Holiday Fic, Day 2: What's yet to come? for Dani
Title: What's yet to come?
Author: miss_peg
Rating: NC-17 (language)
Summary: Before Emily, life was wrong.
Notes: This is the start of my holiday fics. A reminder that whilst many people did them in December I had lots going on (and quite frankly it was a good idea not to do it then as I was highly unmotivated) so I'm doing it in January along with tromana.
Today's prompt was What's yet to come? from Dani using the characters of Naomi and Emily from the British teen drama, Skins. Although the title is What's yet to come? it's not really about what's yet to come...oops!
Before Emily, life was wrong. She didn’t realise it then because it was simply her life and she had hated it. She’d hated the way she got angry every time her mother spoke to her, she hated her mother’s depression and how scared she was at the fact it could be hereditary. Most of all, she hated injustice and all forms of inequality.
She would get angry at the smallest of things, like a teenager laughing at a homeless man in the street. Sometimes she threw her phone on the floor because she was mad and she could think of no other way to dispel it except to throw the nearest thing to her.
After Emily, her life changed. She didn’t notice it at first because it scared her too much; the fear of being out of control. She couldn’t stop what was happening, nor did she really understand it at the time, but she was trapped between the life she once lead and the life she didn’t know was coming.
The whole of her time at college was the most frightening and difficult, not least because she was studying for exams that would determine the rest of her life, but because Emily Fitch had dared to kiss her and bring back feelings she hoped would be forever in the past.
If anything, that kiss at Pandora’s party left her seething, though she didn’t realise that until the drugs had worn off and she was safely tucked up in her own bed once more. Dreaming about Emily. Dreaming about sex with Emily. The one thing she didn’t think she’d ever do. She wasn’t a fucking stereotyped feminist and the thought that Emily had turned her into one only made her angrier.
Of course, it wasn’t as simple as that, was it? She fell in love with her. Something which came quite out of the blue and left her more scared than anything. Along with her hating the world she’d managed to alienate every possible bit of love she could have had and had become a self-confessed loner. Emily pulled her away from that kicking and screaming and left her shivering in the cold.
How she got managed to get her to forgive her for what she did with Sophia, Naomi didn’t know. All that mattered was that Emily Fitch stayed in her life because without her she was lonely, without her she was a nobody and without her life was simply wrong.
Author: miss_peg
Rating: NC-17 (language)
Summary: Before Emily, life was wrong.
Notes: This is the start of my holiday fics. A reminder that whilst many people did them in December I had lots going on (and quite frankly it was a good idea not to do it then as I was highly unmotivated) so I'm doing it in January along with tromana.
Today's prompt was What's yet to come? from Dani using the characters of Naomi and Emily from the British teen drama, Skins. Although the title is What's yet to come? it's not really about what's yet to come...oops!
Before Emily, life was wrong. She didn’t realise it then because it was simply her life and she had hated it. She’d hated the way she got angry every time her mother spoke to her, she hated her mother’s depression and how scared she was at the fact it could be hereditary. Most of all, she hated injustice and all forms of inequality.
She would get angry at the smallest of things, like a teenager laughing at a homeless man in the street. Sometimes she threw her phone on the floor because she was mad and she could think of no other way to dispel it except to throw the nearest thing to her.
After Emily, her life changed. She didn’t notice it at first because it scared her too much; the fear of being out of control. She couldn’t stop what was happening, nor did she really understand it at the time, but she was trapped between the life she once lead and the life she didn’t know was coming.
The whole of her time at college was the most frightening and difficult, not least because she was studying for exams that would determine the rest of her life, but because Emily Fitch had dared to kiss her and bring back feelings she hoped would be forever in the past.
If anything, that kiss at Pandora’s party left her seething, though she didn’t realise that until the drugs had worn off and she was safely tucked up in her own bed once more. Dreaming about Emily. Dreaming about sex with Emily. The one thing she didn’t think she’d ever do. She wasn’t a fucking stereotyped feminist and the thought that Emily had turned her into one only made her angrier.
Of course, it wasn’t as simple as that, was it? She fell in love with her. Something which came quite out of the blue and left her more scared than anything. Along with her hating the world she’d managed to alienate every possible bit of love she could have had and had become a self-confessed loner. Emily pulled her away from that kicking and screaming and left her shivering in the cold.
How she got managed to get her to forgive her for what she did with Sophia, Naomi didn’t know. All that mattered was that Emily Fitch stayed in her life because without her she was lonely, without her she was a nobody and without her life was simply wrong.