Emily's POV;When I arrived back at home, the house felt oddly empty. Not that I hadn't ever spent an evening here before (I had) but for some reason it felt different this time. I could hear Emily's laughter downstairs and I knew her parents were still out on another date. The door creaked open softly as I stepped inside. It was just past midnight. A light in the living room caught my attention. Emily was sitting in a chair next to the fireplace, a book in her lap. Her hair was slightly down, which is what had drawn my attention first."Emily?" I asked quietly as I walked into the room. My daughter looked up quickly at my approach and smiled."Hey Mom," she greeted me as I sat down on the couch. "How was your date?" She teased, making my cheeks heat up."It wasn't a date," I said defensively."So you admit it was a date?" I heard my mom calling from the kitchen and sighed."Yes," I responded after a moment of silence. "But not because I'm embarrassed or anything. They were good compa
Emily's POV;I got ready for the school day in the morning. After I finished brushing my teeth, I walked down the stairs and out of the house. I made sure to lock up the door as I did every morning. It was a habit my father has made me go through after he had found out about it. He told me that if I ever leave the house without locking the door then there would be consequences. As usual, he was right. After closing the front door, I locked it again and started walking to school. I don't know why people would think this is something to be excited about, but it is. It is my first time going into school ever since my mother died two months ago. She had been sickly during her pregnancy, which ended with her death a few weeks later. My father was furious when he found out but he didn't say anything to me after the funeral. Instead, he said it was better than nothing.At the same time my parents were both doctors, they also worked at different hospitals. One of their jobs was to take care
Emily's POV;I was sitting on the couch of my dorm with a book in hand, reading some of the notes that I had made for my upcoming biology exam. I would have to take it on Monday, and since I didn't know how well I would do at this particular subject, I decided to go over everything again before Friday morning. I didn't want to fail my midterm because I had no idea what I was doing. After about 10 minutes or so of reading, I got out my phone to check if I had any texts from Emily. There were none, which is unusual considering she always messages me at least once every few hours to let me know how her day went. I put my phone down and closed my eyes, taking a deep breath and resting my head against the back of the couch. I had been trying to study ever since school ended, but I couldn't seem to focus. I just kept thinking about the events of last night. My best friend was here with me, sleeping in the other room. She told me that she needed to be alone because of something that was weig
Emily's POV;"My intention was never to hurt you , but the circumstances were so desperate that it became unavoidable."It had been nearly a year since she and her family had left Dormitory 8. Her parents, who'd lost their jobs when the school shut down, had decided on a new place for them to live in New York, where they would hopefully have better employment opportunities. They'd found an apartment with a good rent, but unfortunately, it wasn't a place where they could afford much else. The only furniture they had were a couple of old chairs and a couch. Emily was lucky enough that they were able to find one cheap studio apartment that didn't require paying for rent. It was small and dingy, which suited Emily just fine. She'd lived in worse places. She had plenty of money saved up and, despite her father's protests, she planned to make the best of things and move on with her life. She was sitting at a table across from her boyfriend, Peter Parker, as he ate dinner. He seemed to enjo
Emily's POV;I don't know why i thought that this was a good idea. Maybe it was because I've never actually been in a relationship, and I've always wanted to try dating someone new. But then again, it had to be done, so here we are.I sat on my bed in my room, staring up at the ceiling. The lights were off but there was a soft blue glow from a small nightlight. It reminded me of something, but I couldn't exactly say what. There were posters of random bands and people, as well as some paintings. One was of a woman with long dark curly hair, wearing a red jacket with a white dress shirt underneath, along with jeans. She looked like she could be in her mid to late twenties or early thirties. Another one was of a man who resembled an actor. He was wearing a suit, with his hands folded behind his back. His brown eyes were gazing down at us with a warm smile on his face. He looked familiar. I couldn't place where I'd seen him before though. Finally, there was another painting of two young
Emily's POV;I'm standing outside the school waiting for my mother to pick me up. Today is a Saturday so I didn't have any classes today. But instead of feeling grateful to be able to do nothing but sit in class all day, I felt rather bored and restless."Oh there you are." My mother said as she finally parked her car near the curb. "You can ride in the back seat with your brother and sister today if you like. They're both coming over." She told me."Yeah that sounds great. Thanks mom," I replied. I got out of the car, and we walked towards the front doors. I noticed how excited everyone was for whatever they were going to see this weekend. It wasn't just me either, most of the boys were talking about it too. And I was happy that some of them had found someone who loved them dearly. I mean it isn't really common, but you know what they say. Love conquers all.As soon as my dad came out of the car, he saw me. "Hey sweetheart!" He greeted me while giving me a big hug. "Ready to go?""Ye
Emily's POV;I've been in love with Ryan for the longest time. He always made me smile. I would be sitting alone, staring out of my window. I would be doing nothing, but daydreaming. Then Ryan walks into class, and he'll look up and smile at me, and it's like all my thoughts stop and I can't help myself from blushing and smiling back at him. It's like that moment where you're watching someone else and they're talking to another person. I would get embarrassed, but instead of feeling bad I just keep listening because I know Ryan will eventually notice. We had talked about it on our first date. After we went to the movies and we were holding hands and walking around, he'd asked if I wanted to go someplace else. We sat down and I told him I didn't care what we did. He smiled, then leaned in and kissed me. I felt like I couldn't breathe, even though we hadn't done anything yet. After a few minutes, we parted and I was still trying to catch my breath. I told him that if it wasn't too much
Emily's POV;"No!" I screamed, running to catch him as he took the stairs. He was going too fast. I wasn't going fast enough. His foot slipped on a step. He fell. But he caught himself in time and continued down.I made it to his room just seconds before he entered the bathroom.“What are you doing?” I demanded. “He'll be back soon! You need to clean this up! It's disgusting in here!”“It's my room!” he replied, sounding offended at the accusation.I opened my mouth, but no words came out. Instead, tears filled my eyes. I blinked rapidly, trying not to let them fall.He turned towards me and put his hands on either side of me.“Emily…” he started, then seemed to change his mind. He cupped my face with one hand and kissed me gently on the lips.My eyes widened for a second before they slid shut and I relaxed into the kiss. We both knew that there was no way to keep our relationship from being discovered. My family would find out eventually, if we didn't tell them first. And I wanted to
Emily's POV;Mr Hamilton said, "At eleven, I was sent to a foster care after my parents passed away. Even though my family is pretty big, no one took me and I was left to fend for myself in foster care. After six months of being on my own, I saw you. You looked lost and someone took advantage of it and bullied you. Colton and his friends. I saw and walked away. But one night, I saw you looking at the moon like it's the only thing in the world with you. The next day, I stood for you against Colton to make you realise that there's another person in this world too. Since then, you started tagging along with me wherever I go. We started eating and playing together. The orphanage which felt like a prison once turned a warmer place for me since you were there beside me. You said you wanted me to be your first kiss and we kissed. You become closer to my heart. That's when I fell in love with you, Em. Suddenly, I couldn't find you anywhere. When I asked the woman who was in-charge, she told me
Emily's POV;While I was clearing the leaves in the garden along with the children, Jake asked, "Emily, What's for today's breakfast?" I squatted down to his height and asked, "What do you like to have?"Jake came closer and whispered into my ears, "I heard Samantha likes oatmeal. Could I please have that for breakfast today?"I stood up straight and smiled at him, "Sure thing, kiddo." Then as he ran away from me, I added under my breath, "And you better stay away from Samantha. You're too young to be in love, kiddo."Peter pulled my skirt."Yes, Peter?""You said there's no appropriate age to fall in love in last night's bedtime story.""That is correct. Well, let's keep it a secret between us. Now, what do you want for breakfast?" He looked around for a moment and said, "Can I get Fruit pancakes?""Alright. Go and inform Lance that I asked him to prepare normal pancakes and fruit pancakes for breakfast." He ran off into the house while I was clearing the garden along with other k
Emily's POV;“You have to promise me that you will do everything that I tell you to.” I say, holding up my pinky finger. Emily looks at my hand for a moment before she sticks her own out to match. We lock our pinkies together and shake as if it’s an unspoken pact. “And no lying!” I add. Emily smiles back at me and nods. “Yes ma’am!” She says. The two of us burst into laughter at our childishness. “Do you really think that your parents would be happy with me?” Emily asks. I shrug, not wanting to lie to her. After all, we are both girls in the same class. If anyone finds out about our relationship, then so will her mother. “I don't know. You'll just have to take care of yourself.” I reply. After that, we both look over at Morgana who is currently playing around with some pieces of paper. He must have gotten bored because he has now decided to start writing something down. Emily giggles and reaches out to touch his head. “He doesn't look like someone who gets bored very often.” She comm
George Hamilton's POV;I took Emily to a restaurant and we started talking about our future. She wanted to be the CEO of her own company one day and I was planning on running for congress in four years time, but first I had to make it to my third term in office. I've been working nonstop on this campaign for three months now and finally, everything is going according to plan. I told her that I would do anything to get elected as president because if it weren't for that, I wouldn't have met Emily and she was all I wanted, but Emily just laughed and said that I was going to run for president anyway so she didn't care. We went out to dinner after I dropped her off and talked more about us. We were sitting there on this bench outside and she asked me if I'd ever thought about marriage before. I told her that no, I hadn't really thought about any women besides my exes. And then I realized that I actually had never considered marriage. Not only did that shock me but it also made me feel l
Emily's POV; I was sitting down on the couch. The lights were dimmed and the room was dark save for a single lamp next to me. My head was resting in my hands, fingers interlaced together as I stared at the wall across from me. It was blank. Empty, devoid of any personality or anything that reminded me of life. Nothing but white paint that matched the rest of the walls.I heard the click of a door behind me and I turned my attention towards it. I saw the silhouette of a man standing there, his back facing me so he couldn't see my facial expression. He stood there for several minutes, silent, until I finally spoke up."What are you doing?"He didn't respond right away, just stood there in silence for a few more seconds before turning around to face me. His eyes were filled with sadness and he looked exhausted. A frown was present on his face and when he looked at me I could tell he wasn't in the mood for conversation. His face was emotionless and he didn't look too good either. The bag
Emily's POV;It was a quiet evening. A little after 5 o'clock, the moon was out, and the air had a cool bite to it that helped settle my nerves. As I walked up the hill towards home, I could just barely make out the faint sound of the ocean crashing into the shore in the distance. It was an unusually beautiful night for this time of year.The walk seemed to last forever, as I got closer and closer to home. The sun had set some time ago, leaving me in a deep silence except for my own footsteps. Even with no one else around, everything felt so peaceful.After turning into my driveway, I paused to catch my breath, taking the key out of my pocket and unlocking my door. I stepped inside my house, shutting the door behind me softly. As I entered the living room, my gaze fell upon a figure sitting on the couch, facing away from me. His hair glittered softly under the low light coming through the windows, and I took note of his profile as he turned his head slightly to face me.His eyes were
Emily's POV;I have always been interested in literature, not just about fantasy and science fiction, but about the other side of the coin. It's funny, how I never thought that something like this would ever happen to me. Not because I'm not a good girl or anything like that, it's just that I've had so much experience with relationships in my life and yet it feels as though this is the first time. I mean, yes, there have been guys at school who I've liked over the years, but those were all in highschool, right before college. After that, it was more of a case of if you're into me and I'm into you type deal. This is probably going to sound cheesy, but I think I might be bisexual. That means that I have two things in mind when it comes to guys – one being that they're hot and the other being that they want to date me.Anyway, that's why we're here today, on our first date.It' s the end of summer term, and we've both decided to drive down to San Francisco for the weekend, to spend the n
Emily's POV; a few days agoIt was late at night when the door to Emily's office opened, causing her to jump slightly. She turned around and saw her father standing there. His usually dark hair was now a lighter shade of black than what she had originally expected, and his eyes looked tired as he took in his surroundings. "Daddy?" He didn't respond, only walked over towards the small table next to her desk. She got up from her chair and followed him, not bothering with closing the door behind her as she did so. "What brings you here this time of night?"He sat down on one of the chairs and sighed deeply, rubbing his face roughly. "I need your help.""With what?" She asked cautiously, sitting down next to him."With your wedding." Emily blinked several times, surprised that her father knew about it. It wasn't like she ever told anyone else about it. In fact, she hadn't even told anyone except for Spencer... but they weren' t dating, were they?He shook his head and continued speaking
Emily's POV;I wake up to the sound of my phone going off. I grab it and see it is Emily that I'm currently sleeping with. As I check who the notification is from, I can tell it is her."Morning." I say through a sleepy voice as I answer the phone."Oh, good morning! Did you have a good night?" Emily asks in a bubbly tone. She loves waking me up like this."Yes...what time is it?" I ask as I glance at my watch which reads 7:40 am."It's 8am now!" Emily says happily. I smile and roll over onto my side."How did you know?" I ask her softly. I never thought I would ever be able to enjoy myself with someone like that. Sure, there were other people, but none of them could compare.She giggles before answering. "Because you called me this morning! Why are you up so early? You didn't wake me!""Yeah, sorry about that, I woke up because you kept calling me back and forth throughout the night." I admit.There was a slight pause on the other line before she replies."Really? Do you mind if we d