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-"

said you would help me."

"Why-"

know I won all those certificates and

rolled my eyes at his stupid imagination.

you late at night skipping my dinner, " I filled in.

"Because my biology is weak. You of all people

fine, I will do it again."

he said, winking at me. So

more precisely. I looked behind, his

I mouthed 'I will'.

And then Thud!

at that. Since I wasn't looking forward, I crashed into something. I fell on the

to this fucking

in front of my best friend who I had a crush on for like, forever and his

sweety, are you okay?" his mother came forward

better. I just am....kinda felt like exercising, " I said moving

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 include

about her, " Mr Jones

with her. She is a

cry... I never will... He wants that. Just because I couldn't get his love doesn't mean he couldn't get his

He deserves everything.

sure he

"Can she cook?" Mrs Jones

Edward looked at me and then shook his head.

can 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 Jones said, clearly

I gulped.

cook for him like always?" I offered.

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

I so was not going to have that conversation again. It always breaks my heart when Edward ends up rejecting me not-so-conscious about my feelings

can't do that. Just let me marry the girl I like okay?" he pleaded.

Mr Jones asked.

paused.

do! But

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 have the decency to show any love to you in front of your parents. I will never approve of

to play rock paper scissors, right?" I said, telling him to leave the topic for

pulled him with me hurriedly to the next room.

"Seriously, rock paper scissors, Lily!?" Edward

that I was going to break their son's neck off and sew it back over his leg? " I said,

He just glared.

we supposed to do

was a 'we'? I never wanted him

"You do the action. I am going to my karate classes, " I said, waving at him only to be

minutes later:

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

I won't be able to help 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

my coffee. Three cups of coffee in a row. This much

your plan? Any plan

A? You didn't tell me. I would have done better

said you would help

say the L-word in front of me,

twitching upward, unwillingly,

as I continued to fidget nervously under his penetrating gaze and in my discomfort, I

"Then marry me."

I choked on my drink, coughing violently as I stared at