Goodbye Girl

Jamie and Tyler walked into their apartment. It was dark and quiet. Usually, Emily would have something made for them and music blaring when they came home from winning an away game. Jamie set his bag down to pretend he got a text. He knew why Emily wasn't how she usually was. She texted him about hearing the call with James. She was hurting.

"I think Jord needs my help. I'm gonna go over there." He told Tyler.

"Okay. I'll text you if I find Emily's dead body or some shit." Tyler said.

Jamie nodded, walking back out the door. Tyler walked upstairs with his bag. He sat it front of his door and walked over to Emily's. He knocked. She opened it, looking pale. She smiled a bit. She wrapped her arms around his waist. His arms wrapped around her shoulders.

"Are you alright?" He whispered.

"I've been better." She sighed into his chest. "I'm glad you're home."

"I'm glad I'm home too." He smiled.

She pulled away, smiling up at him. He could see she was upset. He didn't want to pester her his first night back. He just wanted to spend time with her. He loved his job, but he hated leaving Emily home alone.

"Wanna go have some beers and watch a movie?" He offered.

She nodded. He extended his hand to her. They walked downstairs. Tyler sent Emily to the living room while he went and grabbed their beers.

"Ty!" She called.

"Yeah?"

"Can you just grab me a wine glass and bring the bottle of wine in here?" She asked.

He chuckled, doing as she said. He grabbed himself a beer. He walked back to the living room. He sat beside her after placing the wine and glass in front of her. She smiled at him. She poured her glass of wine before stretching her legs over Tyler.

"What do you want to watch?" She looks at him. He shrugs, smiling at her. "Do you wanna just talk?"

"Yeah." He nodded.

A bottle of wine later, Emily was buzzing. She hadn't moved from how she was. Tyler rested his arms on her legs with his beer in hand. He was on his seventh beer and was feeling something too. Emily finished laughing at his joke and took a deep breath.

"You know how you asked if I was alright?" She asked. He nodded. "Well, I really wasn't." He frowned. "I literally just finished bawling my eyes out when I heard you and Jamie."

"Why? What's up?" Tyler turned towards her more.

She inhaled. "I called James to see how he was doing." She began.

"What did the cocksucker do now?" He growled.

"He answered the phone while he was fucking another girl." She laughed lightly.

Tyler stared at her. She looked down before the tears started to pour. She didn't want to be upset over what James was doing anymore, but she still was. Tyler hated seeing her crying. It made his stomach turn.

He leaned forward and grabbed her glass before he set it on the table. He wrapped an arm around her legs. His free hand found her face, lifting her chin.

"Emily, you are too kind, beautiful, and intelligent to be crying over him." He said, staring into her eyes. "You're going to do bigger and better things than he ever will. You're better than him."

Their eyes stayed locked on each other. Before a second thought, Tyler's instinct told him to lean in. He pressed his lips to hers and received a kiss back. Their lips moved together before she slowly pulled away. Their foreheads rested on each other's.

"I don't want you to think you're my rebound." She whispered. "I've done a lot of thinking and I like you, Ty."

"I like you too." He smiled.

"But I still have feelings for James and I'll understand if you don't want to deal with you not entirely having my heart." She breathed out.

He laughed before pressing his lips back to hers. "You're worth it, Em." He said, his lips against hers.

She smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him back down. They kissed, for what seemed like hours. They only dropped when Tyler expressed how tired he was from his game the night before.

Emily made her way up the stairs with Tyler following close behind. They reached the top of the case where they went separate ways. Neither knew what to do but both knew what they wanted to happen.

"Is this where I kiss you good night?" Tyler chuckled.

"I hope." Emily stated.

He leaned forward, pressing his lips to hers. His hands rested on her hips. She grasped his neck, pushing up on her tip toes. He attempted to lower for her. They broke apart.

"So, what do we tell Jamie?" She asked.

"Maybe we let him walk in on us one time." He suggested.

She rolled her eyes, turning towards her room. She glanced over her shoulder and caught Tyler watching her. He watched as she reached her room.He got the girl. He went to his room and grabbed his phone. He sent Emily a photo of him smiling. She sent one back of her giving him the finger. He laughed with a shake of his head before he laid down.

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