Sealed With A Kiss

Emily's POV:

I felt horrible and disgusting. I closed my ears, trying to stuff a pillow but to no vain. Man, Edward really had some balls to have sex with Lara when I was in the next room. The walls were much of a negative soundproof than I could ever comprehend.

I closed my eyes, trying to sleep but Lara was moaning literally loud. I had to bite my lips to stop myself from shouting at her. I knew Edward was experienced in this field but did she really need to make it this obvious.

Damn her!

I sighed. It was always there, that hopelessness. It came and went but never left me.

I had always been a happy-go-lucky girl, some called me goody two shoes, some tomboy, some nerd and some boy, but I was okay. It never bothered me.

I have already been okay with everything in my life because I didn't think I deserve to complain. I was high spirited, boisterous, fierce, loud-mouthed, mature from outside but from inside, I was always scared.

Scared of losing.

I lost my grandparents and then my father.

People say you only have one dad and one mom. I guess I realised its meaning a little too early at my tender age of 13 when I lost my father in a car accident. He was chasing terrorists at that time. He was a martyr and I am so proud of him and will always be.

Mom says I looked a lot like him, and that I reminded her of him. I couldn't help but miss him. If he were here, he would always make my day by telling me about Police stuff, fighting, dodging, firing, escaping and so, so many things.

accepted

don't regret

reason I never told him about my feelings. That thought of being rejected always held me back but

His happiness. Hey, I didn't even have

the room and opened up the curtains. A soft breeze caressed my cheeks, flushing them. It was the spring season. I was never a season freak. I loved all the seasons and treated them as my friends that's why when one season goes, I kinda feel sad. I zipped open my suitcase and took out a photo of my father, placing it

really want to be like him! I always wished to die like my dad, doing something big for someone. He did it for our country. And I was going to do

dinner. Edward and Lara were there, of

times when we would play all day, doing all sorts

cold water tingling my senses. Wearing a pair of gloves, I started to wash the plates when

concern coating her eyes, a cloth in

my hands slowly over my face, as if I was afraid of the truth and reality. I felt moisture, the salt and water on my tongue, making my senses go numb. I quickly wiped them away.

I really crying?

know today's stew was spicy, you said so yourself. It's burning when you pointed it out. Wait, I'll just-" I opened the tap, splashing water on my face. "I washed my face. Here, see I am fine as sunshine, " I said, spinning

convince her of my well being. I wiped my face off the towel, my eyes were red with prolonged moisture. I completed washing the

seeing me at such hour. She thought I had

What? I was fine this way.

school days. Yeah, I miss them. We all miss them.

am. After doing my daily routine, I went down to make us strawberry fruitcake.

it, the door opened and someone dragged me by my shirt to their lawn, like literally dragged me to their lawn. I cried, screamed, screeched, but to no avail. modern day

will gift your lungs to this nation, " the person said, rather

of a bull. I kicked him hard on his