all along it was a fever ,[dakota]

[emilee marie parks]

Emilee, well she was out in the woods up to no good, because it was a place to be up to no good. Away from the towns people, but as she was taking something out of her pocket her phone buzzed and she answered it, because it was her boyfriend. She had yet to hear from him in like a week and she missed him like she missed air when it was being choked out of her lungs. It wasn’t just him though! She heard that voice! The voice she loathed to hear so much cackling like a dumb bitch. ”Michael! Michael!” she called into the phone. Tell her I said hi and she sounds pathetic. Michael Michael.” the voice mimicked back. It was Amber. ”Fuck you bitch! Get away from my boyfriend.” she yelled into the phone so she could hear her, but there was nothing that she could do from many miles away. ”Your boyfriend...? You think he’s waiting for you till you get back honey? You think he cares about you-“ Takes the phone away from Michael. ”You think he loves you that’s cute...we’re in your little apartment...he’s tied to the bed...I told him he should at least have the respect to break up with you over the phone if he was going to keep screwing around with me...tell her Michael.” she said putting the phone back to her ear. ”Emilee quit texting me and quit calling me it really is pathetic. It’s not my fault you got caught and sent away. You expect me to wait here forever for you?” he asked being serious. ”Mikey..please..I’m coming home I promise don’t do this.” she sounded desperate and confused. ”Don’t bother I mean it this time. It’s for good.” he said and Amber clicked off on the two. Emilee stared at the phone that showed her background now. She was frozen! Did that just happen?

About an hour later Emilee was leaning on a tree and sobbing for air. It happened and in the moment she just felt like everything was completely horrible. Her release didn’t seem to work...two years with the same guy and her best friend only remembered that she called him jock. Right now, Emilee just needed something she never needed before but tended to get quite often. She got up and she figured she’d kill two birds with one stone...eventually the drugs she’d taken would mask the pain anyhow but right now she needed it worse than a junky need drugs. She kicked the tree hard and fell back onto the ground hard. She didn’t even hear herself scream in pain, but she was both a mess of tears and laughing in a scary manner as she reached for her foot. ”What’d I do?!” she called out. She knew she was being dramatic, but what the fuck did she do to deserve all this?

[dakota bryant sanders]

Dakota had never really thought to go out and see the town that Pinewood was located in. He just thought that he should stay in his dorm, where it was safe, and time would pass by quickly... oh, how wrong he was. He was laying in his dorm, throwing his football up at the ceiling and then catching it once it fell back.. and honestly, he could not have been more bored than he already was. So, he grabbed his jacket and made his way out, deciding that this would be the day he would walk arund Eauton and actually... figure out the place. As he walked, he noticed that one girl.. Emilee, walking towards the woods. She seemed to remember a lot about the boy, and he wanted to remember.. Maybe she wouldn't be one of the ones that wouldn't lie, and actually tell him the truth about some of his past? So, he started following her. Not the creepy following, but.. he wanted to talk to her.

As they walked into the woods, however.. well... he lost her. He rubbed the back of his neck and let out a whispered, "Well, shit.." he groaned, before walking through the woods, hoping that he'd find his way out, or he'd find her. He didn't really care at this point, but he really didn't want to be lost in the woods. He's watched those scary movies, he knows what happens! Some axe murderer comes up behind you, then you're dead. He stopped in his tracks, when he saw the shadow of someone. Hopefully it was Emilee and not the axe murderer. He walked that way, just in time to see her kick the tree, before falling to the ground. He covered his ears from the scream and the 'what'd I do' before running over to her, and kneeling beside her, "What the fuck did you just do, Em?! What's going on?" he asked her, his hand gently moving to her foot. That had to hurt, before frowning, "Why are you crying?" He asked her, his voice quiet and calm.

[emilee marie parks]

Emilee, well she hadn’t noticed Dakota and if she had she wouldn’t have known what she’d do, because she wanted her fix and that was all she really craved. It was a sick little addiction that they were trying wean her off of, but the idiots, well they let her off campus, and she knew how to get what she wanted and when she wanted. She was the perfect little con or the slyest little girl when it came down to her pretty little pills that she needed to cope. However, the person...the one person she thought was there for her now, well he was with Amber, and he just broke up with her over the phone. She literally stood frozen for a good five minutes before she felt like she was choking on the forest air and her own tears. She was back to nothing and nobody! Her brother had her dad send her here, so he wasn’t around for her, her dad was back home, her mom was a bitch...and her best friend was being tricked into believing stuff! She felt so alone. It was like a pity party for herself right now in the midst of her sobs. That was until she had a brilliant idea. Kick a fucking tree and add some pain into the mix. She needed to feel something that was fucking real, because everything else just seemed so far away!

Honestly, she didn’t care if she broke her damn foot at this point! It didn’t matter did it? Did it? No one was even going to notice, or well they’d notice, but it wasn’t like it even really did amount to someone she was just a stupid brunette with a drug problem. She’d hobble about on her stupid foot and just be an easy target or another ugly attraction at this Pinewood Academy. Then all of a sudden she heard a familiar voice and wiped at her face. Her eyes were clouded with tears. It was two years and it meant nothing, but it had been everything in a twisted way to Emilee in the sense of love. ”I didn’t fucking do anything.” she said bitterly and she winced drawing her foot back when he touched it. Her voice got softer as the tears were slower. ”I’m crying because...because I’m not lovable apparently? I’m not good enough!” she began smacking the back of her hand against her palm. ”Two years...two fucking years and alls I get is a phone call saying I’m not worth waiting for. Two fucking years.”

[dakota bryant sanders]

Dakota didn't really know what to do about Emilee laying on the ground, crying her eyes out and acting.. well, acting kind of crazy. Who would know what to do!? This was insane! His eyes were wide as he looked down at her in shock. Because.. well he hadn't been in a situation like this. Or he didn't think he did, he couldn't remember. He let out a sigh and ran his hands through his hair for a minute, before looking back down at her. What was one to do in this situation? Just be a shoulder to cry on or.. or what! He didn't fucking know, but she was a ball of tears. She was in pain both emotionally and physically. He couldn't just leave someone that was supposedly his best friend in this type of position.. could he? No, he couldn't. Of course not.

He listened to her, before snapping, "Don't draw your foot back, I'm trying to see what you did," he said, before letting out a breath, calming down a little. He gently slipped off her shoe, but he knew that that would probably hurt her if even barely touching it had hurt her, "Why do you have to be such a nerd," he whispered that, because... well, maybe it would cheer her up a little to hear their old nicknames? He let her vent for a bit, before picking up on what she was talking about. She had been dumped, broken up with, "You're loveable, Emilee. Don't be dumb," He said, glancing over at her for a minute, "That douche was just.. not the right guy. Besides, now you're here.. completely not tied down. You could start completely over. You're across the fucking country, you can do whatever you want."

[emilee marie parks]

This wasn’t his job, it really wasn’t. Okay, well as a best friend it might be but she hadn’t seen him in years and suddenly now after two of the most hard years of her life he was suddenly thrust in front of her at one of her weakest moments ever. Being a mess and a complete dumbass? Yeah, that was perfection! However, from experience as he snapped at her she just froze. It was something she was use to, because it was something Mikey always did. She learned to hide the fear, because it just meant more abuse. Dakota wasn’t that kind of person but she couldn’t help it. It was instilled in her. She shut her eyes when he took off the shoe and laid down her head just in the dirt. She didn’t care anymore as she looked at the sky her hands covering her face as she sucked in air trying not to show how much it hurt. She felt the need to try and mask the pain, so he wouldn’t hurt her more.

Propping herself up on her elbows she studied his face for a moment and cracked a small smile. It was the best she could manage in this situation. ”Jock.” she said simply biting on her lip at the feeling of her foot and sat up more again and wiped at her face. ”Don’t worry about it...I’ll I’ll live.” she said moving it lightly and her breath sped up for a moment cause it hurt. Then he said she was lovable and she shouldn’t be dumb. ”I’m not being dumb...I’m being real. You don’t even know if I’m lovable and its not like it’s your fault you’ve been manipulated not to believe it.” she said reaching for her foot and began rubbing at it even if it hurt she wasn’t going to stop, because she needed to know where it hurt the most. ”You don’t understand...I need him. I’m nothing without him...without my best friend and its not your fault you can’t remember it’s not...but” she licked her lips and shrugged. ”...Dakota what are you even doing in the woods. It’s not a very clean environment.”