Trailer in chapter 1ツ
Book Cover by the wonderful and amazing Jenniferhoranxd♡
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Zayn broke into a sweat. His heart pounded, and his hand began to feel clammy against his bouncing knee. He eventually rose to his feet and began to pace back...
"Listen to me, please". I was in tears and the guilt ate me inside to find her disappointed in me.
"You had one job and instead you act like a pig???"
I gasped as a long trail of smudged mascara and tears dripped off my cheek, "No Emma, its not what you think!"
"I can't look at you right now, you're not my sister". Emma glared at me with disgust, as if I was a stranger in her life.
"I can explain! Just listen to-".
"You disgust me!!" she rose her hand and with a swift movement crashed it against my cheek, making me fall down to the floor on my knees.
Slap!!
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I flinched. My hands clutching the bed sheets while realizing my cheek was damp. I had a surprisingly runny nose and my eyes felt sticky and glued together.
Wow..
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Fluttering open my eyes, I felt the sudden weight of my long, tangled and uncontrollable red hair in my face and part in my nostrils. Giving a harsh exhale, I managed to blow some loose strands away and felt immediately the streaks of sun light dig in my pupils.
I closed my eyes in a grunt.
What, a horrible dream..
I yawned and layed there for a momment, my eyes closing slowly. Feeling that unsatisfying need of more rest, those 5 more minutes would go perfectly now. My body pleaded more rest, exhausted and willingly drained was all I fet. I made myself comfortable in bed once again, realising all my heavy weight on to the mattress and trying to gain my sleep back. But..there was just something not right, I felt that little pea in my shoe bugging me all a sudden. There was pure silence in the room, not one nosie was herd from afar and it almost seemed not right; maybe a little creepy.
That's weird, no smell of bacon or the out of sync humming of my sister. Not the radio, or tv, not an obnoxious yell from Emma or even the loud pop music playing in the kitchen while she cooked.
Huh...
Feeling the odd and uncertain feeling, I opened my eyes and found my self under a big fancy ceiling light, hovering over me. Confusion flared through my eyes as I examined the unwelcomed object. Noticing and acknowledging it, I blink and looked around my surroundings to only be much more unaware of where I had passed the night.
I embraced my self to get out of bed, croping myself on my elbows and realizing the silk beige sheets I was under. Then suddenly, as I lounged for the edge of the bed, two strong arms suddenly wrapped around my small waist and pulled me back down.
