Shifting to her left, Emily screams as she falls face flat on the ground, "I think I cracked my skull." She mumbles to herself.
She places her palms against the floor and pushes. Pulling her feet slightly forward to bend her knees and she stands up and wears her slippers.
Looking at the couch, she notices a small damp portion of the bed. Which caused her to pull her hand up to her face and wipe the saliva clinging on below her cheek. She wiped it again on her shirt and yawned.
She wondered why she woke up in the couch instead of her bed. No one can carry her to the couch when it's only her and her mother living under the same roof.
By twisting her body, stretching until her body warms and cracking of knuckles to hear the satisfying crack, a smile etched on her face.
Skipping her way to the kitchen, she stops in front of the counter. Her mother had her back against Emily. She noticed her mother's hai
Throughout their dinner, they exchanged jokes, laughs and heartfelt smiles. While Emily, she felt uneasy."I remember when Emily peed herself when the boy she likes appro--""I think I ate too much carbohydrates." Emily cuts her mother off, she groaned as she lightly pressed her right hand against her tummy.Emily stood up and gathered the plates, carrying them and placing them in the sink. She f
The clanging of white hexagonal plates made Emily cringe. She could still smell the pancakes they had for breakfast which was already down in their stomachs. As she placed a clean plate back in the dish rack, her mother whispered onto her ear. "We have something to talk."Emily turned to face her mother with a look of suprise. Victoria gave her a wink and she sighed."Emily, why don't you let Lucius watch your favorite movie?"
Four hours earlier, Emily had ordered five boxes of pizza which were now sprawled all over the floor. Four of the boxes were emptied and only one remained unopened.After Emily's last bite of her slice of pizza, the credits rolled. "Pass me the remote." She said, not moving her eyes away from the television.Out of the three of them, only Lucius occupied the couch whilst Emily and her mother sat beside each other on the floor. Taking the advantage of having all the couch to himself, he had his head resting on the armrest and his feet resting on the opposite sid
Lucius winced at the things David had done to him a few minutes earlier: he had given such flirtatious lines, nudged Lucius on his elbow, purposely dropped a slice of pizza on Lucius' shoulder, carressing Lucius' abdomen whenever David walks past him.Lucius sees every gender equally, yet David has just gotten himself in Lucius' core to the extent where he wants to punch him in the face for being annoying.
Lucius walked past the red-haired girl he just talked to and let her melt from the flirtatious lines he remembered from David. The lines were effective; however, he realized she was not the wife he was looking for. There was no connection. All he did were forlorn attempts; he has talked to a lot of women in only a few minutes yet the connection he needed to guide him just wasn't there.The red-haired screamed for his name, begging him to come back and asking why he just left so suddenly. He decided to ignore her and not let her pestering make him lose his temper; he needed to find his wife fast. As he walks towards the yacht, rather than the annoying, noisy, techno beats and the shouts of teenagers he was supposed to hear, he heard chanting.Tentatively, he stepped to where the chanting surfaced. It was a small crowd of both genders and the sexualities in between, some have glasses in their hands, some have plates of food, and some have cigarettes. He scrunched h
They drove off. The street lights and the car lights were the only ones that illuminated the place. Together with the soft music on the radio, David's sniffs filled the car.Emily, feeling humiliated, soaking and reeking of vodka, let herself lost as she watches the outside world through her window pass by.One beach party was enough. She swear to not join any parties anymore; she'll make a fool out of herself. She's dealt with so much humiliation in her entire life that she prefers to be locked inside the house and never bother opening the doors to be greeted with people.
They appeared puzzled at the young man's words. Something is going on in their minds surely in which he wants to know about."Olivia? Come down here!" Her mother called out, not moving her eyes away from him.He flinched at the woman's pitchy voice. He heard thunders of footsteps surging from the second level of the house."Yes? What is it?"
The small piece of cake Lucius shoved in his mouth made him realize how great it tasted. Though despite the tension Olivia was giving him, he still managed to smile and wink at her every time he catches her glaring at him and she would hiss at him back.It would take me a long time to fully claim her heart."Son, how do you make a tissue dance?" Ferdinand asked aga