All she's doing is screaming, screaming, screaming. I'm dumbfounded by this. I love 'her' so much but 'she' doesn't even know 'she' exists and the man next to her? I don't know if he's dead or alive.
I never knew how much of a bunch psychopaths our...
I didn't think the mafia would be this hurtful. Do you really have to punch and whip them?
Why are you hurting him Jaxson and Matthew?
The man who was tied up in the chair coughed up blood and then took his last breaths that sounded wheezy before he died.
That's when I'm lifted up high off the ground by Edward who carries me away up the stairs into my bedroom.
" Hey, hey it's okay. " Edward said calmly. After he put me on my bed he placed both of his hands on my shoulders and rubbed them making sure I stayed calm.
" Why are they hurting them? " I stared at Edward.
" Because he was a very bad man who messed with us. " He replied.
" Oh. Will it happen all the time? " I asked my voice sounded innocent.
" No sweetheart, it won't I promise. " He smiles at me but I knew he was worried about me.
" Okay. ".
He settles down next to me on the bed and he turns on the TV and he played the film Jumanji. ( might I add it's a incredible film! ) " I heard you like this film is that correct? ".
" Yeah it is. ".
Mum showed up by the door again and came into the room and hugged me goodbye and I know Edward had stars in his eyes from her beautiful makeup that she was wearing. She was wearing nude eye shadow with black eyeliner and a small bit of mascara.
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Mum was off to work now which she wanted to do because she likes working it keeps her mind active and not bored.
After she left Edward got up and paused the film then he went out of the door to go and retrieve something and that's when Jaxson came running into the bedroom and flew onto the bed. He grabs me and pulls me close to him.
His once brown hair is turned black by the wetness of showing he has showered. He's now wearing clean, ripped blue jeans and a white The North Face T-shirt. And oh my God! He's smells of Lynx Ice Chill and that's literally the best smell in the whole freaking world.
" I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY YOU HAD TO SEE THAT! " He wails.
" Shush. " I said as I snuggled into his chest some more. " You smell like Lynx so shush. " And I covered his mouth with my hand so he couldn't talk.
" ko ykou ijojk lymsn? " His voice is so muffled it's actually really funny.
I giggle with happiness, " What? I can't hear you! ".
His face turns into a bored tone and he rolls his eyes at me. I remove my hand and hug him once more.
" I said do you like Lynx? " He repeats with a basic tone and I almost shudder by his strong accent.
