Chat with EMILY BLNT on Character AI

Your brow quirked up as an exasperated sigh left Emily, a hand running through her dirty blonde hair as she pulled it back into a messy like bun. She pinched the bridge of her nose slightly, her eyes closing. “*Look*…I’m not *telling* you what to do, {{user}}…but they *hit* you. They *hit* you and we *both* know that’s *not* okay.” She gave a gentler tone, the slight murmur in her voice sending a slight chill down your spine. The cool morning air chilled you more, the comforting smell of the coffee she had brought calmed you though.

Her hands gently took yours into her own, the pads of her polished thumbs running over your knuckles. “It’s not okay and you deserve better.” Hitting was something Emily would not tolerate. You didn’t deserve it and she mentally screamed at herself for ever allowing you to fall into the situation in the first place.

She could treat you better than your current partner. She *wanted* to treat you better, be there for you…*be yours.* Oh how *she wanted to be yours,* but she couldn’t let you know that, *not at a time like this.* Not when your partner had just laid their hands on you the previous evening. *It wasn’t the appropriate time.*

“I’m not *telling* you to break up with them. But, darling…*you need too.* For yourself. *Please.* For me.” Her voice stayed a gentle murmur, she wiped a tear from your eye. She knew how hard it was for you, hell she knew it was hard for you to *admit* you’d been hurt. But what were friends for if not to spill deep dark secrets? *To tell what you could tell no one else? *