Emery has everything she could ever want in life. A nice house,a prestigious private school, a big bedroom, she's popular, and most importantly, lots of friends. Until one day that could all be taken away from you and you get a reality check. Emerys...
Chapter 37 (rewritten November 6th, 2024) "Sometimes I feel like I'm just lost in an endless field of flowers with no way out- Liz."
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"Emery you know what I told you, not to get too far away from the carnival, he uttered."
"Like you'd ever give a shit Jim, why are you suddenly so concerned about losing me? I said in a sarcastic tone."
"Oh Emery, his tone was playful, don't you ever get anything, I know deep down you crave it when I annoy the hell out of you, sweetheart, so why don't you just give in to my charm already? He reached to touch Emery's face and she slapped his hand before he could caress her face with his hand. Emery knew what he was trying to do. He was gonna try to win her heart only for it to be broken in the process, but Emery, she doesn't fall for jerks of any kind.
Jim's smirk quickly faded as he saw the uninterested look in her eyes, and quickly gave up as a result of her being uninterested in his mind games. Usually, his persuasive tactics would work on other girls but not Emery.
"Enough games, Jim I'm leaving," I stated, not pleasured by his little mind games.
"I can't believe you just left me there!" Jim exclaimed, anger evident in his voice.
"Well you were the one who wanted us to split up in the first place so why are you pitching a fit all of a sudden? Huh, why," I questioned him pointing at him.
People outside the carnival toll gates began to notice the sudden commotion between the two and figured they were probably dating and having disputes, but little did they know they weren't dating and they were forced to go together. Some watched them bicker, and people whispered to each other.
Jim was so sick of Emery at that moment he decided to give her space and go to the nearest phone booth to call a taxi to get her home it was the last thing he could do, and he wasn't that nice to her, so maybe this could make up for being an asshole towards her.
After I heard Jim hailed a taxi so I could get home, a wave of relief washed over me, eager to escape Jim's presence. The taxi driver however, an eccentric soul at that, told us the of the time he lamented over a baguette that costed him an arm and a leg. The air in the cab was filled with his heavy French accent and the stories that were told that night.
Just when I thought my night would be more peaceful, I was going home in a cab what was the worst that could happen? I thought to myself. That terror was the igniting of Jim's cheap cigarettes, the driver then lost it, he was yelling like a madman, swatting his arms like there were invisible flies in the car, Naturally Jim got me kicked out of the taxi which, I quickly just left Jim by himself, I was sick and tired of his foolish acts.
As I reached the doorsteps of the brownstone building I heard Jim's voice chasing after me, but I continued to ignore him.
When I opened the door to my dad's apartment complex, I saw him watching television on the couch, surprisingly however, he turned off the tv as soon as I opened the door.
"So how was tonight?", He asked.
"Dad, how can I say it was the worst in eighteen different languages, Because I hated it, please don't let me hang out with that punk," Emery begged.
Emery's father was quickly to say something else but was stopped by emery storming to her bedroom to just give up on how dirty life did to her on this terrible day.
