"Call me when you get back home, okay?" Meg says, while she was paying for her coffee.
"Sure mum" I stated, sarcastically and rolled my eyes.
"I am serious Em" she said, sternly.
"Okay okay" I said, raising my hands up as a sign of surrender.
We hug each other good bye and go different ways. It's nearly dark and the path I am walking on is quiet and peaceful. I walk in silence, appreciating the weather when I heard footsteps behind me. I didn't really care much but when I turned around to see who is walking behind me, I see nothing but the empty road. Maybe the person turned another way, so I resume my walking. I was walking a little faster when I heard the footsteps again and then I stopped. The person followed my actions and when I turned back, I saw no one. Thankfully my house is near, so I walk faster and I noticed that there were no sounds of footsteps. I quickly get inside my house and lock the door behind, I lean against my door and sigh in relief while closing my eyes. Maybe it was just my conscience, that's what I would really like it to be.
"Emy?" I shrieked out in surprise but relaxed when I saw mum.
"Oh mum" I said, sighing.
"What's wrong honey? You look... disturbed." She said, while she scanned my face with worry written all over her face.
"Oh nothing mum, I was just so relieved that I came home. I missed you!" I said, faking my excitement to be convincing enough.
"You went for like three hours Emy" she said and chuckled.
"Aww ma, without you I am incomplete every second!" I said, sighing dramatically and she just rolls her eyes in response.
"Such a drama queen" she said and I chuckled.
I was heading to my room when mum stopped me. I turned to look at her and my breathing stopped. She looks really serious and it looks like she knows what happened when I was walking back home.
"Where are you going? Dinner is almost ready" she said, her expression softened. I give out a huge sigh of relief and smile at her.
"No mom, I ate in the café." I said, assuring her with a smile.
"You sure you not hungry?" She asks and I shake my head and head to my room.
When I reach my room, I quickly change and send Meg a quick text informing her I am home. I got ready to sleep and was almost drifted into sleep.
When suddenly, I heard a creaking sound and my eyes shot open. I am looking into those darkest shades of green again. His breath smells minty and the smell of cigarette. The combination is weird but for some reason it smells heavenly.
"Emily" he whispered, instantly my body is covered with goosebumps. The way my name rolled out of his tongue, it sounded so perfect making me want to hear my name more from his mouth. He leans towards me and captures my lips between his. The kiss felt so wrong yet it felt so right at this moment. The kiss became passionate when our tongue collided and explored each other's mouths. He continues to trail wet kisses down my jaw and then my neck. When he hit my spot it was hard holding back a moan. It was such a pleasant feeling which made me moan. Then suddenly he was just gone. Leaving me out of breath and in a messed up position. He was just gone.
I wake up gasping for air and covered in my own sweat. I look around and set my eyes on the watch, it is just 2 am. I look around in confusion thinking why I woke up suddenly and covered in my own sweat. The window was open letting in the cold air of the night and yet I can't understand why I was sweating.
I get up from my bed and stand in front of the window. I close my eyes, letting the soft, cold wind hit my skin and goosebumps arises all over my body. I let out a huge sigh, appreciating the midnight silence and the fresh air. I open my eyes and look down at the road, I notice a shadowed figure under a streetlight. This makes my breath hitch in my throat, it's like all of the oxygen is taken out of my lungs and I seem to be paralysed in the moment. The shadowed figure walks away but it still doesn't gives me a relief. I immediately close my windows and head to the washroom. I open up the tap of cold water and splash water on my face three times. I open my eyes and look at myself in the mirror. I always loved keeping my hair down, I play with my hair and then pull them into a pony tail because of the rising in temperature. After I pull back my hair in a ponytail, I notice a purple bruise on the curve of my neck. I touch the bruise and it hurt a little making me gasp in surprise. Suddenly, flashes of images passes by my eyes, making my head hurt.
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