Chapter seventeen :-
CAN IT JUMP OFF A CLIFF?
Emarald's POV:-
I knew I was dead the second I made the deal with the devil himself over just some petty tickle fight which wasn't even my fault but who was I to blame, I was the one that suggested the deal. I am so dumb, I mean literally, couldn't I just wait a little while surely he would have stopped, nobody could just go on with tickling forever. It had to end nevertheless I was at fault here and now I had to just wait to get striked. Yeah, I know you think it's not a big deal but you weren't the one that was in front of him when he gave me his mischievous infamous smirk.
"It looks like someone just killed your dog." Oh, right he was still next to me and it may be like that because I still haven't left the couch as I was in shock from his last statement.
"It looks like I will kill your dog." I deadpanned.
"For that you'll have to come to my house, so why don't you?"
"What?" My eyes widened.
"Yeah, I always have Sunday dinner at my house in which all of us have to be present." He explained with a nervous expression.
"And you want me to come? Won't that be weird?" I scrunched up my face.
"Yeah, moreover for me it would be less weird." He rolled his eyes.
"Okay I'll come but come on it can't be that bad." I laughed when he stuck his tongue out while his eyes rolled back.
"You don't say."
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Up came the sun in my room beaming at me when I opened my eyes the next day. I groaned and rolled around in my bed trying different positions in which I could just get some sleep. Yeah, I'm not like any movie type of girl that would look like a goddess while waking up and yawning so I just groaned again rubbed my eyes to get my vision clear, finally making my way to my attached bathroom. I got in the shower not bothering to take any clothes with me.
Oh yeah, Brett wasn't here because I finally kicked him out around 11 p.m., not literally kicked him out but convinced him to go home when he told me that he haven't gone to his home since four days without telling them where he was going. Idiot.
I closed my eyes savering the feeling of the hot water on my skin which made goosebumps to erupt. I stood there a few more minutes to ease my nerves.
Coming out I went to my small walk in closet and started to find a perfect outfit for me to wear today. I looked through all of my clothes but none looked suitable for meeting someone's parents. Ugh. Brett should have at least told me before breaking this bomb on my head.
Are you crazy?
Shut up, I'm nervous.
Why? It isn't like he's your boyfriend or anything.
Your mind goes in only one direction.
I am a mind. Your mind.
I went through them again this time a little slowly processing all the clothing I have without going into my la la land. Yup, found it. It was a high waisted blood red skirt which came to my mid thigh and a plain black top which a jacket on top pairing these with thigh high black boots. I made a messy yet sexy bun at the top of my head and applied eye liner, mascara with a hint of my favourite cherry lip gloss.
Yup, all done.
Patted my back a few times that I actually made myself look presentable I went to message Brett to pick me up.
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