Promises

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"Oh my gosh, how many girl does this boy kiss?!" Emma questioned angrily, passing by the same dark alley in which Ty kissed passionately yet another girl. Yesterday it was a brunette, today it was a blonde. Goosebumps spread around her skin as she shivered and turn away.

"Don't even mention it." Nalya sighed, rolling her eyes. "Emma promise me you'll never fell in love with a playboy."

Emma giggled at sudden request of her best friend. Which she thought it was silly, of course she wasn't going to date a guy like him. Not day not ever. She thought, little did she know, fate had other plans for her.

"I promise." She smiled sweetly, Nalya smiled back and they both turn to their locker.

"Good morning beautiful." Emma's boyfriend, Chase, greeted. Pecking her cheek. To then, support his body against the locker just besides her. "How is my lady doing?" He grinned, stroking her shoulder.

"Glad you asked. Um, I'm doing horrible, can you come to my house tonight? Cuddle up." She smiled, closing her locker. Intertwining their finger as they walked away.

A smile played upon his lips. More like smirk.
Chase slipped his arm around her petit waist and pulled her closer. "It'll be a honor darling." He whispered in her ear, making her shiver.

She nodded slowly and entered the classroom

"Pardon but the honor will be all mine." Ty smirked before he entered his classroom.

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Emma threw her bags on top of the bed, which flopped against the bed with a loud thud. She was about to close the door of her room but someone's laughing caught her attention. She peek, only her head, from behind the door to see Adrien chasing Marinette as she laughed in amusement.

"C'mere—" Adrien hollered mischievously, chasing after his lady until he smacked her down to the floor. "Got ya." He grinned, smacking his lips against hers passionately as she moan loudly. Wrapping her legs around his waist, her hands pressing against his strong back.

Emma slammed the door shut. Feeling how her eyes teared up. Her parents were happy, was the problem with that? Her problems were hidden really deep beneath her skin. It wasn't selfishness but jealousy.

She was jealous that her parents had what she had longed so much. Love. True love. She didn't felt that way about  chase. And that killed her.

The room had become cold and distant. Is as if she was all alone in this world. Only the light of the moon fell upon her room. She collapsed onto the bed crying, feeling weak by each tear that streamed down her cheek.

"Why is such beautiful girl crying?" A soft, sweet voice asked. Emma jumped up only to a see a figure. As the figure walked, heavy metal clanged against the floor. "Who—"

"I don't have much time dear, I'm Ladywolf, guardian of love, true love. I've heard your cries of pain,  and I came here to tell you cry no more. True love you will meet soon yet the price will be pregnancy."  With a blink of Emma, Ladywolf disappeared.

What did she met by pregnancy? Soon she'll meet with him? She was awfully confused.

She went to the bathroom, and splashed water on her face. Maybe it was all an illusion. The time and pain were messing with her. She was sure of it.

As soon as she step out of the bathroom she was abruptly pinned against the wall. "Your such a beautiful girl Emma." The boy smirked. Pressing their body together, he lean down to her ear, "A girl that shouldn't be alone."

She shivered, the voice, the words, the warmth, the muscular arms. Ty.