[Em0bxy]

Story 2:
Authors note:
There is a trigger warning for this book with mentions of suicidal ideation, but not very much of it. This story is about two girls falling in love, but one of them is struggling. But this feeling for the other girl is what is saving her from dying. Have fun reading, and I hope you enjoy! I know this is a short story and probably no use in chapters but I still enjoy doing that so you can’t stop me - Ashton
Chapter 1
Emma walked the halls of the school like she owned the place. Her blonde, curly hair bounced gently against her back. Her tan skin was exposed through her tank-top. Everybody moved out of the way for Emma, she was living like a queen.
Emma walked into her homeroom and sat right in the front, throwing her curly blonde hair into a messy bun.
Emma was wearing a white tank top with a black and red tie-dye star in the middle, black cargo pants, and Converse high-tops. Everyone knew Emma was a grunge girl, nobody fought with her about her style, it was just her.
“Good morning,” Mr. Klaubster said to Emma. “Good morning, Sir,” Emma said in a respectful tone. She straightened her posture and put on a smile. Emma glancd over to notice a girl with her head down on the desk. Emma got up from her desk and went over to her.
“Ey, are you okay?” Emma asked nicely. “Hm? Oh…” The girl murmured as she looked up at Emma. “Why would you care? You’re only the most respected person in this school,” The girl snapped. “I was just asking…it’s okay if you don’t want to talk, I’m always a listening ear though,” Emma explained.
Emma looked closely at the girl, her dark, brown, straight hair and dark eyes. Emma paid close attention to the girl, feeling her heart pump in her chest. The girl was wearing a dark red dress with brown cowboy boots. Her body perfectly fit the dress, her curves hitting in just the right spots.
Emma turned away and felt a burst of butterflies in her stomach. For a girl? Emma returned back to her seat and kept glancing back at the girl. She noticed that the girl wasn’t looking at her desk now, but wiping her eyes and grabbing a notepad. OH no… Emma thought. If that’s what she thought it was…it wasn’t going to be good.
Emma tried to ignore the racing thoughts and butterflies in her stomach. The bell rang and everyone had to get to their first class. Luckily that girl and her had classes together all day. Emma will try and learn her name today.
When she saw the girl walk in the opposite direction of class, she shouted down the hall. “Wrong way!” And then turned to her next class. When Emma walked in, the girl followed. Emma sat in the back off the room like always, but today the girl sat a bit closer to Emma than normal.
“Good morning, Ivy,” Mrs. Igloo said. “Morning…” The girl said. Ivy…that’s a name as pretty as her, Emma thought to herself. “Today we’re getting assigned seats, Emma. Can you go sit with Ivy?” Mrs. Igloo said to me. Emma nodded and grabbed her backpack. She walked over to Ivy’s table and sat down.
“So…Ivy, that’s your name, pretty…” Emma said without a thought. “That’s what a lot of people say,” Ivy grumbled. “Sorry to be like everyone else,” Emma chuckled. Emma’s face turned a bright pink, and she felt like there was 1000 butterflies in her stomach.
“You’re the most respected person in the school, yet you chose to talk to a loser like me? What’s up with that?” Ivy asked. “You’re not that much of a loser, for one, you’re gorgeous, and two, you seem really nice,” Emma stated. Ivy blushed a little bit.
For the rest of class, Emma and Ivy were quiet. At the end of class Ivy passed Emma a note…
What on earth…?
























Chapter 2
When Emma walked through the doors of her bedroom, she opened the note that Ivy passed her.
Dear Emma,
You seem like an amazing person, and I’d love to be your friend and all, but I won’t be around much longer, I left a ring taped at the bottom of this note and I want you to have that. Heres my phone number. (+1 123-456-7890) Have a good day
Love, Ivy
What does she mean ‘I won’t be around much longer’, Emma thought. EMma grabbed her phone and texted Ivy.
Emma: Ivy! What did you mean in that letter?
Ivy: Oh…I’m not in the best place of mind
Emma: No- You’re not doing that. You have every reason left to stay alive. Please don’t do it
Ivy: But-
Emma: Let me call you.
Emma pressed the call button, tears streaming down her face. “Look, you can’t kill yourself! I know someone who has the biggest crush on you ever, and they’d be so let down. You can’t kill yourself because I know you have a cat, Auggie, right? You can’t kill youself because you’re going to miss on lifes wonderful opportunities,” Emma pleaded. “Please tell that person to let me go….I’m not worth it,” Ivy complained. “No, you are, you’re a beautiful young woman, you deserve the brightest of days, you deserve to see light at the end of this horrid tunnel…I know how you feel, but I made it out! You can too!” Emma pleaded again.
After hours of giving Ivy advice on why she should stay alive, she listened. This was the moment I realized I had a crush on my first girl, and I just talked them out of suicide.
“What, are you the person who likes me? I mean, I ain’t complaining, but still, who likes me?” Ivy asked. Emma chuckled a bit. “Story for a different day?” Emma asked.






Chapter 3
The next day at school, Emma saw Ivy in homeroom, which took a weight off her shoulders. Ivy saw Emma and waved. She waved back. Emma felt butterflies in her stomach again after seeing Ivy.
Ivy and Emma kept glancing at each other, making eye contact here and there, but otherwise not. Emma tried to focus on her work, but her thoughts kept swirling back to Ivy.
Ivy on the other hand was already done with her work and writing in her journal. Emma wondered what it was about, though she felt like she was just being nosy and didn’t need to know about that. Ivy got up from her desk and walked over to Emma, giving her a note. Emma put the note into her pocket.
“Open it tomorrow…” Ivy commanded. “Okay.” Emma replied calmly. Emma was partially confused why it had to be tomorrow, but she was going to listen to Ivy.
Emma and Ivy got up to head to their first class early, they accidentally bumped shoulders. A warm, fuzzy feeling got sent down Emma’s spine. Ivy and Emma were chatting in the hall together. Emmas face turned a bright red as Ivy reminded her that she was a lesbian.
“Yeah, my parents don’t accept that I like girls, but it’s whatever,” Ivy laughed a bit. “Hey, I accept you, I’m questioning my sexuality right now,” Emma told her. “Wait, what? What’s making you question?” Ivy asked. “Well, theres this girl…and she’s…oh my lord, I can’t even with her, but anyway, it’s not that big of a deal, I’ll tell her when I feel ready, and hope she’s a lesbian,” Emma explained. “Oh…” Ivy seemed disappointed. This is when Emma realized their butterflies intertwined.
Ivy and Emma sat next to each other in their first class because of assigned seating. But Emma was happy about sitting with Ivy. Emma was drawing on her hand with a marker and wrote I+E on it, then quickly scribbled over it. Emma looked over at Ivy and noticed something off.
“Hey, are you okay?” Emma asked. “Oh, haha, yep! Totally okay over here!” Ivy said with a sarcastic tone. “You’re not okay, are you?” Emma paused. “Do you want to talk about it?” Emma finished. “No, I’ll be fine,” Ivy said.
Later, Emma noticed Ivy wasn’t in their next class. Emma texted her.
Emma: Hey, are you okay? Where are you?
Ivy: I went home.
Emma: Wait, why?
Ivy: Because… I'm in love with a straight girl, who I see constantly, and it was breaking my heart, especially since she likes someone else
Ivy: You wouldn’t understand…
Emma: I do understand. I’m in love with a girl whose in love with a different person.
Ivy: Right…I forgot you liked girls, too.
Emma: Wait…do you like me?
Ivy: No! I- No!
Emma: Okay…
Emma put her phone away, tears in her eyes. Ivy didn’t like her back…it wasn’t her fault but she felt…weird about it. Emma decided to let it go and continue to focus on class.
Throughout the class, her mind kept swirling back to the thought of Ivy. She couldn’t stop thinking about how depressed Ivy was earlier, and how she just disappeared.
Later during Lunch, Ivy was back. Ivy sat down with Emma. Emma saw a cut on her wrist. “Ivy…” Emma took a deep breath. “What’s that?” Emma finally asked. “Well- That’s- Uh-” Ivy started to stutter. “You can tell me the truth, I won’t be mad,” Emma reassured her. “I hurt myself…” Ivy murmured. Emma took Ivy into a big hug. “No…don’t do that…please don’t do that. Please. You mean too much too me, you have every reason to stay clean, please don’t relapse…” Emma kept repeating those words. ‘Please don’t do that’ and ‘you have every reason to stay clean’. Ivy started to cry.
Emma reassured Ivy, not eating our lunches, the teachers decided to clear for us due to the situation. “I won’t tell anyone, okay?” Emma told Ivy. Emma let go of Ivy and sat back. “Let’s got to my place after school, okay?”


















Chapter 4
Ivy decided to go to Emma’s house after school. She looked surprised to see Emma’s room. Black painted walls, band posters, walk-in closet, floor mirror, etc. “Haha, yeah, just a bit emo,” Emma giggled. Emma sat down on her bed, patting for Ivy to do the same, so Ivy did.
Emma snuck the note out of her pocket and read it.
Dear Emma,
I like you, a lot. I know you’re straight, so I get it, but you’re still really nice and cute, I hope we can still be friends,
Love,
Ivy.
Emmas jaw dropped. Her crush liked her back!! “Ohhh…You’re not alone, and remember, I have a crush on a girl…well, guess I found out whether she likes me,” I chuckled. “Wait a second, what!? You like me back!?” Ivy shouted. “Shh. My parents can’t know…” Emma hushed.
Ivy started to shake her hands happily. “Do you wanna be my girlfriend!?” Ivy asked. Emma nodded enthusiastically. Emma hugged Ivy tightly, pushing her down against the bed. Ivy was blushing harder than she knew she could, and so was Emma.
“Oh my god oh my goddd!” Emma screeched as she got off of Ivy. Ivy pulled her closer and kissed her neck. Emma pulled up, smiling. “Holy crap,” Emma was speechless. Emma was happy. Ivy didn’t have any impulse control when she did that, but was happy that Emma liked it.
Emma realized that she was happier with a girl than a guy, was she bisexual? What was going on inside the mind of Emma? Ivy was still laying on the bed, Emma helping her up.
“Sorry… sorry…I didn’t think-” Ivy started to apologize. “No, I didn’t mind it, In fact, I liked it, you’re all good,” Emma cut her off.
Ivy soon after got on her way to go home. Emma was still blushing after Ivy left. “What’s got you all smileys?” Emma’s mother asked. “Oh, just a person,” Emma chuckled. “Who?” Emma’s mother asked. “My partner,” Emma said, looking up from her laugh. “You’re dating someone? Who is he? Have I met him?” Emma’s mother panicked. “No. I’m dating a girl, you just met her tonight, Ivy,” Emma replied.
Emma just came out to her mother, and her mother was not happy. Her mother was pissed. “You cannot date a girl! You are not gay! You are a straight girl! You don’t do this to me!” her mother was shouting. Emma froze. “Mom! It’s my first girlfriend, she makes me happy, isn’t that what you want!? I don’t want a man to put me into a bad place again, and I trust Ivy!” Emma explained.
“You always told me to do what makes me happy, so why can’t I just date a girl? If that’s what makes me happy…” Emma started to cry. “You want me to be happy…right?” Emma asked through tears. “Yes…fine…you can date her, just only her. I don’t want you to become lesbian or anything, you’re an only child and I want my grandchildren,” Her mother said.
“Thank you so much!” Emma jumped for joy as her mother said that. “You won’t regret your decision,” Emma added and ran up to her bedroom. When Emma got to her bedroom there was a missed call from Ivy. Emma immediately called Ivy back.
“Hey!!! Sorry, I missed your call! Miss you already, Call me back when you can, have a good night, bye!” Emma said, leaving a voicemail.



Part 2 coming soon.