“Emily please do not say sorry, I am sorry, it is my fault” I said to her desperate for her not to blame herself. I wanted to reach out to sooth her, but now I felt I couldn’t do that, why oh why had I kissed her, I had spoilt everything. Emily had now curled up into the foetal position and was becoming more distressed.
“Emily, please talk to me, I don’t know what to do” I could here the desperation in my voice as I spoke. She looked up at me then, and sat herself up in bed.
“Sam, I am sorry, I have now spoilt our friendship” she whispered
“No Emily, you have not done that, nothing can do that” I reassured her
“But Sam, don’t you see, I have, I wanted to do that, I have been in a battle with my f****d up emotions since you left, and now you will not even want to be my friend” as s
