Irresistible

Chapter Thirty-Six

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Chapter Thirty-Six

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"What?" Prue asked softly upon noticing Emilia standing in her doorway watching her.

The thirteen year old was cleaning up her floor once again while the twins were napping.

"Do... Do you want some help?" Emilia asked nervously, biting her lower lip.

"You can help if you want, I'm just picking the toys up right now." Prue responds, picking up several more toys.

Emilia nodded, continuing to bite her lip. She slowly made her way into the room, picking up a few toys.

Prue finished picking up some toys before moving over and putting clothes away.

Emilia stood awkwardly in the middle of the room, looking down at her feet.

After a few minutes, Prue sat down on her bed and ran a hand through her hair. "How's everything with what's her face?"

Emilia shrugged. "I think she's mad at me." She mumbled.

"Why?" Prue asks softly, her eyes weren't as bright as they used to be.

Emilia shrugged again. "She thinks I'm hiding something from her." She stayed in the middle of the room, shuffling awkwardly.

"Are you?" The thirteen year old was growing tired of whatever was going on with them.

One minute Emilia is ignoring her and the next they're talking or kissing depending on the day.

"I haven't told her I'm dyslexic. You and my parents are the only ones who know... so... yes." Emilia said slowly.

Nodding her head, Prue takes a deep breath and runs a hand through her hair. "Why don't you tell her then?"

Emilia immediately shook her head. "She'll treat me differently. She'll make fun of me, laugh at me. More than she already does." She whispered the last sentence.

"Then she doesn't deserve you." Prue responds, standing up and walking over to Emilia. "You are beautiful inside and out." She breathes out, caressing the older girl's cheek.

Emilia's eyes filled with tears and she bit her lip, swallowing. "Thank you."

Smiling sadly, Prue kisses Emilia softly before pulling away. "Don't thank me for telling the truth."

Emilia swallowed, her eyes turned tired. "Take a nap with me?" She asked shyly.

"Of course." Prue responds, leading Emilia over to her bed and laying down, holding her arms out for the older girl.

Emilia swallowed the lump in her throat and crawled onto the bed, curling up into a small ball in Prue's arms. She found herself feeling safe and loved.

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"Several inmates have been released do to overcrowding in the local prisons." A newscaster was shown on the tv screen in the living room. "Many of the men and women were arrested for horrible things, but none as horrible as murder."

Prue sat frozen as she watched the faces of released inmates, her eyes locked on one in particular.

She bit her lip, tears forming in her eyes.

Camila stood in the entryway to the kitchen with Normani, frustration shining in her eyes. "Of course they couldn't send the inmates to another prison."

"Santana did all she could but she's powerless when it comes to this." Normani said.

Closing her eyes, Camila takes a deep breath. "Prue's devastated, her teachers said she won't even leave class unless she's accompanied by an adult along with Blue."