Sealed With A Kiss

Emily's POV:

We decided to visit Edward's home. I rang the bell and Mr Jones opened the door, a warm smile on his face.

"Hello, Mr Jones!"

"Oh, my cute girl, it's been a long time since we hung out, " he said patting my head.

I smiled widely at him.

"I graduated and I also got a job offer from the National Tropics hospital. I will join after a month." I said, earning praise from him.

"Oh, my two children have already grown up. I can't want anything else than seeing you succeed as much as this world can offer!"

Mr Jones always thought of me as the second child of his, a daughter which he never had. He took care of me, even going as far as scolding his own son. I was blessed in some aspect.

When my father died, he actually financially supported our family for some time until my mom found a suitable job, thanks to his help. Willows and Jones were always there for each other I guess.

Mr Jones invited me inside and offered a drink.

"How come our sweet neighbour is here to meet us?! See Elena, how these two have grown up. It wasn't long ago when society committee actually complained about them breaking people's window glasses, taking stray dogs, singing loudly in public or taking late night swims in water, " he smiled mildly.

We both grinned widely and a wave of nostalgia hit us.

"Yes. But I thought I should meet you today. I guess I don't want to lose you now, do I?"

Was it too dramatic?

Edward shook his head, an attempt to say, "You're hopeless"

Now I'm going to destroy my own happiness by myself. Here I go.

"Isn't it too silent in the house? How much better it would be to have a daughter-in-law and very cheerful one at that! Not to mention, having charisma like Barbie, when she walks on the floor, it burns like hell and you couldn't get any better after seeing her smile... Oh her lips, When they open, they talk like a waterfall of Nigeria and when her hands touch something, it's done as real, oh her legs are the masterpiece of Indian redwood tree, and her eyes remind you of those extinct dodos around the world...Oh how much you want someone like that in this house, " I said huffing heavily.

One-minute silence.

All three just gaped at me.

And then they burst into a fit of laughter.

"Honey if you wanted forest and nature so badly, why didn't you just tell us.? We could have gone to some trip!" Mrs Jones said, wiping tears off her eyes.

"If it wasn't for your medical job, I would have thought you were practising some comedy, " said Mr Jones.

Oh. Just. Kill. Me. Now.

Edward pulled me by my arm to the next room, his grip on my arm slightly more rougher and urgent than usual.

"What are you doing?!" he whisper-yelled.

"Helping you?" I reminded him, in case his human brain hasn't evolved yet but it came out like a question.

"But you called Lara dodo and her legs tree and rabbit and her lips waterfall. How is that helping?"

"I didn't call her rabbit though! How am I supposed to describe her? I don't know her. You know her. You do it." I whispered back.

"They listen only to you."

"But-"

you would help

"Why-"

You know I won all those certificates and

eyes at his stupid imagination.

"Or more like 'I taught you late at night skipping

of all people

fine, I will do it again."

" he said, winking at me. So much for pleading,

more precisely. I looked behind, his eyes filled with hope and wrists balled in fists wishing me

mouthed 'I will'.

then Thud!

crashed into something. I fell on

fucking plan now!

just fell, in front of my best friend who I had a

"Honey, sweety, are you okay?" his mother came forward in a

any better. I just am....kinda felt like exercising, " I said moving my arms in circles, smiling in spite of the pain.

to have Lara as your daughter-in-law? She is an excellent girl, she knows everything, and she loves Edward. They have been dating for five years already. Isn't it high time to

her. Something is just… off about her, " Mr Jones said, "She doesn't really fit

she is a cheerful person, she gets into the atmosphere easily. I am sure you will never get bored with her. She

Just because I couldn't get his

everything.

he gets that.

"Can she cook?" Mrs Jones asked.

then shook his head.

we marry Edward off to someone who doesn't even know how to cook when you know very clearly that he doesn't eat anything except for homemade ones. Weren't you the one who cooked for him when we were outside for business?" Mrs

gulped.

"Then I can cook for him like always?"

You know him since you two were kids, " Mr Jones said.

going to have that conversation again. It always breaks my heart

Not again. You know we can't do that. Just let me marry the girl I like okay?" he pleaded.

like Emily?" Mr Jones

paused.

But dad-"

a reputation, Edward! You are the CEO of the Jones company. People look up to you. What would they think if you marry some chick who wears dangling tops and chews bubblegum while talking to your parents? All she cares about is her manicures. She doesn't even

Topic's over. Let's go, Eddie. We have to play rock paper scissors, right?" I said, telling

me hurriedly to the

rock paper scissors, Lily!?" Edward half-joked.

tell them that I was going to break their son's neck off and sew it back over

glared.

we supposed to

a 'we'? I never wanted him married in the first

going to my karate classes, " I said, waving

Five minutes later:

as I love him and want to either kiss him or strangle him, I hate his habit of tagging me along in his problems

him because I am a horrible liar, a horrible planner as well as a horrible walker who can't even walk properly.

I tasted some clotted blood in my mouth. I guess I hurt my jaw badly. It ached now that

I started to sip my coffee. Three cups of coffee in a row. This much of diuretics is gonna burst my bladder soon.

plan? Any plan B?" He

plan A? You didn't tell me. I would have done better then, " I said rolling my

know how much I love Lara. You said you would help me! What

Don't say the L-word in front of me, dude.

my lips twitching upward,

his penetrating gaze and in my discomfort, I started

"Then marry me."

my drink, coughing violently as I stared at him