Fuentes Next

My phone started ringing and I looked down. James this time. At least it wasn't Fay. I still wasn't going to answer it though. I threw my phone across the studio and it landed by the door. "Leave me alone." I sighed. But my eyes kept on my phone.
I saw someone walk by the door and then away. I sat up and stood. I've been in the studio since I came home the other day. It was a no go for anyone not in the band when I was touring. I didn't want to talk to Emma. She wasn't allowed in here so I slept here at night. I opened the door and slowly walked out.
When I reached the kitchen I saw Emma in there. When I got closer I saw she was holding my purse. My eyes widened and I pushed her away. I took my purse in my hands and looked up to meet her eyes. "That's mine." I snapped.
"I was just-"
"What what?" I asked.
"I was going to put it in your room." Emma said.
"But you're not allowed in my room. So how would you do that?" I asked quickly. I opened my purse and checked everything. Everything was still there. "What were you looking for?" I asked seriously.
"Nothing." she smiled. I narrowed my eyes at her hands. She was holding something. She put her hands in her back pockets and shrugged. "Why don't you change? Vic is on his way home."
"What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" I asked. I looked down at my clothes. My jeans were tight to my legs and I was wearing a black halter neck crop top that Alysha had given me.
"They're just a little... you know."
"Alysha gave me this." I said.
"Well." she shrugged.
"Dad isn't going to care what I wear." I snapped. "What are you trying to do?"
"Nothing." Emma smiled.
I jumped up onto the counter and leant forward. I had to stop myself. I took and feel breath and looked up at her. "When did you move in? Just after I left for tour?" I asked smoothly.
"Around then, yes." she nodded.
"Thought so," I chuckled. I reached in my purse and look out a photo of of Dad and I. I showed her and smiled slightly. "Dad could go to prison for me," I said lightly. "He knew that. But he still beat up that ass hole. Let that sink in." I told her.
"Effy-" she tried.
"No. You see that photo? You see that look in my dad's eyes? It's fucking love. It's proof that you could throw yourself at him but if I were upset he'd choose me. He'd run to my aid. No matter what you do I will always come before you. I'm his daughter. His blood. You can't top that." I spat.
"Can I?" Emma asked. "I've been there for him while he was close to going insane over you and your little addiction."
"What are you saying?" I demanded. "You can't push me away from my own father."
"And what will you do?" Emma muttered.
"I'll become your worst fucking nightmare." I spat with venom.
Before she could reply the front door opened. I could hear Mike's voice. Then I saw Dad and Mike walk into the kitchen. I grinned when I saw Dad and he smiled widely. "Off the counter." was the first thing he said to me.
"Don't I even get a hello?" I complained as I jumped down.
"What about me?" Emma asked. My jaw clenched and I looked down.
"Of course you do." Dad replied. He came over to me and I hugged him. He kissed my head and tucked some hair behind my ear. Dad pulled away and he went over to Emma. I glared at the floor and felt someone nudge me. I looked up and saw Mike.
"What's up, Kid?" he asked and wrapped his arm around me.
"Can I tell you something?" I whispered. Mike nodded and urged me out of the kitchen.
"Let's leave these two to kiss and do other gross stuff." Mike said loudly. Then he took me into the sitting room. I sat down and he copied me. I curled up to him and he wrapped his arm protectively around me.
"I don't want to stay here." I said.
"You don't." Mike said.
"Can I stay with you? Or I'll go with Alysha. Or I'll go to Grandma's." I rushed. "I just don't want to stay here with her. But then she'll win." I groaned.
"Ef, what's happened?" he asked seriously.
"I caught her going through my purse. Then when I called her out I found out she moved in as soon as I left. I told her that she'd never be able to push me away. I said some horrible stuff but so did she. She's trying to push me away. She as good as admitted to it." I explained.
"She said that?" Mike asked and I nodded. "God." he sighed.
"I don't know what to do." I mumbled.
"What do you want to do?"
"Right now?" I asked and he nodded. "Hit her." I muttered. Mike laughed and squeezed me.
"That's not a good idea. Your dad won't listen to you if you do that. I mean do you want to stay or come with me?"
"Can I come with you?" I asked hopefully.
"Go get your things." he urged.
I nodded and got up. I started walking upstairs and went in my room. I got myself a bag and threw a few things I'd need inside. When I was in the bathroom I saw a lipstick. It wasn't mine, it wasn't nice enough. But I threw it in the bag.
I hurried downstairs and joined Mike. He walked into the kitchen and I followed him.
"Where are you going?" Dad asked.
"Um Mike's. Alysha and I are having a sleep over. We even spoke about me staying in LA for a little while." I said awkwardly.
"I don't know about LA but a sleep over is fine." Dad replied.
"Okay, thanks," I said. I went up to him and kissed his cheek. "I love you." I added.
"I love you too." Dad said easily.
"Promise?" I asked.
"Promise." he told me softly. I nodded and went back to Mike. I took his hand and he squeezed mine.
"Let's go." I breathed.

Notes

Hey! What did you think? Who hates Emma?! Do you think Vic will side with her? What will Effy do? Any predictions? The next chapter will be the last one! Do you want a sequel? :)