Unstoppable(Jacob Sartourius)

Unstoppable(Jacob Sartourius)

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Jacobs Pov 'I walked with my mom round to the new neighbours house apparently it's a mom and daughter they left their dad to move to America ? I watched my mom Knock on the door it took Some time for them to answer but it was worth it. A middle aged women opened the door. And standing behind her was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. '
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I pushed back my glasses and enquired, "Hi, did you call me?" I saw him smirk a little and then averted my gaze to anywhere but him. "Yes, Ms. Findlay. I did call you. I wanted to ask; are you the one who is making these new designs? Giving them finishing touches?", he asked pointing to the paperwork on his table. I didn't know why, but my throat had gone dry. So, I just nodded. He got closer to me and instinctively, I took steps away from him. Soon, he had closed the slightly ajar door and I was trapped between him and the door. We were so close that I could feel his breath near my neck. Slowly, he whispered into my ear, "What did you think, I would have forgotten you, Emerson? Do you think this is all a game?" I gulped. That was enough to confirm that he had definitely recognized me. I fake frowned and stuttered while trying to find the doorknob, "I...uh...I...I don't understand what you are talking about.....I...I...I think I should go." I finally found the doorknob, opened the door and practically ran out but, not before hearing him say, "If this is a game, so be it. Let the games begin." ____________________ Emma had only three goals since she was ten: grow mature, study hard and become independent. Through thirteen lonely years of struggle and hardships, she successfully crosses out the first two of the list. Now that she is twenty-three, it is time to get independent. But, what happens when she meets a peril from the past that has her future in his hands? Nothing, she just asks herself "Why Me?"

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