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.

one who accepted me with my flaws, even encouraging me to go with what I want

And I don't regret it.

thought of being rejected always held me back but most

didn't even have

them. It was the spring season. I was never a season freak. I loved all the seasons and treated

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

were there, of course. It was awkward to eat

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

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

eyes concern coating her eyes, a cloth in her hands to help me clean the kitchen.

if I was afraid of the

I really crying?

were wet. I laughed uncomfortably. "Do you mean 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

off the towel, my eyes were red with prolonged moisture. I completed washing the rest of the dishes and headed to my room to take keys of my car and decided to stay at Mia's

when I reached and Mia went into the fist of mania upon seeing me

fine this way.

same bed, chatting about our school days. Yeah,

rays of sun falling on my eyes. It was at 6 am. After doing my daily routine, I went down to make us strawberry fruitcake. I was craving

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

to this

of a bull. I kicked him hard on his butt and he fell face on his