Emily Rose Alford, a 17yr old girl who looses her father in a plane crash leading to heartbreak of her and her mother who engages herself in gambling making them poor and Emily's life more difficult
Jake Matt Johnson, a cocky 19yr old who is known a...
I hope you like this chapter so far.. I'm sorry for the long wait, a lot of things happened so I will post two chapters as an apology to u guys.(•‿•) ~SO ENJOY~ 😘❤️
"uhh my head" I slowly opened my eyes but immediately shut them as tight as I could when multiple beams of life struck them. After a while, I slowly opened them again and sat up to get a better view of my surroundings. Wait, this isn't my room I looked down at the bed This isn't my bed I peeked under the sheets BUT THIS IS MY BODY!! I blinked AAAAAHHHHHH!!! I forcefully got out of the bed but tripped on something and fell face flat on the rug with my butt in the air. Ouch Before I knew it, the bathroom door flung open. "Ummm..." I quickly sat up and covered myself and looked at the person who was no one another than the Player King Jake Johnson dressed in a pair of sweatpants and tank top and a towel around his neck. We looked at each other in complete silence for a few seconds before I realized the situation. I looked at my covered body then looked at him, with widen eyes I "ahhh!" yelled. " Hey" he blended over and covered well more like slapped my mouth with his palm. "Stop screaming the neighbors are gonna hear us shut up okay?" I nodded before he removed his hand. I stood up and ran for the floor"Ahhh!! help!! help!! I've been raped, someone sav-" He grabbed my waist and pulled me over to the couch, covering my mouth again. He sighed "I didn't rape you, you just slept.. naked on my bed..."he looked away. Did he blushed?! "... while I slept on the couch." He continued still looking away. "Thank God" From there, Jake told me everything that happened yesterday, the party, drinks , Linda and my behavior that night. I sighed. "So.." I quickly faced him. "... you can stop screaming." I slowly nodded. He lifted an eyebrow. "I'm serious." I nodded faster. He released his hand around my face as I hissed in pain immediately after. His eyes darted in worry. "What's wrong?" "My cheeks hurt" I looked away. He gently grabbed my chin and turned my face towards his. His gaze was so intense, I had to look away. " W...w.. what is it?"I stuttered feeling nervous. "You have a bruise, there" I looked at him. "Hold on " he said before getting up. He went to the bathroom and came back almost immediately with a first aid kit. He dropped it on the table and opened it and brought out a cotton swap, applying spirit on it before bringing it to my face. I pulled away making him to at me in questioned. "I don't do spirits" I said looking at the thing in his hand. He sighed before bringing it back to my face. I pulled away again " did you not hear me" "Look, I don't have time for this" he said irritated "Good, I don't want to do this" I said trying to look as irritated as he was. He dropped the swap on the table and got up. "Go take a shower first" and said before leaving the room. I also stood up and went to the bathroom.
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I entered the bathroom and took off the blanket before throwing it back to the bed. I turned the shower on and washed my body and hair before wrapping myself with his towel firmly around my chest. After bathing, I opened the door and peeked through. No sight of mingle man. I quickly grabbed the clothes on the bed along band-aid next to it and hurrily entered the bathroom. After I got dressed, I decided to go to the living room and find what to do there.
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