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Don't mention it.
"What have you got there?" I ask Jake, inspecting his bags as he walks through the door. He exhales deeply and drops the bags onto the bed, a smile spreading across his face. I watch as he dramatically wiped an invisible line of sweat off his forehead before giving me a kiss on the cheek.
"I'll show you in a minute. Are you okay?" He asks noticing my worried expression. He takes a seat next to me, his smile fading away.
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"Let me show you something."I nod and watch in silence as Tobias walks to the end of my bed. He breathes in deeply as if he's debating whether he's making the right choice or not. I wait patiently, wondering what it is he wants to show me.He bite
His Mission Ex's.
"Her name was Violet, I met her in the last year of school." Jake begins, his mouth fixed in a thin line."She was more than a fling, I really liked her, you know? I'd only ever sleep with girls before her," he coughs awkwardly, glancing at me to watch my reaction. I give him a small smile and motion for him to continue.
His Mission Drama.
The day is finally here.I bounce up and down excitedly as I glance at the clock for the millionth time in the last five minutes. Jake is due to be here at exactly half past eleven to take me home. All my belongings are packed and I'm as beyond excited.The door opens and I jump up with my bag o
His Mission You're so beautiful.
I pad softly up the stairs, glancing down at my watch. Jake has officially been locked away in his room for almost four hours. Myra shocked us all with her outburst but I can't help agreeing with her. The feud between Jake and Tobias is exhausting and weallwant it to come to an end. I pause in front of Jake's bedroom door before knocking on it.A minute passes and there's no answer. I roll my eyes, knocking on it again.
His Mission Lies.
I slam the door open and barely flinch as it slams into the wall opposite. Tobias jumps from his bed in alarm but I don't notice the lack of his clothing as I storm up to him, fists clenched in anger. His hand shoots up to rub at his eyes and he appears sleepy, disorientated."Emily, what are you doing?" He frowns at me, his eyes widening as he notices the anger burning in my eyes.
His Mission Party time.
I'm ready in just under half an hour. The before and after transformation is pretty impressive, even I have to say so myself. I've changed out of my pink pyjamas and I'm now wearing a red dress with a scoop neck and long sleeves.My legs are bare and I take a moment to gaze at them. They aren't covered in bruises or cuts for the first time in years however if you look closely, you could still see the scars. I wear nude heels on my feet and decide I'm happy with my entire outfit choice.
His Mission Needing re-assurance.
I make my way to the kitchen sink, pouring myself a nice cold glass of water. The minute it touches my lips, I guzzle it down, feeling instantly relieved at the soothing feeling it has on my throat. Getting drunk doesn't appeal to me whatsoever but I still know how to have fun. I smile at a few others lingering around the kitchen before placing the cup back into the sink."You're Jake's girlfriend, aren't you?"
His Mission He can't have both.
Two weeks later."Hey beautiful, want to spend the night in my room?" Jake winks and I chuckle at him, shoving him backwards into the couch with a little push on his chest. Every since we spent the night together, he always drops suggestive comments, leaving me burning bright red.
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