Listen to saved my by R-kelly.
Melanie ran her fingers through my hair. She had just come back from school and came straight to see me. She heard my absence from Mr Desmond, our teacher who had subsequently heard it from Mr Elliot, curtly informed by my dad.
"I went to your house, but there were police bands around and nobody answered the door. I was asked not to go in by some police officer I saw." She explained. She said the house was so messy like a robbery happened.
"I tried your line, but I couldn't because you blocked me. I went to the nearby store to ask if they saw you. She told me an ambulance left your house few minutes after one in the afternoon." She explained mildly. I could tell how worried she was.
"I went back to ask the police officer and I had to l
Listen to even though I'm leaving by luke Combs.The doctor guided me to my room. "Have a sit Missy," he said calmly."Where is my father?" I asked through gritted teeth. He had this sorry look on his face that made me know my father was not in a good condition. "I know he had an accident, but please what hospital is he in or is he in this one? Let me just see him." I pleaded with glossy eyes."I'm sorry but-""But what? Look at me, I'm fine. I wouldn't loose my senses if I see he broke an arm.""He's-he's gone."My heart stopped at the mention of that word 'gone'. What does he mean by he's gone? I laughed hysterically at what the officer said."Ok, today isn't April fools, I'm not dreaming and I've had enough for today. Can you cut it out and tell me where he is or did Sophia send you?""Where'
The past one week had been nothing, but dry and lifeless days. I had been going to a group therapy because mother forced me. I was plagued with nightmares and the world didn't feel safe anymore. I'd been more than depressed and I suffered a lot from PTSD.Mother on the other hand had been busy with work and other things concerning Dad. Mother stayed in her room most of the time whenever she was home. His death had a great effect on her and It made me worried sick.Walking to my room, I saw a glass cup on the table beside Mom's door. This triggered a memory, causing me to have shortness of breath. I plastered my back on the wall and sled down to the floor. My knees were drawn to my chest and my head was buried in them.I could hear myself begging Mr Robert. I shivered and covered my ears."Make it stop." I cried with trembling lips.It was like I was reliving that moment again. The moment I
"You're guessing I'm irresponsible right?" Mother picked the fork. " I came home drunk right?""Yeah." I said almost like a whisper. She said she only remembered waking up with a hangover. I assumed she had no memories of the way we talked last night."You miss dad right?" She chewed on the pancakes. "He would have been here if not for you. He would have made a better tasting pancake than this crap right here."My eyes turned glossy. She dropped the fork and I made a mental note never to cook again. I had always been a bad cook. Father was the better cook, mother cooked very good too.I gave her the picture she brought out of a tiny box for me yesterday."What?" She stood up swiftly. "What were you doing in my stuff?""Mom I wasn't-""Silent! Did I not teach you to stay out of people's belongings? ""You brought it out-""
Listen to just us by DJ Khalid featuring Sza for this chapter.Quickly, I dashed into my room with a broken heart and packed my bags. I was sick and rushed to the hospital for a test. The results confirmed I was pregnant and father opened the gates of hell in our house. My mother was disappointed in me and I hated myself for it. Mother pleaded with father, but he refused. "You're a disgrace! How can a sixteen year old be pregnant and that sixteen year old is my daughter, how?!" He bellowed, while mother held his chest, pleading to him that I was their only girl child. The clouds were crying on my behalf, wetting the ground and myself. It rained heavily. I had no where to go.A knock on my office door snapped me out of my trip to memory lane. I straightened my back and placed the locket in my bag. I he
Listen to I'll be there by Jess Glynn.I opened it and was welcomed by the lovely picture of myself and the only people that mattered to me in this world. I looked so huggable with round cheeks anyone would want to eat and pinch.Bonding with my mother felt like they just lifted half the weight that was on my shoulders. Mother did everything she was asked to do in the hospital. Mother arranged for me to have a therapist and I groaned when I heard this.Why did I have to attend those things?We left the hospital in mother's car. We listened to songs and this don't worry, be happy started playing on the radio. Mother increased the volume and sang."Don't worry, be happy." She nodded her head to the rhythm of the music. "Come on, sing with me." She looked at me and returned her eyes on the road."I don't know it." I lied.
Listen to way down we go by Kaleo.Those days when I thought life was all rainbow and sunshine. I believed in fairytales and hoped to get a prince charming in shining armor that'd marry me and take me to his Castle on his horse. Fake!"Night night." I turned to leave for my room."Nicky?" Damon stopped me. "I heard about your dad, I'm sorry I couldn't make it to his funeral because-""It's okay." I cut him off to avoid showing emotions I tried to hide and hastily went to my room.Damon left very early in the morning before my mother and his got up. I was at the passenger's seat in mother's car, on our way to the therapist."Damon is in town." I announced to her dryly."Really? How did you know?""He was at our house."She gave me a confused look like I was speaking some fo
Listen to all we ever wanted by Klas Wahlstedt and per blomqvist."We're going to start again," he said calmly. "How often do you meet your friends?""Not very often, I don't really have friends." I started. "I have just one friend.""Make that two." He showed off some teeth."Two?""Yes, Emmet." He turned to the next page of the book he was holding. "Is there anyone you feel understands you and is very close to you?This question reminded me of my dad, causing clouds of tears to fill my eyes. I leaned back against the chair and tried my possible best to fight the tears from falling.The sober reality that my dad was gone stung my heart and it made me nothing, but devastated.Father held out a lollipop and dangled it in the air for me
Listen to rise up by Beyonce."Thanks." I gave Emmet a tight lipped smile, which he returned with a nod and a happy expression.I made a mental note to call Mr Philip to say thank you later. What a very nice man. I must say his therapy sessions helped me a lot. I mean, I was no longer the sad sack I used to be. He taught me how to control my triggers and told me self blame was never the answer. He made me read a lot of books, watch movies, sleep more, visit Melanie and Damon whenever he was around, he made me do exercises and I also wrote a lot about my feelings.Opening up to him helped me a lot, it lifted the grand piano that used to weigh my body down. The fist time he asked me to do those stuffs, it felt like hard work, but look at me now."Have a safe flight." Emmet poked my arm.Emmet Asa, that was the name he said his mother gave to him. I think the Emmet name is cu
Chapter 61I put on my hoodie and sling my backpack on one shoulder before stepping out of the room. I glanced from left to right before tiptoeing out of the house. Once I was outside, I took in a deep breath of the fresh air and walked into the dead of the night with my head lowered.I had a once over at Damon's house before I moved and made my way into a taxi. I pulled out my phone and texted Melanie, asking her for the address of Mr Robert. She gave me after asking what I wanted to use it for a hundred times.**************I was in front of what seemed to be like a mansion. The lights were still on, but it was pretty hard to see what was inside because of the blind folds. I waited outside behind a shrub, thinking of how to get into his
Emmet and I were done conversing with his parents so he led me to where his cousin brother stood, looking all classy. I was sure the song classic man was sang for this guy."Cousin!" The both exclaimed and hugged."Congratulations to you." Emmet beamed, shaking his hand while I stood behind him with my head lowered. "Where's your PYT?""She hates that name now." His cousin answered and they sniggered."Why?""She said she's a pretty young lady and not a pretty young thing.""Where are my manners?" Emmet asked no one in particular and put a hand around my waist. He brought me closer to his side and pl
"Kurt, tell Jane what you did in Berlin!" I yelled at the TV with my head on Emmet's laps, referring to the season three of the movie blind spot that I had coerced Emmet into watching with me."I'm still wondering why I'm watching the season three of a movie that I've never seen it's season one." Emmet shook his head, glueing his eyes to the TV."The reason is love." I chuckled, adjusting my head on his laps. "But it's interesting, isn't it?""Yes, baby." He glanced quickly at me with a small smile on his face before returning his gaze to the TV.I concentrated back on the TV and was slightly irritated that Kurt Weller was keeping the truth from her all in the name of protecting Jane Doe. How I'd come to love this movie so much, I couldn't explain."Would you keep the truth from me if you were in Weller's shoes?" I turned my head to view Emmet's face."I believe it'd come
I stepped into the reception and made my way straight to the girl that stood behind a coffee brown desk with her head lowered and eyes glued to a magazine."Hi, I'm here to see Emmet Asa," I said with a straight face."Do you have an appointment with him?" She interrogated without taking her eyes away from the magazine."No." I chewed the insides of my cheeks.She raised her head and adjusted her glasses on the bridge of her nose. She squinted her narrow eyes at me and closed her magazine."And you're his-""Girlfriend." I answered before she could finish her question.
This chapter is dedicated to the people in Nicole's shoes, victims of stalking. Please, reach out to some one–report to the police. Get help! Open up and be fought for. Set yourself free from whatever grave danger you might be in. Speak out please before it is too late. I love you all and remember that the universe fights for good people.********************I was itching to be out of the pizza place that my gaze kept wandering around, scouting for the owner of the unknown number that frequently tormented me.I sipped my cup of Coca-Cola every now and then to suit the needs of my dry throat. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead and the pit of my stomach felt sick."What about you Nicole?" Sara asked."Hm?" I snapped my head to Sara's direction."Have you seen the movie, friend request?""Sure." I adjusted on my seat
"I'm okay mom, why?" I chewed on my bottom lip and stared down at Oliver."Damon said you've been acting-""Damon called you?" I interrupted what she was saying with a scowl on my face."Yes, what's wrong baby?""Nothing." I answered dryly, while Oliver took a fistful of my hair and aimed for his mouth."Talk to me baby. Why so scared?" She coughed. "Why are you withdrawing yourself from everyone there?""Mom, I'm fine. You know I'm not the type that socializes." I removed my hair from Oliver's hand and thought about Damon. How could he tell my mother? Since when did he begin to contact her?"Do you need to come home?""Mom, I'm fine." I snapped, obviously irritated. "I'm kind of busy. I'll call you later, bye." I hung up and rolled my eyes.Damon was such a snitch. He didn't have to tell my mother, considering the fact th
It had been a week since the Billie Eilish accident and I hadn't heard anything from that number since then. It just constantly felt like I was being watched.I walked faster into Emmet's house and locked the door, heaving a sigh of relief. This was the only place I felt safe."I missed you." I hugged him and enjoyed his cologne."I missed you more, baby." He kissed my hair and tightened his hold on me.We moved over to the couch and I sat inbetween Emmet's legs to watch this kiss my bestie challenge on tiktok. I couldn't concentrate on it, my mind kept reminding me of dark memories."We should go out." He encircled my waist with both his hands and softly kissed my neck."Why?" My eyes widened, remembering that whoever sent me those text messages was out there. My subconscious asked why I couldn't just tell them what was going on. What if I was in grave danger?
My brows bumped together in a scowl when I saw that Emmet's front door was left ajar.Strange.I slowly walked in and heard a familiar voice of a female complaining about something. I clenched my fist when my brain registered the voice to be Sophia's.I crept to the kitchen doorway and saw Emmet installing his smoke detector with Sophia standing opposite him."Emmet," she pouted. "What does she have that I don't?""Sophia, I can't talk right now. I'm exhausted from work and I'm trying to fix this thing." He stood on a stool and I imagined Sophia pushing him off the stool.No negative thoughts!He fixed the smoke detector and got down from the stool to get a glass of water. She followed him to the sink and unbuttoned the first button of his shirt."Why don't you let me show you how much I care?" She trailed a finger down h
The rain subsided as if the nasty act we carried out calmed it. Emmet adored my entire body with his soft lips, while I just laid and enjoyed the feeling.There was a strong smell that made it's way into my nose, earning a choking cough from me."Are you okay?" Emmet asked, breathing heavily and sitting beside me."Something is burning." I sniffed the air and sat up."Oh no!" We both exclaimed and kicked the duvet off our bodies. Running down the stairs, we reached the kitchen coughing.There was smoke everywhere.I ran to the stove and used my bare hands to bring the kettle down."Ouch!" I wriggled my hands and blew air on my fingers.Emmet turned off the stove and dumped the kettle into the sink–he turned on the tap and let the water cool the kettle off. He hurried to where I was and inspected my hands."Why did yo