numb || weston koury

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           Emma's POV

"Oh god, what now," Weston groaned. We were both tired from all of the running and panting we'd done today. I'm exhausted and definitely not in the mood to deal with something else tonight.

It's been a long week. Weston was in the hospital, he asked me out, and now there's this.

Ugh.

"Just my mom," I lied. I didn't want Weston to be worried about me for the rest of the night; it's currently 11:30 PM and we both need sleep.

But it's not like I'll be able to sleep anyway.

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

Shit, he doesn't believe me. I'm just gonna tell him in the morning, I don't want him to be up all night worrying about me. Who even cares about me? Why am I such a big deal?

Jacob's always got his eye on me, his dad stalks me too, Weston has to look after me because he's my boyfriend, there's still Mark, how many more people are there gonna be?!

I sighed in frustration. I'm great at telling lies and keeping secrets, but this time I don't think I want to.

I need to tell Weston about the text. Like now.

But I can't! If I care so much for him, I wouldn't tell him.

No Emma. If you care so much for Weston, you would tell him.

I took a deep breath and got ready for more drama to start.

"Fine. Some random number just texted me. I'm pretty sure it's either Jacob, Mark, or Jacob's dad," I handed my phone to Weston and showed him the text. He groaned.

"Not again," he took my phone from me and typed in something to send back to the number.

No. Who is this? Weston sent.

Unknown: That's for you to find out

"What is this, Pretty Little Liars?" I laughed. Weston was so absorbed into my phone that he probably didn't even hear a word I said.

Again; he's always so worried about me. I'm 14 years old, not 10. I don't need to be taken care of 24/7.

I peeked over Weston's shoulder to see him texting the number. Asking questions, trying to find out who the person behind the screen was.

"I think it might be Mario," Weston said.

But why would Mario want to talk to me if he already has a girlfriend?

It can't be Mario.

"Are you sure? Because if Mario already has a girlfriend, why would he be talking to me?" I asked.

"Probably a prank."

I groaned. I hate pranks; this is serious business. What if someone was out to rape me? Kidnap me? Kill me?

I looked into Weston's eyes and tried to clear my head.

"It'll all be okay baby," Weston said as I climbed onto his lap and got comfortable. His fingers went through my hair as I tried to go to sleep.

Ahh. Sleep. Something I haven't gotten in a week.

Weston's POV

Well, Emma got another text and we don't know who it's from. Will this ever stop? Why can't Emma and I just have a regular relationship with no psycho trying to come after her?

Ugh.

She's asleep right now in my lap which I should be thankful for. She needs sleep. I'm trying to figure out this whole Unknown message thing- It's probably Mario playing a prank on us.

I've been typing in random questions trying to get to know the person better but he's been giving me answers that mean nothing every time.

I typed in What's your favorite Vine? just for the sake of asking questions.

I put the phone down and tried to relax. I was really frustrated right now. It's been a long night.

Until the phone vibrated and a Message notification popped up on the screen.

Unknown:
I like turtles

Mark?!

I definitely can't tell Emma now.

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I haven't updated in so long ahhh

I have something every day of the week now after school which makes my schedule really tight😕

buttttttt this was kind of a filler chapter since only the end mattered😂

stay tuned;)