Listen to crash by usher.
Sara furrowed her brows and looked at Damon with her arms folded against her chest.
"Hi." I averted my gaze from them and lazily sipped the juice, clearly bored.
"What's wrong?" He asked her in a hushed tone.
"You're so annoying." She smacked his chest with her purse and stormed out of the kitchen--Damon trailed behind her.
"Babe!" He called out to Sara.
Clearly confused, I crept to one of the windows in the living room in an attempt to eaves drop.
"So you sleep with your so called best friend?" She questioned, irritation laced her voice
Listen to scars to your beautiful by Alessia Cara."Put the fire out." I panicked. I was such a good actress. Mentally, I gave myself a pat on the back. "Just throw this and put it out immediately you step out." I handed him the bucket of water, suppressing my laughter.He rushed out and dumped the bucket of water on the bare floor. I clutched my stomach and barked out a wicked laugh from the back of my throat."What's going on?" He questioned, sleepy and confused."You just got pranked!" I threw my head back and laughed more.Suddenly, Damon attacked me like a cheetah and I was on the floor before I could scream stop."Ouch!
Listen to I think I'm in love again by Kat DhaliaIt was seven fifty in the evening and I was late for babysitting Molly and little Oliver. Quickly, I rushed out of the house and walked down the street.The weather was not too chilly and I enjoyed the tender breeze that kissed my face. Mr Mark probably felt bad for the way he spoke to his wife yesterday before work and decided to appease the goddess by taking her out on a date.I hurried up their porch--rolled my fingers into a fist and knocked softly on the door. There was no response, so I let myself in and regretted it the moment images of them doing something funny on the couch flashed in my head. I was slowly becoming as dirty as Damon.I made my way into the living room and was wel
Listen to if you love me by Drake and Rihanna.I stepped into the house and shut the door behind me. What a long holiday. I slumped on the chair and groaned, feeling the sides of my boobs with my fingers. They were beginning to feel sore, meaning my period was on it's way.My period came with a lot of things; nausea, sore boobs, cramps and a lot of cravings. I got headaches too and always felt weak and sick.I heard giggling in the kitchen and figured Sara was around. My feet took me to the kitchen for the sake of water and not eavesdropping."Hi Sara, hi demon." I walked past them and pulled down a glass cup."Did Jane seem happy today?" Damon asked, sitting on a high stool with Sara stand
Listen to ever since I met you by Ali gatie.I wasn't able to sleep well yesterday because Emmet was acting all strange. What did I do to him? Normal Emmet would have called to ask about my tummy, but I got zero calls and text messages.I sighed and put on a poker dot jumpsuit, getting ready for the park. Hopefully, Emmet would be the one that'd bring the kids to the park today."Yeah, he was cold to me before he left." I sighed, explaining what happened to Damon."That's strange.""Same thing I thought." I tucked my phone in my pocket and was set to leave for the park. "Hopefully I'd meet him at the park."I still felt little cramps, but
Listen to time after time by Cindy Lauper.I stepped into the house and paid attention to the pale blue walls that mirrored the knee length dress I was putting on.The limestone tiles were shining under the white ceiling lights. There were three chocolate colored couches evenly arranged in the living room. There was a nice fire place.Emmet dried his hair with a towel and his legs appeared like he worked out for them.I swallowed the lump in my throat and mustered the courage to speak."I-I decided to-check up on you b-because you've been sc-scarce." I stumbled on my words and felt my heart beating extremely fast like it was going to explode.
Listen to XO by Beyonce.I dug into my purse for my phone and pulled it out–it was a message from Emmet. I placed my hand on my chest and felt heat spreading up my neck to my cheeks."Emmet you didn't have to-" I spun and stopped mid sentence because I was alone in the sitting room so I unlocked my phone and read the contents of the message.Emmet: Hey brownie. Well, brownie because your eyes are brown. Take three steps forward and use your flash light to search for something in front of you. A pleased look was gradually spreading across my face–I was loving every bit of what he was doing. Putting on my flashlight, I did as I was instructed. I picked up a flat card that my eyes noticed on the floor–it was the same color as his tiles.Take eight steps and go into the room on the by the left. Love, Emmet.I followed the inst
Listen to my kind by Alessia Cara.Emmet and I spent a lot of time together; we went to the movies and Niagara falls yesterday and he made everything fun and interesting.I sat on my bed, writing down how I felt about Emmet in my big book that I hoped to publish someday when I have the courage. For now, it was like a diary–totally confidential."Nicky!" Damon's voice echoed from downstairs. "Nicky!"I sighed and swung my legs from the bed to the floor. My book was resting under my blue duvet and I made a mental note to put it back when I return, but first–I needed to know why my best friend was yelling my name like a goat.He yelled again and I jogged down the stairs. "I'm coming!!!"My feet took me as fast as I could to where he was seated in front of an Apple laptop."Jeez!" I scowled. "I thought you were dying
Listen to sorry by Justin Bieber."Em-I-" He stood up from my bed and stuttered, clearly having zero explanations."You what?!" I stormed to where he was and snatched the book from his hands. "Don't you know what personal privacy is?!""I'm sorry, I thought it was just a normal book," He sounded apologetic."Even if it was just a book, don't you know you're not supposed to go into people's stuffs?!" I flared up with a glare enough to kill him. "How did you get a hold of it?""I laid on my back and felt something underneath me so I pulled it out." He rubbed the back of his neck and couldn't meet my gaze.I lowered my gaze to the floor–breathing heavily and asking myself if it would be wrong for me to leave a bullet in his head."Did those stuffs actually happen to you?" He asked, pity filling his eyes and sudden coldness hit me at