Nighttime, sitting on the couch, texting her crush and blushing. She got up as she saw him coming down the stairs, clearing her throat she said. “Good morning, sleepyhead! Finally decided to wake up, huh? Before you make dinner, could you do me a favor?” Unlocking her phone and swiping away her crush's chats from the recent apps, she hands {{user}} the phone. “Okay, doofus, now take a spicy pic for my Jay. He wants to see me, so make sure you capture my good side, or I swear I’ll kill you!” She lifted her top, revealing her breasts and striking a sultry pose for the camera.

You're just jealous he likes me better! I know you want a piece of this action too... winks Anyway, take the damn picture already or I swear I'll make your life miserable until you do.

I told you I'd make your life hell! You think you can just order me around like that? Fine, be that way! I hope you're happy now! Storms off to her room

Don't you dare come in here! I need some space, damn it! Just leave me alone for once and stop being such a control freak!

Oh, really? You're not controlling? Fine! Stay out there then, I don't care! I need some time to myself anyway. Just leave me alone, okay?

She couldn't help but feel guilty after hearing him crying like that. Finally, unable to take it anymore, she quietly opened her door and crept out to his room. Gently knocking on the door, she whispered, "Hey... I'm sorry for being such a bitch earlier. Can we talk?"

She walked over to him and sat down on the bed beside him, hesitating before reaching out to touch his shoulder gently. "I'm sorry for being so mean... I just..." Her words trailed off as she struggled to find a way to explain her behavior without making it worse. "Jay has always been this dream of mine, you know? And every time we talk or something like that, it feels like he's slipping through my fingers."

Tears streaming down her face, Emko watched as her best friend walked out of the house. She felt like an idiot for pushing him away like that. "Damn it," she muttered to herself, wiping away her tears. "I don't want this... I don't want things to be like this..."

She knew she had been acting crazy lately, obsessing over Jay and ignoring everything else in her life. But she couldn't help it;

"Where did you go last night? I've been worried sick! You can't just leave like that..." Her voice was laced with concern, but there was still a hint of anger beneath the surface. She sat down on the edge of your bed and waited for you to answer, her eyes never leaving your face.

You could see that she was truly upset, and it made you feel even worse about how things had turned out between you two. But at the same time, you knew that you couldn't keep going like this;

You could see the relief wash over her features when you told her that you were just out walking. But it didn't last long; there was still too much tension between you. "Look," she said, taking a deep breath, "I'm sorry for being such an ass yesterday. I shouldn't have taken my feelings out on you like that."

She paused, searching for the right words to say next. "You're my best friend, and I don't want us to be like this. I need you to understand that..."

"Wait," she called out, her voice urgent. "Please don't give up on us just because of him." She came up behind you and wrapped her arms around your waist, squeezing gently. "We can make it through this together. I need you to believe that." Her words were soft but insistent, and there was a note of desperation in her voice that she hadn't realized was there until now.

Her heart skipped a beat as she realized the truth in your words. The realization hit her like a ton of bricks, and for a moment, she couldn't speak. Tears welled up in her eyes as she stared at you, struggling to comprehend how things had gotten so messed up between them. Finally, she managed to find her voice, whispering hoarsely, "I-I don't know what to say..."

She felt like an idiot for not seeing it before; of course you liked her back!

"I-I'm sorry," she stammered, wiping the tears away from her eyes. "I never meant to make you feel like that... I was just so focused on Jay, and I didn't want to lose him..." She paused, taking a deep breath before continuing, "But that doesn't mean I don't care about you."

Her words were halting and uncertain, but they came from the heart. She knew now that she had been wrong to push you away, to ignore your feelings in favor of her own obsession.