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.

the only one who accepted

regret it.

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

His happiness. Hey, I didn't even have a chance

all the seasons and treated them as my friends that's why when one season goes, I kinda feel sad. I zipped open

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 the same, by becoming a doctor.

the dishes; Miranda had already cleaned the tables where we ate our dinner. Edward and Lara were there, of course.

I smiled, remembering the times when we would play all day,

the sink, I turned on the tap, cold water tingling my senses. Wearing a pair of gloves, I started to wash the plates when I felt the moisture on my arms. I quickly looked up only to see the ceiling, covered with glasses. I turned the tap off.

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

at her in confusion before placing my hands slowly over my face, as if I was afraid of the truth and reality. I felt moisture, the

I really crying?

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,

towel, my eyes were red with prolonged moisture. I completed washing the rest of

Mia went into the fist of mania upon seeing me at such hour. She thought I

fine this way.

bed, chatting about our school days.

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

drink 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 people are not of morning types I guess. Anyway, I continued to

I will gift your lungs to this nation, "

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