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Chapter 68: The Return Home

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Chapter 68: The Return Home

      I didn't remember last night coming into the bedroom. But the evidence shows that we did somehow and here I lie with Christopher under the sheets with me. I wake lying on my stomach and my leg entwined with Christopher's. And I see him lying on his back and he looks incredibly comfortable. But he looks so sweet while he is off in his dream world. And I pray that it is something peaceful that he dreams of. After everything he revealed to me last night I cannot think of the possibility of him never sleeping the same again.

I just lie there, staring over at him as he is clearly sleeping. I see his chest breathing up and down slowly. And I see he is dreaming. And I just want to be sure it is him I can see like this for the rest of my life. He is the only person I want to wake up to everyday like this. Who else could possibly be this great to wake up to every night? I just smile at him, seeing him barely move. I come to terms of acceptance to realize that last night was clearly the most perfect but emotional experience. Especially when Christopher started crying during our intercourse. And I'm still trying to process everything he told me last night. It's so hard to accept a secret but to realize how much the person is hurting but underneath it, you always knew. And it actually hurts you too. So all the emotions came at me giving me whiplash. And still, I'm processing it in my brain.

   Of course I can't stop staring at Christopher as he slept. I had just stared at him, seeing how beautiful he is. And I like seeing him like this. I look at him and I see him just breathing gently. I stare at him and I smile, and I roll over grabbing his tee shirt and throwing it on over my body to wear. And I grab my phone and I check to see if I got any missed calls or texts. I go into my voicemails and I see I have many voicemails from blocked calls, obviously from Noah. And the second, I pressed the first one I put my phone up to my ear listening to what he had to say. Even though I know that I will not care.

    "I can't believe that you just left me. You always good at running, aren't you? But guess what? I can run too. You just leave and you don't even call to tell me that you have left. I can't sleep, Emma. Your haunting me in our house. I want you back. And I hate you for running out on me. And still, you act like your this perfect girl. But I should have seen the real you from ten months ago when I first met you. Your so fucking fake. You lash out with your issues. Your daddy issues. And you care more about your stepbrother than you do about me. You make everything better for you. It's best if you just never came into my life. I wanted you, but now I hate you. I hate you because I fell in love with you. And now I'm stuck in it. And I want you to suffer with the same fate as I am. And I cannot just pretend that it doesn't piss me off. And you are an ungrateful little selfish bitch. And I want everyone to know what a real fake person you are. It's why you let Matt Tyler, or even Christopher look at you, even flirt with you. You say that you and Christopher are family and that there is nothing romance happening but I see through him...he has always had it for you. He wants you all the time. I can read it off his face. It's why I'm so fucking happy I smashed his face in at Christmas. If I do find out that it is more... I will kill him for real. Because you belong to me. And I belong to you. And that's how it should be. If you dare love him back, I will kill him. And hate him. I hate your stepbrother. I want you to cut him out of your life. Get him out of our lives. I want you to myself and I can't do that if he's in it. So I am telling you, I fucking hate him. I hate him so much...I want him dead. And you better remember that!" Noah's voice on the recorded voicemail said, and I noticed he kept slurring and stammering over every word he said.

    I can tell that he was drunk when left this voicemail. But I actually don't care because anything to do with him actually makes me hate him even more. And the next thing, I'm just lost through my heart and mind of everything. And the only thing I got is to see Christopher in my future. I can't even see Noah in it. But even Noah's threats were not enough. He couldn't just say those things and expect me to run back to him in open arms. I will not. I am choosing myself. And I want Christopher.