P R O L O G U E

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P R O L O G U E

D A T E  :   U N K N O W N 

E M M A ' S  P O V 

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         I've come to comprehend that fears can escalate at any given moment; that is whether you allow it to escalate or not...it is entirely your choice.

But then again, most of the time we can't control that but what I did grasp on was the idea that the fears vary from the simplest of things. And I began to be aware that each human being comes to carry one internally even if some say they fear absolutely nothing.

So it was at this very moment of my realization I understood and accepted that much of my fear hovers over a very common thing known as love. I'd consider myself a liar if I admitted to this being my only fear because it definitely wasn't.

                   But since the moment I laid my eyes on him. I was forced to face what I feared again. 

      Him. It was him who triggered feelings that I never thought I would experience to its peaking point again. It was because of these feelings now that I was able to open up more to, in a self wise matter at least. And so during this journey of inexperienced feelings, I began to recall this psychology class I had taken during my high school years of which explained thoroughly through the human system of perceptions. It always made me wonder if I was awaiting a trial to be exposed to these various unexplainable feelings but I've come to the conclusion that  I was already experiencing these feelings.  What I never expected was the involvement of such miraculous innervation of passion. I never expected to be caressed so tenderly. Caressed like I have never been caressed before.

The way he made me feel had lead us to where we were today. What was brewing within me was, now, exposed to the outside world because of him. And because of him I've also come to comprehend what my mother meant when she said that love was, in fact, a powerful thing. Loving someone makes every other feeling look incapable in comparison to its pure happiness that it brings upon you or joyous ambiance you find yourself surrounded in. And although loving someone allows you to feel all this happiness, there is a time where you can find yourself sounded with pure sadness too. 

      Sadness that arises in the midst of our problems and obstacles but also rose whenever either one of us brought it.

      But despite anything, whenever our aura was intoxicated he always found ways to detox the atmosphere. And that was the thing, he mirrored aspects that I've waited to find in someone for so long...he wasn't only focused on the sexual pleasures life has granted us to feel.

      Yet for some reason I feared falling too in love with him would only end up in the tragic death of my hopes. I feared that this is only going to be something temporary and everything we spoke about would be shattered and forgotten. I feared that maybe we aren't in the right place to fall in love the way we are.

      Or maybe I've put so much thought into this instead of letting things go the way they are planned to go. I've invested quite a lot in thinking too much and it just makes everything so difficult for me and I become too flustered up with my emotions that-

"Emma?"

      His soothing voice interrupted my moment of over flooding thoughts and without any rush my eyes traced themselves toward the living room entrance and immediately connect with his pale colored eyes that drooped with sleepiness while light yawns escaped his salmon hued lips.

"Yeah?"

    Unhesitatingly a smile emerges as he began to make his way toward the coffee colored davenport I had been sitting on for the last two hours, "It's almost five in the morning muppet, what are you doing up?"

    Before I even knew it a sigh departed from my lips and that was when worrisome began to overtake his facial expression and I  knew I had to make up something to explain it, "I just couldn't sleep, that's all."

    By then he sat a mere short feet away from me, closer than I expected and clearly he was puzzled by my answer, "Are you sure that's your reason?"

    Ultimately I knew all too well that it wasn't, of course it wasn't, "Y-yeah?" My reply intended to come out as a sure answer to his question but instead was blurted out as a question and had only made me nervous enough that I couldn't look at him in the eyes any longer.

    I know that maybe it was ridiculous that I didn't tell him anything or explained what I had been thinking but I just couldn't, I felt like he couldn't understand it.

    Within seconds, I gently felt his index finger lift my chin so our eyes would once again meet with his, "You know you can tell me anything that's on your mind, you know that muppet."

    "I-I know its just that," I stop and groan before covering my face with both my hands, "I'm just so scared." Completing the sentence, I found that he didn't immediately say anything like he normally would and instead we found ourselves surrounded with absolute silence.

    But still I could sense the burn of his eyes scorch the hands that covered my face. Slowly as the minutes slipped by, his hands were found on mine, removing them from my face; keeping them tightly secured in his, "What are you so scared of?"

"Of this."

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a/n:

okay ive deleted every book ive published because i feel like they don't come out the way I expect them too but im feeling really good about this book and i think it'll be great

anyways i expected that this would makeup for any discontinued stories some of you have been reading, i swear this one is going to continue no matter what

please give this a vote and a comment! i would really like to know your thoughts on this so far :)

-mel

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