Meet Emma Boston, a kind but sarcastic girl with a dark past no one knows except two people. She's 23 and works in a local store as a cashier. The only thing she hates is people judging others as if they are God.
Now here's Alek Martin, a sweet guy...
Yesterday was one of the hardest days of my life. The pain. I could clearly see it inside his heart. He was too pure for this world. I realised this moment that I am not gonna leave him alone to fight his past battles. I don't want him to go through what I did. It will destroy the last few pieces of his heart that's left. Just like mine.
His nightmare triggered the memories I had locked away in my brain. My father was very abusive. He never abused me physically but she did. She left the scars that are proof of his verbal abuse. Even though he is not here right now, I can still see and hear him calling me 'unworthy'. The impact he had on my life was a huge one.
The mental scars he had left behind was much worse than the physical ones.
He was not my stepfather. He was my real one and she was my mother. I had my father's hair and mother's eyes. I never knew why they abused me so much being their only daughter.
I would always think of ways I made them unhappy deserving of the punishments. Nothing. I came up with not a single thing I had done. I never went against their rules. I was the most perfect girl the world knew.
If I do something about myself, the people will call me selfish. If I do the same thing for my family, they'll praise me. The world teaches you to put everything first before you. They're wrong. Put yourself first and see how you grow.
It took me a hell lot of time to get over them. When I turned 18, I left the house which was obvious. I moved away to the other side of the world. I used to stay in a small room before. Everytime someone would come closer to me, I would get scared so much that my eyes would water first before my brain registers something. I would always be so paranoid about them finding me. This is one of the reasons I left the college.
I still can't close my eyes for more than 1 minute when anyone's in the room. Except him. That night when I fell asleep on his shoulder. It was strangely comforting. I was so astonished when I heard him crying over my shoulder. He was strong. He was so strong to show me his vulnerable self. To cry. I could never do that. I am not at all strong enough to cry out in front of anyone. I just leave the room if I want to. People think it's rude to leave the conversation in the middle but they don't know when to stop.
I have a simple plan - Spend time with him, make him trust me, help him and then leave him or stay as friends. Whatsoever, he's going to go after 5 months.
Today was weekend, so we both had a holiday. I decided that I'll take him on shopping. A good way to start making a bond. So after calling him, asking him, him denying it, me threatning him, he agreed.
I didn't want to take him to any expensive stores so we started on the cheaper ones.
After shopping on every store in the corner, we went to have some food. I saw a hotdog stall so I said," we are going over there".
We had to cross the road. I was about to cross when I saw him going back and forth with the bags in his hand. It was cute though. He still hadn't got used to the regular world. I took his hand and crossed the road. I saw his face and he was embarrassed. I did not say anything about it.
We went there and ate the hotdog. Me having three while he had one. I never left his hand after that. Even he did not seem to mind it.
He actually looked hot. One hand had shopping bags and other hand with me.
It was a ten minute walk from here to home so we decided to walk rather take the bus.
This is the right time to start a conversation. Deep breaths emma.
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