Sweater Weather- The NeighborhoodEmilio's POV
That's what I did. I ran to her. I needed to talk to her. She needed to know the truth. I ran all the way to her house. Block after block, street after street, I ran. Nothing was stopping me from talking to her.
After about 10 minutes of running I finally reached to her house. I stopped in front of it and just stared at it. I put my hands on my knees and bent over breathing heavy. Sweat was drippy down my face but I didn't care.
I stood back up and looked at her house once again. I needed a plan. If I knocked on the front door she might not hear it or could possibly ignore it. She could also be simply sleeping right now too.
I wonder my eyes around the house to look for any other entrance to get to her easier. Finally an idea popped into my head. I rushed to the side of her house. Once at the side I looked up and see her window was on the second floor.
I remember the first time I was here. I was told that this was the address to the leader of the Devils. When I found Dallas I was completely confused and that had me questioning everything.
Why did the address lead me to her house? When I looked around the house I couldn't find anything. It made me think that she was hiding something from me but it's Dallas and she is like a sweet angel.
Well that's what I thought up until she punched me in the face on the first day of school. man she had a powerful punch. Guess I made her really mad.
Okay back on track now. I look around to see if there is a way to get to her window. To my right I spot an escape ladder and quickly rush over to it. I begin climbing up until I hit the top.
Hoping and praying that her window is unlocked I slowly but carefully lean over to reach it. I press my hands up against the frames and slowly push up. I sigh in relief due to the fact that the window was unlocked. Man she needs to start locking up her house.
I push the window fully open and put my hands on the ledge. I push off of the ladder and balance myself on the window sill. I slowly crawl inside the window and soon land on her floor, hard.
As soon as I landed I made a loud thump and quickly got up to see if I woke her up. I release the breathe that I was holding and close the window. Once the window was closed I head over to Dallas. She was sleeping peacefully but had a mad look on her face.
I turn to my right and see that her TV is on and she was watching Full House. I look back at Dallas and got a better look of her. Her cheeks were tear stained and her cheeks were red. Did I make her cry?
I feel like a such a dickhead. I can't believe I put her through all of this. She doesn't deserve it. I should've changed something or at least tried to tell her what was going on. She was also going to tell me something but Cadence blew it all.
I take a deep breathe and sit next to Dallas. I wasn't really sure how to wake her up either. I really didn't want to wake her up but I really had no choice. I then began shaking her and calling out her name until she woke up.
She groaned a little bit and squirmed around in the bed. I shook her a little bit more and she started to stretch a little bit. She went back to the position she went in and cuddled into her blankets more. I went to go shake her again but a voice interrupted me.
"Whoever you are, leave now before I kick your ass." I hear Dallas say.
"Dallas it's Emilio." I say softly.
"Exactly, leave now before I kick your ass." she answers.
"Look please let me explain." I pleaded.
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I Punched Emilio Martinez
Fanfiction* not finished Meet Dallas Scott. A 17 year old girl just trying to make it through her senior year at Grayson Regional High School. She usually stays out of everyone's way and minds her own business. She doesn't have any friends because she thinks...