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my eyes slowly peel open and i look around, waiting for my eyes to adjust to my surroundings. emily was still tightly in my arms and was sleeping peacefully.
i looked over at my alarm clock sitting on my bedside table, it read 3:05 am.
i rested my head back against the pillow and tried to fall back asleep. emily started to squirm in my arms slightly, causing my eyes to shoot open. instead of falling back asleep, my eyes were focused on her.
after a few minutes, i thought everything was fine until she started to whimper and her breath started to hitch. i was now very wide awake and extremely worried.
i pulled myself up so i was resting against the headboard of my bed with emily still in my arms.
"no," she whimpered, her voice laced with evident fear.
her small whimpers turned into cries and she started to thrash around slightly, worrying me even more. "emily," i started to speak while shaking her tiny body slightly.
she continued to cry and little beads of sweat started to form on her forehead.
"em," i half yell while shaking her body more forcefully, "baby wake up."
her eyes shot open and she sat up frantically looking around. "leondre," she sobbed and i pulled her into my chest and rubbed her back soothingly.
"it was just a dream baby girl," we swayed back and forth in each others arms, "your safe."
the way she looked at me made me want to cry also. her eyes were laced with fear and were filled with tears that were flowing down her face. she was grasping onto my shirt, not daring to let go. i continued to whisper soft and soothing words into her ear and kept running my thumbs under her eyes, wiping the fallen tears away even though they still continued to fall.
twenty minutes passed and i was still cradling emily in my arms but she was now calm. she was still grasping onto my shirt just like before but her tears had stopped falling and her breathing was now steady. the moonlight was creeping through the blinds and lit up the room slightly but just enough to see the beautiful girl that i held in my arms. if you looked closely, you could still see the faded lines on her cheeks from where her tears had perviously fallen.
my feelings that i have always had for emily were starting to become even more stronger. at the time that she was most vulnerable and just as beautiful.
my grib around her tightens ever so slightly and i start to think about the day when we first met and all of the memories that we have made togther since then.
we have always stuck by each others side and we have both promised that we always will. for some weird reason, i start to feel guilty but i don't know why.
i constantly admire her beauty, she can always manage to look perfect no matter what she does, whenever we are together i always have the need to wrap her in my arms.
and most importantly, whenever she is around me i always have the urge to grab her face in my hands and kiss her like my life depended on it.
is that why i feel slightly guilty, mabye it was wrong to have such feelings. but, i couldn't care less if it was wrong because deep down in my heart i know it's right.
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