Emilia

20: Emilia

-Vincent-

I had envisioned the many ways that I could have Emilia and I finally had her right where I've always wanted her. Right here, in my arms, in my bed, with me. She had fallen back asleep on top of my chest after our small conversation that we had not too long ago. My eyes focused on the way that her lips had parted in the most sexiest way possible before trailing over to her hand that formed a loose fist as it rested on top of my chest.

I placed my hand on top of her head as I stroked her brown strands of hair. My alarm to my phone had gone off and I seen her eyebrows pull together. I placed my hand on her back to hold her in place as I reached over and turned off my alarm. Going back to my original position, she let out a small groan and I froze in my movements, being careful not to wake her up.

Adjusting in my spot, she wrapped her arms around my back as she rested her cheek flat against my chest and I smiled down at her. Emilia was different than any other girl that I've met. She had so much love in her heart to give out to people, whether they deserved it or not. It made me sad because I knew they would just take advantage of her kindness. What made it even sadder is that she would be too blinded to even see that she's being taken advantage of.

Running my hands lightly up and down her back, I felt her shiver a bit. I grabbed the covers and pulled them over us as I placed a kiss on top of her head.

There was a reason why I had tried to distance myself from Emilia so many times and it was because I was growing attached to her. Keeping her away from me was the only way to ensure her safety. Every time someone gets close to me, they always end up getting hurt and nothing would kill me more than knowing I had hurt her.

But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't keep myself away from her even if I wanted to because before I knew it, I had already become addicted to her. I was addicted to her giggles and laughs. I was addicted to her touch and her smile. I was addicted to that delectable scent of coconuts that she always seemed to smell like. I was addicted to everything about her. She was my perfect addiction.

But with addictions comes withdrawals. I had become consumed by her and now I was scared of losing her. I was scared of living in a world without the beautiful brunette that my heart beats solely for.

I've already lost two people that I've cared about and I'm not willing to make it a third. I lost my mother, my aunt, but Emilia, her I will not lose.
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Waking up, I looked around at the dark room before turning over my phone to check the time. I hadn't realized that I had fallen back asleep with Emilia. I couldn't feel her head on top of my chest and when I turned to look at the spot next to me, she was gone.

Frowning, I sat up in the bed as I ran my hand through my hair and let out a sigh. "Emilia." I called out into the silence of the room, not earning a response from her. I noticed the bathroom light had been turned on as it peered through the small crack of the door.

"Emmy." I called out again, getting up from the bed as I began walking towards the bathroom. Again, there was no response. A crease formed in between my eyebrows as I heard the faint sound of water trickling from the bathtub. Why was she taking a bath in the middle of the night?

"What the fuck.." I whispered to myself as I froze in my tracks, feeling a puddle of water below my feet that had leaked from under the bathroom door. Placing my hand on the door, I pushed it open as I seen the bathtub overflowing with water.

"Emilia!" I shouted, running over towards her. Her body was completely submerged under the water. Reaching down, I grabbed her and immediately pulled her out of the tub. Her soaking wet body was limp as I carried her in my arms, setting her down onto the floor as water splashed all around us.