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.

I eventually pulled it off by practising on Edward. Heh. He really was the only one who accepted

regret

I don't deserve his love. That's the reason I never told him about my feelings. That thought of being rejected always held me back but most of my worthiness was more important. I knew I could never be anything which Lara was. I can't give him what she

have a chance against

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 carefully on the side desk of my bed.

like my dad, doing something big for someone. He did it for our country. And I was going to do the

the dishes; Miranda had already cleaned the tables where we ate our dinner. Edward and Lara were there, of course. It was awkward to eat with her but Lara was friendly.

found such an appropriate girl for himself. I smiled, remembering the times when we would play all day, doing all

gloves, I started to wash the plates when I felt the moisture on my arms.

are you crying?" Miranda said, her eyes concern coating her eyes, a cloth in her

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

really crying?

when I had chilly peppers on my eyes accidentally while washing the plates? Oh, Miranda, you 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, "

being. I wiped my face off the towel, my eyes were red with prolonged moisture. I completed

the fist of mania upon seeing me at such hour. She thought

What? I was fine

the same bed, chatting about our school days. Yeah, I miss them. We all miss them.

up, rays of sun falling on my eyes. It was at 6 am. After doing my

my shirt to their lawn, like literally dragged me to their lawn. I cried, screamed, screeched, but

lungs to this nation,

I turned my head to see Jake. That son of a bull. I kicked him hard on his butt and he fell face on his stomach in his