Suddenly i don't feel like joking around, after exercising i start to walk to my room, locking myself in and shutting the doors, and i start sobbing missing Joel as it feels as if a whole part of my heart is missing. I just started to realize how much i hate him for dragging me through hell and forcing me to be independent, all because he kissed that damn girl. I wipe my tear stained cheeks as i walk out of my room and down the stairs. I walk to the kitchen where i grab some chocolate ice cream, fudge covered strawberries and a whole king sized bar of milk chocolate. Walking to the couch i settle in the blankets and put all my junk food around me while i turn on pretty little liars. I grab a spoon full of ice cream. Taking a bite.
****2 hours later****
After four episodes of pretty little liars a half a gallon of ice cream and a quarter of milk chocolate, bal comes in turnig off the tv. "HEY i was watching that!" I glare at him eating another spoonful of ice cream. "Look, i am sorry." He sighs and sits next to me, well as close as he can with all the tissues and junk food surrounding me on the couch. I scrunch up my nose. "Stop apologizing, now shoo." I say quite irritatedly as i grab the remote and turn back on the tv. "Who shoved the stick up your ass" he mumbles as he frowns. I pause the tv sighing loudly and putting my feet on him as i lay down on the couch, taking a huge spoon full of ice cream with bits of the milk chocolate on top. "Don't get you panties in a twist buttercup" i retort back. He looks at me amused. "Well i don't wear panties, i wear-" i shut him up by shoving a scoop of ice cream in his mouth leaning close and whispering in his ear, "sh.. You emotional sunava gun" he chews thoughtfully before taking the spoon out of his mouth and putting it back in the ice cream. "Why is the stick shoved far in your ass?" He asks his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. I sigh dramatically getting up feeling the intense need to hit something as i walk to the gym, sliding on the boxing gloves i walk to the punching bag punching it hard. "DAMN" punch "YOU" punch, kick. "JOEL!" I feel arms wrap around me in a hug. I turn around and burry my head in bals chest as i sob feeling broken. He rubs my back in a friendly way. "Shh... He is not worth your time or your tears" he whispers kissing the top of my head. I sniffle. "I guess your right." He pushes me away playfully. "Now stop being a cry baby." "YOU SEEM TO REPLACE YOU BRAIN WITH YOUR HEART" i belt singing in my most horrible voice. Bal groans. He turns on the radio and mrs. Potato head, by Melanie martinez comes blasting through the speakers. "If you weren't born with it you can buy a couple ornaments! Just be sure to read the warning kids cus soon you'll be bored of it!" I belt put as i land a solid punch in the punching bag. bal holds the punching bag for me.
**** 1 hour later****
I pull of the boxing gloves as i fall down on the couch face first so exhausted and broken, as Bal had left for work. I get up turn off all the lights laying back down on the couch.
**** a while later****
I decide to get up and go to a club, walking up stairs i go through bal's ex girlfriends clothes picking out a short black sparkly dress, with black stiletto's and a gorgeous black headband that i put around my head. And with that i do my make up before grabbing my keys and phone ,heading outside.
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Emerald Johnson
RomanceEmerald Johnson was kidnapped. Her kidnapper is coming back so she must fight for her life in combat and in her soul. This is a story of a girl who lost everything only to gain so much more; When she meets Joel Wright her world turns around. She doe...
