt. "s**t," Thats when the sound from the door echoed in the house.
She ran back up the stairs, tripping and knocking her knee on the hardwood stairs as she went into her room.
Or more, wobbled to her room. Emma ripped off the shirt and tossed it, somewhere around the door of her room, and found a tank top.
Okay, so he was knocking again and she was rushing down the stairs in a tank and panties. Oh well, its not like Marco hadn't seen her half naked, or naked for that matter, before.
She opened up the door and threw herself into his arms, on the front steps.
"Marco," She muttered against his chest. "I love you,"
Someone was awfully emotional.
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 10:20 am
.:Marco Enrique Martin:.
Quiero mostrarla que ella no necesita para tener miedo. Marco had to admit, he was surprised at the greeting.
Pleasantly surprised, but surprised nonetheless.
"Hey-" he said as she and hit her body against his. His arms instantly wrapped around her and held her tight. "Hey," he whispered again into her hair. Marco moved his hands up to her face and lifted her head to look at him.
"Hi." he said, with a smile, the mixture of shock and confusion evident on his face. "I love you too." he replied, giving her a quick kiss. "Are you okay?" he said, looking down at her again, moving her messy strands of her from her face.
Quiero mostrarla que hay más a la vida que esto.
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 7:51 am
Emma Rae Summers Never say never.
It might be the last thing you do.
The messy feeling of guilt and worthlessness was washing over her. Marco held her tightly, but eventually forced her to look back at him. "No," She muttered softly before removing herself from around him and pulling him inside her house.
This was about as far as he'd ever been inside. She was always freaked her parents would come home early, or something or another. But today, she didn't care. She knew that Marco was the only one who could comfort her.
Right, the only one.
Thats how it should be.
Because she loved him. And only him.
Emma shut the door and pulled him over to her on the couch. "Just..hold me..I can't take it anymore.."
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 8:00 am
.:Marco Enrique Martin:.
Quiero mostrarla que ella no necesita para tener miedo. Marco wasn't so pleased with the sudden show of emotion anymore. It was worrying.
Emma always made a point of acting tougher than she was. Here, she wasn't even trying.
Without a second thought, she pulled him inside and onto the couch, shutting the door behind them. Marco managed a quick scope around the room, but then set his eyes back onto his girlfriend, who looked a mess, not literally awful, but near.. distraught? Or sick?
A worried feeling rumbled in Marco's gut. She looked similar to this when they had first met. When he'd figured out her problem.
Marco sat on the couch and wrapped his arms around the small blonde, not too tight to constrict her, but tight enough to make her feel as though nothing or no one could get her. That was his intention anyway. "It's gonna be okay." he said, not even knowing what the problem was, and if he was honest, a little afraid to ask. "Whatever it is.. I'm here. It'll be okay." he repeated again.
Quiero mostrarla que hay más a la vida que esto.
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 8:16 am
Emma Rae Summers Never say never.
It might be the last thing you do.
You could tell when things were really bad with Emma. She was never one to back down or show her feelings. It took a lot to get to her to the point where she'd actually flip out in front of people.
Marco was wrapping her up tightly in his arms, she closed her eyes and instantly every single reason she'd fallen in love with him washed over her.
It was the feeling of safety she had in moments like this.
The look in his eye everytime he looked at her.
The way his ears twitched when he laughed.
The way his accent came out, thick and heavy, whenever they were doing anything..heated.
His personality in general.
The way he cared, kissed, and loved her.
Everything about Marco was perfect.
There was just always something missing.
"How do you know.." She whispered back, tilting her head to look at him through wet eyelashes.
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