Chapter 22

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CHAPTER 22:

Emma's POV:

I take in my surroundings. The living room is very simple but looks really modern. It has one brick wall with a television and three plain white walls. He has a plush black couch and a coffee table in the centre. I see two ways out, I assume the one on my right leads to the kitchen and the other leads to the bedroom. He hasn't invested a lot here but it still feels.. homey.

He comes out of the kitchen with a glass of water. I gulp down the whole glass in a matter of seconds. He takes a seat on the table, directly facing me. He looks into my eyes and it seems like he is trying to figure something out.

"Are you alright?" He asks me after awhile. After the water I feel a lot better. I nod my head. I can feel my limbs better then before. I am about to open my mouth to say something. But then I have this sudden urge to puke so I get up and frantically, start looking for the bathroom. I don't want to ruin his kitchen, so I search for the nearest bathroom. I go into the hallway and get inside the first door I look while holding my hand tightly covering my mouth. I hear footsteps so I assume that he is following me.

When I am inside the room I search for the bathroom door and look around and see two doors. Jeremy must have sensed my confusion as he guides me to the bathroom. I immediately take a seat on the floor infront of the toilet seat and start puking. All the nasty food and everything comes pouring out of my mouth and nose. Jeremy pulls my hair back to keep it in place so it doesn't get dirty.

"You don't have to be here. It is really nasty" I tell him and wait for him to leave. But, he doesn't. He crouches down and softly rubs his other hand on my back. I feel a little calm.

After about five minutes when I am done puking, Jer gets me a towel and a bottle of water. He also gets me a spare toothbrush.

"Thanks" I tell him. He smiles at me.

"Not only for this but everything you've done for me the whole night" I add. I am so grateful to have him here.

"Don't mention it" he says, looks at me though the mirror for a few seconds and leaves the bathroom. I take a bath and scrub that filthy man's hand off me. I scrub till I have red hands and legs. I still feel so filthy but I step out of the shower. I clean up my mouth that feels disgusting from all the puking. I brush my teeth and feel so much better. By the time I go out, my body gains it's color except for the the little scratches here and there. I see Jeremy going through his closet. He comes out with a pair of clothes. He has already changed into shorts and a tight tshirt that highlights his broad shoulders and sexy chest.

"You can stay here for the night. And I also don't have clothes for you so you can wear my clothes." He places the clothes in my hand. And leaves the room to give me some privacy. I look at the clothes and see that he has given me a pair of black sweats and a black t-shirt with it. I put on his clothes and I feel like Deja Vu when he gave me his clothes at the beach. The clothes literally eat me up. They are so big. I still have those clothes. Nobody knows but I wore his tshirt to sleep thrice in the whole week. It helped me sleep better. The clothes he gave cover up my body so he won't be able to notice the scratches and the little red patches of skin. I place the clothes I was wearing on the night stand in a bag so I don't forget to take it with me. I go outside and don't see him in the living room. I hear noises from the kitchen so I go in and stand leaning on the island.

"Hungry?" He asks me when he spots me.

"Starving" I tell him and take a seat in the high chair by the island.

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