Chapter Twenty-Seven

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**Emily's P.O.V**

I walk down the hospital hall with my head high. The bitch may have clawed at my face, but Charles would still think of me as beautiful. Me and him were meant to be together ever since High School. But when a new girl with a high ranking GPA and a "sexy shape" walks in, every guy falls over. But I knew she was only temporary. The bitch had it coming for her and now she's home crying her little eyes out.

Pathetic.

I walk into my baby Charles room and see that he's already awake. He is propped up in the bed and I smile.

I push my bra up, showing off my new tits and poke my ass out a bit. Making my way to the bed, I flip my hair over my shoulder.

"Good morning, Charles," I say seducingly. "Its good to see you up. You had me worried last night."

I take a seat closer to him and he looks at me.

Well..... If my chest counts as me.

"What time is it?" He asks, running his hand through his hair.

"Thats not important," I say reaching for his hand. "Look at me. Look at my face and what that bitch of a girl friend did to me. She attacked everyone in the room, including Brandon. She tried to kill me because I was here and she wasn't. We called her over and over again to get her to come but you know how busy she always is."

He shakes his head and looks away. I can see the anger in his face and I mentally pat myself on the back.

You can call me a bitch but I was here before her. I waited for him to ask me to be with him, and for her to take him from me? Its like she purposely did this.

And now..... I'm getting what's mine.

I brush my thumb along his hand. "I don't understand why you have her. She is so selfish and unappreciative about what she has. I'll give anything to take her place."

He looks over at me and I look him straight in the eye. No one speaks and the nurse walks in.

"Okay Charles," she chirps. "You are free to go. Nothing serious had happened to you so you really don't need to stay any longer."

He looks away from me and nods at the nurse. She then leaves and I stand.

"I'll go get your things," I tell him. "And we can head to IHop for breakfast."

He eyes me. "What makes you think I'll just give into you? Like I don't know that half of the things you said is a lie."

I lean down until we're faced to face. His eyes lock with mine.

"You wouldn't know the difference between a lie and the truth if both of them stood right in your face. But I do know that Karen don't want Shit to do with you and that just proves how much she actually care for you. And I would love to stand here and tell you more but I'm hungry and I know you are too."

I press my lips to his and kiss him. Pulling away, I walk out the door.

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