Emily’s Pov      My mind is racing with all the feelings stirring inside me, feelings I’ve never gotten before, not even once. That is what you get for believing that you’re not worthy of anything in life.    Blake is starting me blank in the eyes. I don’t even think he knows what’s going on now. Maybe he’s playing with me, maybe not, but for now, I don’t care. I just want to be close to him, as close as si can be. Why I chose it with him, god knows why.    I know I feel safe with him, like I can feel all my emotions and let my inner demons out without him questioning my intentions.    I know he doesn’t know how to let go, and not be in control all the time, but this time, I need him to let go and just give in!    “Just breath, close your eyes and let go of whatever control

  Emily’s Pov“You know, it’s okay to feel you don’t have to hide what happened.” I try to ease the pain that he’s trying to hide behind the tough man he was raised to be. He looked down and kept his eyes focus on my lap while I’m still sitting on his lap.    “I don’t want to lose focus when I’m high on emotions. I never learned how to show or even let it in.”    “Then let me teach you the same way you’re teaching me to fight. Let me show you how to feel.” My hands are hooked around his neck and his hands are around my body. I can feel how ye shiver, trying to hold back what is dying to let out, but he’s too afraid to feel anything.    “How did you feel when your sister overdosed?” he snap his head with anger and removed me from his lap.    “Blake, I don&rsqu

 “Fuck,” I cursed in the hallway in front of Emily’s apartment. Another idiot is shouting to keep my mouth shut.  “Fuck you!” I yell back and laughed at myself. What did I drink, or better yet, what a hell did Vicky give me to swallow?  Emily’s door fly opened and I my god she looks beautiful in her short pyjamas, her perfect body screaming to be touched, and her soft poker lips, well I don’t think that’s poker lips, that’s more angry lips, but still looks like it wants to be kissed.  “What are you doing here?it’s 3 AM in the morning.” She folds her arms looking in control of her emotions. I run my hands through my hair to try and fo

 I picked up Em from the ground and carry her to the apartment. Her face holds the most adorable smile and I can’t keep my eyes off her, until I almost drop her when I saw my mother lying in front of my door in her own puke, having a seizure.“Blake!” Emily yells when I put her down and run up to my mother.“What a fuck mom, what did you take?” I yelled when Emily pulled me away from her and turned to get on her side so as not to choke on her own puke.I grab my hair in frustration, and my entire childhood is having a feast inside my mind.“We need to get her to a hospital,” Emily announced, frightened.“No, I can’t have this all over the media,”“Blake, now is not the time for you to be ruthless. This is your mother.” Emily yells when the neighbour opened his door.“Get the fuck back int

Blake's POV"I know, I'm fucking sorry. What do you want me to say? I panicked. I didn't ask for this Em," I yelled outside the bar, my voice filled with frustration and regret."You panicked? I had your mother in a bathtub with foam coming out of her mouth, your mother Blake," she said, folding her arms tightly across her chest. I could see the anger and frustration in her eyes, growing with every apology I uttered. The weight of my mistake was sinking in, causing my intoxicated body, bloody knuckles, and pounding headache to fade into the background. I could throw a punch, and make my enemies kneel, but I couldn't handle the overwhelming disappointment and frustration that radiated from this beautiful, angry woman standing before me.I was supposed to be her saviour, her protector. I was supposed to help her confront her demons and move forward with her life. Yet, here she stood, her emotions in turmoil, fighting with every fibre of her being to face my own demons and help me heal.