Emma Pov Nervously walking to the front of the crowd, I shook the hands of my team members. My head was spinning, my heart pondered. Why on earth would she pick me? Now it looked like she was pitying me. Everyone knew that Tristan and I had broken up and that he was now with his ex-girlfriend. Was she being genuine or is this a set-up? How could I trust her? I knew that the previous day I had said I would still be friends with her but now I was having second thoughts. I put on a smile and tried my best to thank her without looking like I was going to hit her. Everyone was happy with the decision, and no one looked disappointed at all. Which made me think that I was overreacting. Practice ended early in honour of my selection as captain. "Fuck!" I hit the inside of the girl's bathroom stall, with my butt planted on the closed toilet seat. I needed to calm myself down. My thoughts were only on Megan and the true reason behind her decision to put me as captain. I quickly came out o
Emma Pov I sat on my couch with a glass of wine, from the bottle Mr Moretti gave me, in my right hand and my phone in my left. The wine tasted divine and I wanted more. Wine has been a go-to since my life was now a rollercoaster. Two weeks had passed since Victoria made me her girlfriend. I bought at least three bottles of wine that I drank in between Mr Moretti's because I did not want it to finish in one gulp. The relationship between Victoria and I was not clicking as I thought it would. One kiss and I was head over heels for her. That question kept coming up, what was wrong with me? I missed Tristan, my heart ached for him. Everything happened so suddenly, one minute I was in love the next I was drooling in tears and then I was kissing my female friend. I wanted a step back from the choices I made recently so I told Victoria I needed some time to rethink our relationship, if it was truly one. She said she understood and left me to myself. Scrolling through I*******m I noticed
Emma Pov My laptop stared back at me as I sat by the kitchen's island waiting for my college admission. Finally, I had time away from school life until I entered College, at least. For some reason, I was not excited about going to college. There wasn't anything to look forward to anymore. My nerves were wrecked by my uncertainty. Mum and Dad stood beside me as the first email came in, I started reading," Congratulations! Ms Emma Johnson," was all I read before my mum started screaming at the top of her voice with excitement. I would have done the same if I had been excited myself. I mean I got into Yale, and I should have been excited but instead, I kept reading. I read about four emails that morning and got accepted at Duke, York and Stanford. Yay me, I guess. I zoned out as my parents congratulated me with hugs. How was I going to tell them that I didn't even know which one to go to anymore? That I no longer have any intention of pursuing the future I wanted? I told my parents t
Emma Pov"I, my dear am the Head of the Moretti Family, a Mafia well-known in Italy. I didn't lie when I said I did sales because I do, currently the details of that are unnecessary. Tonight I met up with an important client who wanted to do business with me but he happened to have traitors amongst his men. Well it may seem that way, I'm having my men get information for me." Mr Moretti explained. "I should be shocked to hear all of this but I'm not. My rollercoaster of life won't let me be this gullible." I sighed.We entered a large white glistening room filled with luxurious cars. "I'm giving you the Range, which should not be too flashy." He opened a glass cabinet on the wall took out a key and handed it to me."You're casually giving me a Range Rover like it's nothing, okay? Welcome to my life." I spoke sarcastically."Let us head back up and let me show you to the room you will be staying in tonight. You will soon meet Mrs Daniel, she will attend to your needs." He was cold bu
Emma PovEarly the next day Mrs Daniel delivered a message along with a fresh pair of flats, denim jeans and a black hoodie per my request I made the night before. Nicholas had suggested that we have breakfast before we departed.I brushed my hair into a messy curly pony, whatever that is, and then left the room looking at my ass for the final time.Descending the stairs Nicholas stood at the bottom with his phone to his ear."I got the report so I am aware of what took place. That matter would be gone before the day finishes. You know my tolerance for bullshit is low. I have a separate, delicate matter to deal with." He looked up at me with a grin and hung up the phone."Even in the most casual wear, you look flawless. I take it you slept well, I did give you a fantastic night?"I wanted to say something witty but he was right. I did, had a fantastic night even replaying what happened had me drooling. That grey sweatsuit was not helping either.I smiled at him as he stretched out his
Tristan PovI paced my Uncle's office as I tried formulating a plan to get Emma back to me.It had been months since that fucking fool came up to me at my mum's New Year's Eve party. Demanding that he fucking wanted Emma. It played in my mind over and over again. "You there, you seem like a good fellow," Nicholas walked up to me as I stood outside admiring Emma on the dance floor.I raised a brow, wondering who the hell he was. "I'm going to tell you this as nicely as I could and only say this once. You are going to leave Emma. She is mine now." The tall, slender but bulked-up man stated with a lot of fucking confidence.My nose flared up and my body started boiling. What the fuck was he blabbering about. "Who the fuck are you calling yours, like hell imma give you my girl!" I sized him up, he was only about two inches taller than me."You don't have a good ear, I said I'll only say this once," He lifted his shirt to the right, revealing a silver Glock-45 gun stuck at the side of hi
Currently Editing Most stories have that one character that starts innocently and then turns into something more. They can be dangerous, mischievous, terrible or even freakier than expected.Let me tell you my story, About how I, an innocent girl, fell for nothing but danger.Emma's Pov"Hey, Emma did you bring your Math textbook? I forgot mine home again." Crissy, my sexy nerd of a friend, asked me as I opened my locker."No, you know I don't like maths since, like ever and it hasn't changed, so it's not necessary that I bring a book and I can't stand that goddamn teacher," I told her."Ugh whatever then, let's head to class." She said.As we walked down the hallway there were eyes on us, like always. We always grabbed the attention of everyone because of our amazing friendship.If I'm describing myself I'll say I'm just a regular, natural, basic girl, light brown with curly bouncy hair and gorgeous hazel eyes.What am I kidding, I'm beautiful, and so was Crissy and all those other
Emma's Pov At this point, Tristan's face was eating the floor. My fist made a hard impact on his face. "Are you insane, or are you drunk?" I asked furiously. "What in the heck, I'm sorry!" He stumbled on getting up while rubbing his jaw. Yeah, I hit him in his perfect jaw, that'll teach him some manners next time."I was just trying something." "And what is that exactly?" I said folding my arms. He sighed, "Look, Mandy and I aren't doing so well. There's no connection between us anymore. When I kissed her I felt absolutely nothing. So I thought if I kiss someone I'm close to I might feel something. I just wanted to see if it had something to do with me. It's just a test, I promise." He told me. "You're such a punk because I told you that whore is not your type. But no you choose to listen to your other friends who already had a meal out of her before you even dreamt of it!" I was beyond mad at him. "I'm sorry I didn't liste-" I cut him off. "Save your apologies for someone el
Tristan PovI paced my Uncle's office as I tried formulating a plan to get Emma back to me.It had been months since that fucking fool came up to me at my mum's New Year's Eve party. Demanding that he fucking wanted Emma. It played in my mind over and over again. "You there, you seem like a good fellow," Nicholas walked up to me as I stood outside admiring Emma on the dance floor.I raised a brow, wondering who the hell he was. "I'm going to tell you this as nicely as I could and only say this once. You are going to leave Emma. She is mine now." The tall, slender but bulked-up man stated with a lot of fucking confidence.My nose flared up and my body started boiling. What the fuck was he blabbering about. "Who the fuck are you calling yours, like hell imma give you my girl!" I sized him up, he was only about two inches taller than me."You don't have a good ear, I said I'll only say this once," He lifted his shirt to the right, revealing a silver Glock-45 gun stuck at the side of hi
Emma PovEarly the next day Mrs Daniel delivered a message along with a fresh pair of flats, denim jeans and a black hoodie per my request I made the night before. Nicholas had suggested that we have breakfast before we departed.I brushed my hair into a messy curly pony, whatever that is, and then left the room looking at my ass for the final time.Descending the stairs Nicholas stood at the bottom with his phone to his ear."I got the report so I am aware of what took place. That matter would be gone before the day finishes. You know my tolerance for bullshit is low. I have a separate, delicate matter to deal with." He looked up at me with a grin and hung up the phone."Even in the most casual wear, you look flawless. I take it you slept well, I did give you a fantastic night?"I wanted to say something witty but he was right. I did, had a fantastic night even replaying what happened had me drooling. That grey sweatsuit was not helping either.I smiled at him as he stretched out his
Emma Pov"I, my dear am the Head of the Moretti Family, a Mafia well-known in Italy. I didn't lie when I said I did sales because I do, currently the details of that are unnecessary. Tonight I met up with an important client who wanted to do business with me but he happened to have traitors amongst his men. Well it may seem that way, I'm having my men get information for me." Mr Moretti explained. "I should be shocked to hear all of this but I'm not. My rollercoaster of life won't let me be this gullible." I sighed.We entered a large white glistening room filled with luxurious cars. "I'm giving you the Range, which should not be too flashy." He opened a glass cabinet on the wall took out a key and handed it to me."You're casually giving me a Range Rover like it's nothing, okay? Welcome to my life." I spoke sarcastically."Let us head back up and let me show you to the room you will be staying in tonight. You will soon meet Mrs Daniel, she will attend to your needs." He was cold bu
Emma Pov My laptop stared back at me as I sat by the kitchen's island waiting for my college admission. Finally, I had time away from school life until I entered College, at least. For some reason, I was not excited about going to college. There wasn't anything to look forward to anymore. My nerves were wrecked by my uncertainty. Mum and Dad stood beside me as the first email came in, I started reading," Congratulations! Ms Emma Johnson," was all I read before my mum started screaming at the top of her voice with excitement. I would have done the same if I had been excited myself. I mean I got into Yale, and I should have been excited but instead, I kept reading. I read about four emails that morning and got accepted at Duke, York and Stanford. Yay me, I guess. I zoned out as my parents congratulated me with hugs. How was I going to tell them that I didn't even know which one to go to anymore? That I no longer have any intention of pursuing the future I wanted? I told my parents t
Emma Pov I sat on my couch with a glass of wine, from the bottle Mr Moretti gave me, in my right hand and my phone in my left. The wine tasted divine and I wanted more. Wine has been a go-to since my life was now a rollercoaster. Two weeks had passed since Victoria made me her girlfriend. I bought at least three bottles of wine that I drank in between Mr Moretti's because I did not want it to finish in one gulp. The relationship between Victoria and I was not clicking as I thought it would. One kiss and I was head over heels for her. That question kept coming up, what was wrong with me? I missed Tristan, my heart ached for him. Everything happened so suddenly, one minute I was in love the next I was drooling in tears and then I was kissing my female friend. I wanted a step back from the choices I made recently so I told Victoria I needed some time to rethink our relationship, if it was truly one. She said she understood and left me to myself. Scrolling through I*******m I noticed
Emma Pov Nervously walking to the front of the crowd, I shook the hands of my team members. My head was spinning, my heart pondered. Why on earth would she pick me? Now it looked like she was pitying me. Everyone knew that Tristan and I had broken up and that he was now with his ex-girlfriend. Was she being genuine or is this a set-up? How could I trust her? I knew that the previous day I had said I would still be friends with her but now I was having second thoughts. I put on a smile and tried my best to thank her without looking like I was going to hit her. Everyone was happy with the decision, and no one looked disappointed at all. Which made me think that I was overreacting. Practice ended early in honour of my selection as captain. "Fuck!" I hit the inside of the girl's bathroom stall, with my butt planted on the closed toilet seat. I needed to calm myself down. My thoughts were only on Megan and the true reason behind her decision to put me as captain. I quickly came out o
Emma Pov Her lips on mine felt weird, but I couldn't find the strength to pull away from her. I gripped gently onto her hair while she slid her hand slowly, up my dress, cupping my ass. It was at that moment I jumped back to reality, "Woah, Um, this is different," I said as I pulled away. "Yes, I'm sure this is not what you were expecting from me but um, did you like it though? How do uhh, my lips taste on yours?" She asked smiling confidently. "It was surprisingly, good but I don't know how I feel about doing it again, it was intriguing," I told her backing away from her, a little. My heart was still pounding and my panties felt wet. What the heck was happening? I've never kissed a girl before and to be honest I think that I liked it. "I'm sorry if I startled you a bit. I've had you on my mind for quite some time and it has been the absolute worst seeing you go back and forth with Tristan, knowing that I was right here to treat you right. It's been hard controlling my urges and
Emma POV I arrived at the party at approximately seven at night. I thought the party would have a few people at that time because it was supposed to start at six but It had a lot of people when I got there. All the boys wore black clothing and the girls wore white dresses. Everyone looked excellent in their outfits. The one that stole the show was Victoria, she looked amazing with her blonde hair out with long curls and her white mini-frilled dress fit perfectly. On my way in I greeted everyone that I knew. All eyes were on me. I looked great but my anxiety wouldn't let the feeling last long. I finally made my way to meet the star of the night, Victoria. "You look fantastic, girl, that outfit is sexy as fuck." I hyped her up. "Thank you Em, you're the best. You look damn fine yourself. I need to dance right now, so I'm going to look for someone to dance with until my boyfriend gets here. Thanks again, for helping set up, I don't know what I'll do without you. Have fun and enjoy
Emma POV A lot has happened since I started high school. I was an innocent, shy confused girl but I had matured. I was flourishing, thriving and most important I was happy. Apart from Tristan's despicable behaviour on New Year's Eve, I had forgiven him for it, I didn't forget though, I was still angry and upset but I loved him and I wasn't sure what to do. Months had passed and all I did was put on a show for the world to see. It felt like I was pretending to be happy with Tristan and I couldn't shake off the feeling. In the final year, I started becoming more popular being a cheerleader, Tristan's girlfriend and being at the top of my class. I even started writing a story about the life of cheerleaders and I sent it to a publishing company and they loved it. News spread about it like wildfire around the school. I went to all of Tristan's games and I supported my friends in every fundraiser they had, so they could raise money for college. I had a memorial party in honour of Crissy,