I stare at my phone, but nothing. I haven't heard from her since I left her house in the darkness of this morning.

There was a knock at the front door. I waited for mom or Sarah to answer it. Another knock came and no one had opened the door.

I turn the knob, and as the door opens I see her.

Emilie stood on my front porch with tears streaming down her face, coughing as she tried to breathe.

She ran straight into me and wrapped her arms around me tight. Once my arms were around her, I felt her body put all of her weight onto me. Her chest shook with each whisper scream between each breath. Without hesitation, I carry her into the living room and sit with her on the couch.

"I can go find Sarah.."

She grabbed my shirt tighter, "No."

I just held her as she cried for awhile, until it seemed as though she had run out of tears. She leaned back off of my chest and looked me in the eyes, "He is dead."

I know that my eyes became wide and my chest tightened, because she started to tear up again. I felt my eyebrows start to get closer to each other, "Who is dead?"

She covered her mouth with her hand, and gasped for air, "My dad."

Her entire body fell onto mine in defeat and the tears began again. As it sank it, I held her tight and slowly rocked back and forth.

"Is everything okay?" I looked up to see my mom holding her purse walking towards the front door.

I shook my head and rubbed my hand on Emilie's back.

"Oh, honey. You are Sarah's friend, aren't you? What's going on?" Mom sat down on the other side Emilie and patted her shoulder.

Sarah must not be home, she would have come out by now. Emilie moved from my shoulder, to my mothers. I looked down at the massive wet spot on my shirt, but I didn't even care. My heart was hurting for her.

All I could think about was that she came here, she came to me. Her heart is shattered, and she ran to me. I thought she was here for Sarah but she held me tight, and cried on my shoulder. She trusted me, and she expected safety and comfort from me.

Emilie settled down and stood beside the couch, "Can I have some water?"

I nodded my head and led her into the kitchen, "You can sit, I will fix you a glass."

She tried to smile, but she was too broken. I wanted to ask her what happened, and where her mom was, and why she came here... but I simply handed her the glass of ice water.

She chugged the entire glass within seconds.

I heard the front door open and close, mom had left.

"Do you need me to take you anywhere? Or call anyone?"

She shook her head side to side, "No, my mom is at the airport... and I don't have anyone else."

I put my arm around her, "You have me."

She leaned in closer to me, "Can I stay here tonight? I don't know that I can be alone."

I wanted to let her stay.. more than anything else in the world.. but Sarah would be home before dark.

"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have-"

I squeezed her arm, "Stop. You can stay, or I can stay with you if you would rather sleep in your own bed," she looked at me halfway smirking under the puffiness, "Don't worry, I can be a gentleman."

Her eyes fell to the ground, "I just need someone to be there for me..."

"I'm here."

She rested her head on my shoulder, "Where is Sarah?"

I sighed, "I am not really sure... I can call her if you want me to. I'm sure she would stay with you."

She shook her head but didn't lift it from my shoulder, "Liam..."

I felt my heartbeat start to speed up, "Yeah..."

She finally lifted her head to meet my eyes, "I want you to stay with me."

She lifted her hand to my cheek and slowly ran her thumb across my bottom lip. I was trying hard to not be turned on and to be more sensitive to her situation, but Damn she was making it so difficult.

She inched her upper body closer to me until our noses were almost touching, she ran her thumb across my lip again and whispered, "Please... stay with me."

My eyes were locked in on hers, she had me completely frozen. My mouth was dry and I couldn't form any words. The sadness in here eyes took over, and I began to see the exhaustion across her face and her eyelids.

"Let me get some clothes. Stay here," I kissed the side of her forehead and went up to my room. I grabbed some boxers and some shorts and a couple of shirts. From my bathroom, I grabbed my deodorant, toothbrush, toothpaste, brush, and a few more small things to go into my drawstring bag.

I met Emilie at the bottom of the stairs and we walked out to my Jeep, "Are you hungry?"

For the first time today, her eyes didn't look sad, "I'm starving..."

With one hand on the wheel, and one intertwined with hers, we left the driveway and headed towards town.

"Can we not tell Sarah... I know that this," she pointed back and forth from her chest to mine, "isn't really anything, but I just don't think she needs to know."

I double squeezed her hand in mine, "Em, this is definitely something, we are just both trying to figure it out... but don't worry, It will be our secret." I drew her hand to my lips and kissed it.

My mission tonight is to distract her and keep her mind off of everything, she needs it.