Troubles

“Get the fuck out of here!” A loud shout is then followed by a crash and a scramble “aye calm down yeah?” A male voice reply’s “can’t we just talk about this? “No we fucking can’t, get out get out” The voice then starts to break “just get out Finn go” She waits for the door to close before she starts to break down. At first it’s slow silent tears that roles down her face and then it all comes out, screaming and crying with no care for who could be listening too after all how could she be quiet? Emma had been with Finn for the past 2 years, they had done everything together, they had eaten together, slept together, gone on trips, have met the parents and had sex all the time. As the tears started to slow down  Emma began to wonder why this had happened at all, she hadn’t done anything serious enough to warrant Finn to cheat and he hadn’t shown signs of doing anything of that sort at all, in fact had he not left his phone outside the shower and unlocked; Emma would have never have found out about it. Thinking of it now, Emma has the images of his phone burnt in her mind, the many, many photos of different women and Finn, the things that Emma thought that made her special, the fact that she was probably just another photo, another story for his friends, another toy in his box.

Of course now two hours later Emma had calmed down, enough so for her to call over friends over and ask for their comfort. No one had arrived yet, 10 minutes later still no one came. Finally Emma realised that no one was available yet as it was Ten in the morning on a Monday when everyone was working and so after another  session that included crying and swearing, Emma got dressed  and made for her favourite café “Almond roast”                     Upon arriving Emma’s phone starts the ring, it’s Sandra Finch one of Emmas friends “Hey hey got your message love, I’m so so sorry to hear that, I would and I mean I would come out but I have the most important client of the day, so I’ll call you back when I can, K? Great great I’ll be a few hours mmhm yeah”  Emma couldn’t help but laugh, typical of Sandra Finch to go on and on never giving anyone else a chance to talk, it was a distraction for Emma and for her that’s all she needed at this time. Entering the café was always a pleasure, the smell of fresh coffee, the sound of quiet conversations and the books, books have always been apart of Emma’s life, in fact that’s what brought her and Finn so close… Those days where they spend talking about the books that they have read, the arguments and the aggression when it came to book  series. Thinking about it again makes Emma feel depressed and in an effort to suppress the feelings she immediately bites her tongue and lines up to order.

“Hey what can I get you?” Jim asks, he is always friendly to the customers even when he is having a terrible day. Emma looks at him and quietly says “coffee, black” Jim looks at her and whispers “bad day? Break up?” Emma nods and Jim sighs “you think black coffee will bring you back? I have something else instead that can help you much better than that come with me” Perplexed Emma looks at him as he nods his head towards the back, towards the store room but follows him regardless. Jim takes Emma’s hand and quickly hushes her in the store room. It’s a small but spacious room that’s lit my a single lightbulb. Jim looks at Emma and they both stare at each other for a little bit before they kiss, Jim’s hand moves towards Emma’s ass and Emma puts her hand on the back of his head, encouraging him to continue. Slowly Jim pulls himself back just to take off his shirt and Emma takes off her sweatpants and soon they both start moaning. Emma grasps Jim’s back while he trusts, thinking to herself that this is good , this is what I need to use to forget him this yeah, this….

“Hello? You there? The snapping of fingers brings Emma back to her senses, it was all just a thought, a very bad one, something that Emma herself is disgusted with herself, is she just as bad as him? “ Miss do you want to order or not?” Jim says slightly impatient now “sorry I’ll have a black coffee to go please” Jim looks at her for a few seconds and disappears to the back to relay the order. Emma stares at the counter trying to process what she had just imagined, how could I have just imagined this? She thought to herself, how? I don’t now him at all no I don’t, god I’m not thinking straight or properly. While she ponders for a bit longer, Jim returns with the drink, lays it down and then asks for the money and in which she gives him without another word and very quickly leaves for the safety and sanctuary of her home. 

At home Emma sits down, the drink untouched and she thinks about what happened at the coffee store. How dare she think about doing it with another person so quickly right after she had just kicked out someone who had done it. “I’m a hypocrite” Emma says out loud and she says that in her head as her personal mantra. Fuck me I’m not doing good, no I’m not.                Finally after what seems like forever Sandra Finch arrives, Sandra is quite attractive, blond long hair, blue eyes and a good figure. Her attire usually consists of a black skirt with tights, a blood red shirt accompanied with pearls around her neck, a small golden watch lies on her wrist and Emma too  polite and too distracted still hasn’t asked Sandra if the watch is real gold or rather some cheap thing with a spray of gold paint. Sandra upon seeing Emma on the couch runs over towards her and hugs her. “You poor poor thing love” Sandra starts with “I hope you are doing ok now yeah? I’m here and I’ll take care of you” While Sandra is loud and often times tactless and blunt , Emma appreciates her comforting words and her attempts of comfort. After a long while of hugging and rocking Sandra pulls herself off Emma and asks her what happened, to which Emma does and then adds her thoughts of her having sex with Jim, to this Sandra is shocked and breaks the story “huh?!? With Jim? Hun you just broke up with Finn and you are already thinking of screwing another man? Are you sure your ok?” To this Emma breaks down again and Sandra resumes her rocking and comforting.                Soon another friend arrives and with more grace than Sandra, Jenny Hague walks in, again like Sandra she is very attractive with pale white skin, green eyes and mousey brown hair. Jenny is known for wearing the same thing day after day with small changes, blue jeans and a t-shirt (changes included are ripped jeans)

“Well so it’s happened, how you holding up?” Jenny asks looking at Emma. After inspecting her for a little bit she concludes that it’s looking good. “Well I have brought strawberry shortcake so you can have something sweet to have while you recover” and drops the box on Emma’s lap. Sandra informs Jenny of what Emma told her about what she imagined in the café and to this Jenny raised an eyebrow and said bluntly “are you just as bad as him? Are you the problem as well?” Emma didn’t respond, didn’t want to admit anything and instead just sighs and looks at Jenny “I don’t want to fuck anyone anymore, I’m going to take along break from all that, I think that it’s good for me” Jenny nodded slowly and curtly asked “how are you going to accomplish that?” Emma looked blank for a bit before replying, “I’m going to find a busy enough job to distract me” and to this both Sandra and Jenny laughed “girl you couldn’t hold a job to save your life” Sandra laughs “remember last time? You got bored and quit, you only did 2 weeks” Jenny said. After the laughter stops and Emma can talk again “not this time, I’ll find something and I will stick to it” and with that Emma folds her arms and pouts. “Well there is a job at that new restaurant, looking for servers” Sandra said, “won’t hurt to look into it yeah?” To this Emma looks at Sandra and ponders, maybe this is a good idea, for the time being. “Alright that’s it I’ll go and apply” Emma proclaims and Sandra and Jenny cheer half heartedly “it will distract you from Finn alright yeah” Sandra says and to this Emma starts too cry again.