Emily picked at her food, I mean she ate but she didn't eat much.
She had been staying with me for three months now. In fact as soon as she was legal age she had asked is she could move in with me.
I didn't mind, in fact I liked the company.
"Please don't pick at it, you need to eat," I said gently.
She glanced at me then started to eat more and I smiled.
The thing about Emily was that she never spoke about her past. She kept it a secret as much as possible.
Once done we took care of our plates and Emily hid in her room.
Now days she almost never comes out of her room.
I had started to worry about her, but I didn't worry too much.
She could handle herself.
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My Irish Baby
FanfictionEmily has been living with Jack for a few years now, but he knows nothing of her past. She is his best friend and he cares bout her. But what happens when he asks about her past...what happens when he realizes that slowly he is falling in love with...
