Although an amused smile rested on Emma’s face, her mind had long drifted away from the current scene in the room. After her conversation with Jamie, she joined Elena and Tom for dinner in the living room while Jamie remained in his bedroom to make a phone call. Tom had been trying to hit on Elena since the moment she walked in, or probably much before that, and while his attempts at wooing her friend amused her for a little while, her mind caught up on things that were bothering her all along.
When she confided in Jamie about her dreadful evening, revealing to him how her uncle had warned her against trusting him, Jamie’s reasoning as to why he would say such a thing was hardly convincing enough for her. Unlike what he thought, she wasn’t ready to accept that her uncle was merely using that as a ploy to get into her head and suspected that there was something deeper t
“What was that phone call you had to make last night?” Emma asked as she looked ahead into the sky. The sun was fast approaching the horizon and within a few minutes time, it would completely disappear from the sky, leaving behind traces of its presence. Jamie glanced at her with wonder, surprised by her sudden question. She has been eerily quiet the entire day, remaining inside her room for most part. In fact, she seemed so aloof that when he offered to take her up to the terrace, he was sure she would decline. Surprisingly enough, she agreed, but he didn’t count on her speaking to him at all. “It was my father,” Jamie said, earning a curious glance from her. “Oh?”“Yeah.” “Does he have a hand in this?” A chortle left his mouth, “No, he has far better things to take care of than help someone with their personal vendetta.” “Thank god.” “Anyway, I called him to find out what he knew about your uncle. I told him he wanted to meet me yet stood me up.” “Is your father going to be
“Thanks for helping me with this.” Emma sighed as she fell back on her bed. Beside her, her best friend was just closing up the zip of a bag that the two girls have spent the last hour filling with clothes and other travel essentials. “Don’t be silly.” She said, “Besides, you know why I’m actually here.” An amused smile crossed Emma’s face as she looked at Elena’s mischievous look. As the latter took the bag off the mattress and settled down on it, Emma propelled herself on her elbow and raised her eyebrows at her. “Are you here to meet your boyfriend then?” She asked, referring to Tom. Tom and Elena have been on three dates in the past one week, much to Emma’s amazement. It was the first time she was seeing her best friend commit so much to a guy, much less a guy like Tom, who screamed playboy in every way. Elena was no prude, but he was a bit excessive for even someone like her. When asked if it bothered her that he was like that, she simply said she was yet to see that side of
As she got off the bus at Leanor street, Barlough, Emma felt as though she traveled back in time to her childhood. Despite the many new constructions and changes in the layout, the city of Barlough retained its originality and aura, making her feel like she had never left the place. It was the same bus stop that Emma stood at for years as a child, waiting to go to school. It was the same place where her father would drop her off before he set off for his day, and where her mother would pick her up at the end of hers. As she looked back, she realized that she only had fond memories of this place. Only the end for them was bitter. Tipping the conductor, Jamie came to stand behind her, entwining his fingers with hers. As she felt his familiar touch, she gave him a quick smile. “This way?” She asked. Nodding, he stepped ahead to lead the way. Jamie had already booked a hotel room for their stay here, and he made sure it was in the familiar part of the city for Emma. She couldn’t be mo
Emma was chasing something dark and figureless in her dreams when she was slowly pulled into the lap of reality. Squirming on the bed, she let out a moan of protest as her mind yearned to escape back into the incomplete dream. Right then, she felt some rough down the length of her thighs, and then came back up. She had a vague memory of wearing only her silk robe to her bed after her shower, abandoning her under pants and bra.She quickly realized that it was a hand between her legs that was causing the hot tingling sensations on her skin, making her tighten her core. The same time as the fingers inched closer to her folds, she felt a breath fan against her neck, a soft kiss replacing it shortly after.Emma’s eyes fluttered open at once, and all she could see was the white, blank ceiling over her head. Beside, Jamie
Much to her dismay, when Emma’s eyes fluttered open after a well rested nap, she found the spot beside her empty. She felt a disappointment instantly fill her chest as her eyes found no trace of Jamie inside the room, nor could she hear his presence in the bathroom. When she got up to look for him on the balcony, she found a small note on the desk by the side of the bed.‘I’ll be back by 8. Order food in if you’re hungry but don’t step out. Call me if you need anything.’Emma rolled her eyes at his message which reminded her of her middle school principal’s notice. Direct, demanding with zero sense of politeness. That was Jamie in a nutshell.How was she going to survive the next two hours locked inside the bedroom? She could attempt to sneak out, but Emma
Emma felt her heart thumping against her chest as she walked.Although the source of her comfort was standing right beside her, she abruptly grew immune to Jamie’s presence. As she walked the familiar path to her former home, she felt the anxiousness creep back into her. The last time she was on this street, she had just been kicked out of her own house and was unaware where to go.She didn’t think she would last longer than a week on the streets, but she remained resilient and she survived. Growing up, she never imagined she would have to face such a plight in her life. She always thought the rest of her life would be uneventful yet happy, ordinary but stable, dull yet full of life.But now, all she saw in that house was dark memories she would
Temporarily, it felt as though Jamie’s brain couldn’t function.The biggest truth of his life was lying in front of him, glaring at him in an obvious sense, yet he couldn’t wrap his head around it. Simply, he didn’t have the courage to believe it. He wasn’t ready to accept the truth, but deep down, he knew that that was the reality.The papers he held in his trembling hands gave him the answer to the question that was haunting him for days. He spent countless nights wondering who Blake was, and the answer came to him finally. He found it within the text of the letters he held, but he hardly rejoiced at the fact. In fact, he dreaded it. So much so, that he wished he had never learnt it.Because, out of all the people in the world, he
“Emma is the rogue we’re supposed to kill?” Tom shrieked in horror.Jamie clutched his head, nodding begrudgingly. He felt just as clueless as he did a few hours ago.“Where is she now?”“Sleeping upstairs.”“You mean she’s still alive? Why didn’t you kill her yet?”Jamie narrowed his eyes in distress, “What?”“Isn’t that what we’re supposed to do? She’s our enemy.”“She’s also my mate.