Get her to myself

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Emma's POV

*7 years later*

A new family adopted me, and they were pretty nice, until they sent me back when they heard me talking to the voice out loud one day. Then another family I got a hold of me, until they sent me back for the same reason. That's how I got with my new family.

"5 times in one year!! 5 different couples don't just make that shit up Emma!"

David. My new "dad " was actually pretty good to me despite that first sentence. I understand he's just trying to help me. I'm sure he has a good relationship with his wife, whom I have yet to meet, since I've only been here for two weeks and she's on a three week business trip.

David I'm telling you, I'm not crazy! Don't you ever to talk yourself out loud? I try and throw him of my scent.

"Of course I do Emma, but when I talk to myself Im not arguing about whether or not I should shoot the next door neighbor!!"

You promised you wouldn't read my file! You said that it didn't matter!

I yelled feeling betrayed.

He notices my  anger and visibly relaxes with an exasperated sigh.

"You're right. I'm sorry Emma, I just wanted to understand you a bit better." He said sincerely.

I sighed and apologized for blowing up. We both went to separate parts of the house to cool down.

I walked into my bedroom and laid down. Grabbing my phone.

(Emma's Room)

When I opened up my phone I realized that I had accidentally grabbed David's instead. Just as I was about to get up and take it to him he got a notification, it was from Instagram. (@Regal Me) made a new post.

I got curious and decided to open up the page. What I saw changed my life forever.

 What I saw changed my life forever

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#keepitregal.

"Oh fuck!" I said as I felt my dick start to throb.

Those sweet, plump pink lips made me want to see them wrapped around my shaft. I wanted to see those brown eyes rolls back out of pure ecstasy.

I scroll down and instantly reach to take my cock out of my pants, stroking.

I scroll down and instantly reach to take my cock out of my pants, stroking

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Aw shit! Is she a fucking model?
I murner to myself.

I stroke faster and a bit of precum oozes out. I flip around so I'm positioned right above the screen and cum, Hard.

"Uhmf! " My body jerks as more cum spills out of me and onto the screen.

I whisper out loud to no one, Im gonna find this girl, and I'll give her want she needs.

When I finally come down from my high I realize what a mess I made. I quickly change my clothes and throw my blanket in the laundry.

Then I take off David's phone case and wash his phone with water and hydrogen peroxide. ( It's water proof).

Going down stairs I find him in the living room.

Hey David. I grabbed your phone by accident, sorry.

Oh! Emma, thanks I was looking all over for it.  He said taking it with a smile.

"No problem, oh hey by the way who's (#Regal Me)?" I ask acting like I'm not super interested.

"Oh Regina? She's my wife or I guess your new mom kiddo." He smiles obliviously as he says that and turns around walking to the kitchen.

It's a good thing he did to because of he had of stayed he would've seen my enraged jealous expression.

I got a lot better at controlling when The voice shows up, so now it doesn't have access to some of my memories, and it doesn't know what's going on unless I want it to. unfortunately, when I'm mad The voice automatically shows up, as my controls is at its weakest.

What's wrong Emma? Should we burn someone again? It asks.

No, we don't need to do that.

Well then why are we feeling this emotion? It feels like we want something but someone is keeping us from it. So why can we not burn them?

Because I said so! Now go away.

The voice disappears and I'm left with my thoughts.

How. How. How do I get her to myself.

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