Tangled Love

I turn the shower off and pause for a moment, closing my eyes. Lately everything around me has been moving at lightning speed so a taking a second or two to collect my thoughts makes me feel better. I step out of the shower and notice my phone screen flashing with numerous messages. I reach over and pick it up, reading the first message —

Where the hell are you Emily ? Mum

I quickly type out a response, my features scrunched up in frustration at the screen —

I've left home. Im not living with Trevor or you anymore. Bye Mum.

It's nice to regain control of my life after having it spin out of control for so long. I hope Mum understands that I'm doing this for myself and my safety. The next message is from an unknown number and I pause, a familiar feeling of dread washing over me.

You need a man to love you Emily, not a little boy.

I sigh heavily, feeling the pressure building up inside my head as a headache begins to brew.

Who are you? GO AWAY.

I hesitate before sending the text, uncertain whether I'm making the right decision. Should I completely ignore him or show him that I'm not scared? I send the text and don't expect his response to be almost immediate but it is.

It is not the right time. I will never go away. . . Not until you're mine.

him to the back of my mind. No way do I need more hassle on top of

them. Once I'm dressed I blow dry my hair and secure it into a high ponytail. I step into my fluffy bedtime slippers and head downstairs for a warm glass of milk to end my night.

waist from behind. I jump a little before realising who it is. His scent wraps

beautiful," Jake murmurs down my ear. I bite back the smile and turn around, looking up

at him.

it when you're covered in

lightly before taking the glass of milk from my hand. I barely have a second to protest as he tilts it

lightly. He gives me an apologetic look, placing the empty glass

bad boys don't feed themselves you know." He winks, flexing his right arm. The muscles in his bicep bulge instantly and I arch my brow, impressed. "Wow, that right

not the only thing that shoots

shock and my mouth falls open as I stare wide eyed at Jake. He shrugs casually in response, his lips twitching upwards into

need Jesus!" I yell after him, reaching for the milk to heat another glassful. His laughter fills the

my door frame, fully dressed. He's wearing a plain white shirt underneath his black bomber jacket, finished off with black jeans. I can't help but bite down on my lower lip . .

a potato. A potato in pyjama's.

a small smile plays on his lips. He lifts a finger to his lips, shushing me before entering my room. I take a step back and swallow, watching as he quietly shuts my bedroom door over before spinning around. As he turns, his intoxicating scent hits me

you crazy?" I whisper.

his pockets. My eyebrows shoot up in surprise and I bite down on my lower lip. "Where are we going?"

Muffin, get dressed." Jake instructs me, pushing his hand