Listen to sexual healing by Marvin Gay."Nicole!" Yelled Emmet. I kept running without looking back. My heart was in pieces and I could literally hear it beating in my head, about to explode. Immediately I got out of the supermarket, I glanced sideways and stood to catch my breath. The heavens opened and balls of water cascaded from the sky, beating me harshly. Just as I was about to run, a warm hand clutched my wrist. I turned and saw the face of Emmet, gazing at me apologetically. "I'm sorry," he said softly."Get away from me!" I snatched my wrist from his hold. "How could you?""It's not what you think." He begged."Then it's what?" I asked, anger flashing inside my eyes."It's-""Leave me alone!" I turned to leave, but he held my wrist again. "If you were with Sophia why did you kiss me?!""Nicole-""Why did you take me to lake Huron?!" I yelled. There was a thunderclap and the rain was becoming heavy, drenching Emmet and I. "Listen to me," he said calmly. "I hate you I don't
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
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
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?
"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
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 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.
"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