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Both Ethan and Emma couldn't keep their thoughts off of one another. Ethan indulging in her lips whilst Emma intertwining their hands together. This was in their heads, of course. Imaginary.

Their worlds were so different.

Emma counted down the days on her whiteboard in her room which her Mom obviously questioned. "Just a dream of mine might be happening." Emma replied.

"Oh yeah? What kind of dream sweetheart?" Michelle smiled, leaning against Emma's door frame.

"A dream, a miracle. I don't know. Just a sign that I'm not going crazy I guess." Emma's eyes staring outside of the window.

"You're making no sense Emma." Michelle cackled.

Emma snapped her head at her Mom. "I know. My head isn't okay Mom."

She didn't lie at all and in fact Emma was so close to hitting a peak of depression. She had no friends, no one to talk to other than her Mom who just tried to feed her lies and sell her this new life, no social life and it was killing her.

"But that's because you're not letting yourself live this new life I've given you Emma." Her tone shifted to stern.

When Michelle would say this Emma would roll her eyes and ignore but Emma couldn't. Not this time.

"No Mom! This is the life you want! You wanna be away from everyone because you thought leaving Dad would make things better and they didn't."

Michelle took up properly in shock at her daughters words. Emma was just getting started though. "But do you know how many people have gone through this Mom? Millions. But they didn't move their daughter away and drain them from society."

"How dare you! I'm doing this for you not me!"

"No Mom, you're running away from Dad! Don't use me as an excuse!" Emma threw the two books she had in her hands.

Books she's read over and over again out of boredom.

Michelle's face turned red. She also saw red. "This is because of that boy, isn't it?"

"No. It's not just because of him." Emma said softly.

Michelle laughed like an evil witch out of a film. "I fucking knew it."

Michelle never swore that much in front of Emma and she especially hasn't these past years so it shocked her a whole lot. Neither of them said anything as Emma stared at the wall. She knew she had to defend her corner.

"I've helped you Mom. Please respect I had a life back home, you might not of but I did and I loved it and I was happy. Please don't strip that away from me when all I did was try gain you happiness since we left Dad."

Michelle looked up at Emma, red still in her eyes but they had softened a little bit but as she noticed- she left, slamming the door behind her.

Emma was left alone, with her tears. Laying in bed for the 40th time this week and wept to herself. It was so hard and all her days seemed grey.

What will she do?

She didn't have a clue so she went to local store and got a box of hair dye.

Ethan

"Baby, you're so good." I mumbled as Serena was currently sucking my dick.

She'd look up at me and smile but something twitched with my heart. I didn't care for her smile.

I pushed her head back down.

Block it out, Ethan.

She kept trying to come up but I wasn't done. I wanted to cum. Release out my feelings almost, in a fucked up way.

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