"Hi, I'm..." before I can even introduce myself I'm interrupted.
"Why would I care who you are?" he snarls.
Emma Winston is a 17-year old who's finishing high school. Emma has always been kind of invisible but that changes when she's forced to work...
I slept the better part of the morning but I kept waking up because of my throat. Just as I'm walking towards the couch my phone rings. It's Jane's name so I quickly pick up.
"Hello?" I greet.
"Emma? Could you come over today? I sent your blood with an urgent mark so I could get your results today and I just received them." Comes Jane voice.
"Is it okay if I come around lunch then Lucas can drive me?" I force out sounding hoarse.
"Sure, I'll save you a spot. See you later." She answers. People might find it weird that Aiden and I are so familiar with our doctor but that's only because she was our babysitter at some point in life.
"Bye." I reply ending the call. I sent a quick text to Lucas telling him about the call I just had and our appointment at lunch. I feel relatively fine at the moment so I grab my laptop and go to the side of Ikea.
Ever since I made the deal with Lucas about me buying the furniture I've been thinking about all the cute things you find at Ikea. So since I have some time I'm starting to look for things I like. For the bedroom I was thinking something like modern cosy.
I just love a nice and cosy bedroom but at the same time I like something tight and modern. I hope Lucas likes these kind of things too because after all this is his place I'm just a guest who can take refuge in his place.
After looking through a lot of things on the site I get tired again and just as I am about to lie down my phone started to buzz. The caller-ID shows me it Lucass so I immediately pick it up.
"Hello?" I croak and immediately try to clear my throat.
"Hey, babe. How are you feeling?" I hear him ask as I start to sit up again.
"Fine, I'm a bit tired." I yawn. I can hear him chuckle at my answer and I smile to myself enjoying his laugh – well chuckle to be precise.
"Then get to sleep I just wanted to check on you, making sure that you were okay not keeping you from getting sleep. Go to sleep princess I'll see you in about an hour and a half." Comes his response. Princess? Since when does he call me princess?
"Okay, see you soon, my knight?" I try but it doesn't sound right.
"See you soon but I'm not a knight if anything I'm just a commoner." He states and then mumbles"Either way I'm not worthy of you." I'm not sure if I heard him correctly or not but he ends the call after that.
I put the phone next to me and try to go to sleep but his words keep me awake for about half an hour. "Either way I'm not worthy of you." What the hell does he mean by that? I know he isn't exactly an innocent but he isn't that bad either. He might have that bad boy image going on but he really isn't one or at least not to me.
After a while sleep catches up to me as I keep replaying his words and what he meant with them. I know I'm asleep and yet everything feels so real. Unless I'm hallucinating the only logical explanation for me being in what seems to be the middle ages is that I am dreaming.
I'm walking down a market dressed in the finest silk dress. It's a cream white dress with black details. The dress comes to just below my ankles while the sleeves hang right over my arms loosely as they continue to my knees.
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