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(RivalAutomatic)-- Hey there! Writing this to say sorry about the wait , but I made this chapter to super duper oooper long to make it up! Or at least I think it's super duper oo---yeah you know.

Enjoy!!

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I woke up to an unfamiliar room and the smell of vanilla.

Suddenly all of last night's events rushed back to me.

Emmett.

A strange room.

My agreement.

I looked around only to find that the face that will haunt me for the rest of my life was gone. Sadly I think what happened last night was the first and last time.

A warm and wet substance ran down my cheek. This will change my life forever. My school work, friends or friend should I say.

My sense of worth.

Giving myself to anyone who will have me, at any time.

The tears are flowing freely as quiet sobs escaped my lips. What have I done to myself?

Shaking and wiping the tears off of my face, I tried to compose myself and walked out of the bedroom door.

Step by step my legs slowly made it down each stair to the cold waxed floor.

"You're still here?" I heard Emmett say from what I understood was the kitchen. I looked to him and saw he never turned around to become aware of me.

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"Because you haven't taken me home yet!" I said getting angry; I'll tell ya this guy........

"DON'T! Don't yell at me." He said finally taking his eyes off of his food so I could see his face, irritation clearly written across it.

"Well, are you going to take me home? You know while I still have my youth?"

I said shooting him an irritated look of my own.

"Lose the 'tude, and maybe I'll consider it." He folded his buff arms across his chest, making me finally realize he was shirtless in boxers.

I focused my eyes to the floor, hiding my very evident blush.

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