Chapter 44

I quickly pulled out my phone and silenced the alarm as i turned to mick

“I gotta go i want to get this work done but i'm free tomorrow if you wanted to continue building your deck”

He nodded as I let myself out. I headed towards the small meadows and messaged emily as i went

“I'm on my way to the meadows now if you are able to meet”

“Sure i will get some wine and meet you can't wait for our first date night cutie xxxxx”

I felt the surge of blood to my cheeks just reading this message. My mind raced as I realised she genuinely liked me. As I got to the meadow I saw her sitting off to one side in a flowing summer dress with flowers on and as I approached I could hear some relaxing music playing. I could see Emily already had 2 plastic cups out and the bottle of red wine laying beside her appeared to have already been opened. I soon covered the distance between us and as I did I could smell the weed in the air. I sat myself beside her and drank in every aspect of her appearance. She was dressed in such a way that it amplified her natural curves but not in such a way as to be overly suggestive. She offered a cup to me and also the joint she was smoking. I took both and gulped down some of the wine. It had a bitter taste and a warm feeling coarse through my body.

“I know red wine isn't a summer wine but i just like that its stronger and has a better taste in my opinion”

I smiled as she spoke and just nodded. I was not a wine person or a drinking person so had no clue on correct etiquette when it came to wine. Instead I just agreed that the taste was better than other drinks i had tried. As we spoke I noticed a red mark on her wrist. It looked similar to mine in size however I wasn't sure how to bring it up. I went with a sort of caring approach

“ your wrist looks sore are you ok”

Emly glanced down at the mark for a second and without missing a beat she replied

“Yeah i burnt myself on the oven the other day i wasn't paying attention and caught my wrist as i was taking some chips out”

I wasn't sure if she was lying but I also didn't know how to confront her about this being a lie. Instead I decided to change the conversation with the hope of looping back around to the mark once we were more drunk. After a few hours drinking the wine and smoking Emily stood up and took me by the hand. I must admit I didn't realise just how much the alcohol had affected me until I was upright and then in an instant I felt like I had just downed about 10 pints. I stumbled slightly and Emily laughed at me as I nearly lost my footing. We walked hand in hand towards her house. I couldn't help but keep looking over my shoulder the whole way worried that someone would see me. The paranoid mindset was only aided by the fact I was drunk and high. I knew deep down that neither Abbey nor Mick would be around this area but I couldn't help but keep looking to make sure no one saw me with emily. It wasnt that I was ashamed to be with her. I just didn't know what I would do if Abbey found out I had spent the night with another girl. As soon as we got into the house I couldn't help but admire the size of this house and knew that this was another level of living that I would probably never get a chance to experience aside from through Emily or if I did really well and went to university. It was almost like an ultra modern show home. The kitchen was the size of the whole lower floor of my house and the sitting room was about the same size. Emily locked the door behind us

“We can go out the back for a smoke in abit the neighbours round here keep to themselves and are usually asleep by this time”

I checked my watch as I had completely lost track of what the ti9me even was. I saw it read 10:30. I hadn't even realised that the sun had started to set. Emily had walked to the kitchen at this point and pulled out several leaflets all for different takeaways.

“My parents left me money for food so we can get whatever you want”

I looked through them as I took in the stunning ultra modern kitchen with white marble countertops. The cupboards had a sheek black reflective surface. As I was looking over what I wanted Emily had got out some wine glasses and had poured us both a glass of wine. As she did she whispered across the room

“You know italian goes well with red wine i'm sure there is a local italian that is good”

I shrugged as i realised the only thing i knew about italian food was that it was pasta and pizza however i had never really had italian unless it was home made by my mum as she didn't really like spending a lot of money on ordering food when she could make something just as good at home for a lot less of the price.