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Cry For Me Chapter 13
Charles was shocked, he still can't believe Emily, HIS Emily, would refuse something he offered her. He's frozen on his seat. He doesn't move a muscle as his food gets colder and colder. He flung the dish to the floor, staining the wall with cold sauce. "Fine, fucking die for all I care" He yells at the top of his voice "you hear me Emily, DIE!!!" He storms out the the house, shutting the door behind him. She slowly unlocks her room door, opening the door just wide enough for her head to fit through, looking from side to side, making sure it was safe to come out. "He's gone" she sighs in relief. She walks to the basement, where she spends most of her time. She used to dance, and twirl, and try to recall a past that has long been forgotten. As she stood in front of her old dusty trophy case, she sighs. Touching the glass, making her palm dirty. She slowly walks to the back of the large cabinet and pushes it. As she pushes, she remembers the promise she made to her husband- 'to
Cry For Me chapter 14
She sits silently in her room, she listens carefully to the screams and wails of her husband as he breaks everything in his sight. She let's out a heavy sigh, this isn't the first time his done something like this, and it definitely won't be the last. He's just as crazy and as she was. No, he was crazier. Imagine, she used to look up to him as the wiser one, the normal one, the stable one. But he's just like her. "Crazy man, Mad woman. You guys are a match made in heaven" Millie comments "We're a match alright" She replies with a chuckle "but we're definitely not made in heaven" He screams louder and breaks everything in sight. He can feel himself losing control. Losing control of him temper, his emotions, and his wife. He let's out one last scream and starts panting heavily. He looks around, observing his environment. He is surrounded by broken glass, broken picture frames, what remains of his phones and the broken ballerina trophies. He picks one up from the floor, his hands
Cry For Me chapter 15
For the past few weeks Emily's been doing whatever she wants. She drinks his expensive vintage wine from the shelf she's not allowed to touch, he smokes the cigarettes she finds in his back pocket and roamed the he house with greasy hair and chipped nail polish. She feels free, like this was the first time she's ever been able to breathe. But what she enjoys more is how crazy its driving Charles, like he's never thought of her as a person with emotions, but as a puppet he could control. He's lost all control and his slowing losing his sanity, and she took great pleasure in his down fall. "Emily" his yells her name for the millionth time. "Ughh again?" Millie groans "what does he want this time" "Just wait, we'll find out" Emily replies out loud. She understands why he's mad, he came home to his mentally ill wife lying on the floor drunk with half a cigarette in between her fingers. But what she doesn't understand is why he's still yelling, he knows she won't listen, why waste the
Cry For Me Chapter 16
Charles gets home by 7 am the next day, he didn't get a wink of sleep. The last thing he needs is another argument with Emily. He smells a strong fragrance, it was perfume. The follows the smell to Emily's room. He finds her elegantly dressed in a little black dress that stops right before her knees, thigh high leather boots and pearl necklace and matching earrings. "Now this is what I like" he smirk's "I'm going out" she turns to him. He chuckles, she hasn't gone outside in almost a decade, where could she even go "oh, and where may I ask, are you going?""Out" she stars directly into his eyes, the same blank emotionless expression she's always had. "I need to buy a few things""What is it I'll just tell Eric to get it for you " he pulls his phone out of his pocket "No" she picks up a small black clutch "tell Eric to pick me up in 5 minutes, I'm going out" she says in a demanding tone He frowns, staring into her eyes. Maybe is he looks threatening she'll back down. She doesn't
Cry For Me Chapter 17
The car stops and Eric opens the door for her. She comes done, placing one foot in front of the other. "Where are we" she observes the area"You said you wanted to buy something, so we're at the mall" he answers confused by the question. "Oh" she says moving her hair out of her face. She looks around exploring the area, from the clothing shop to the shoe shop, from sephora to forever 21. This place is amazing, you can find anything here. "Excuse me ma'm" a young girl in an apron calls out her name. "Would you be interested in a sample""A sample of what" she tilts her head a little"We have a new product that we're trying to promote..." she explains "We don't have time for this" millie says " remember why we came here " "Sorry I have to go" she walks away. Eyes follow her as she walks around the store. People wondering who she was, and why she was so elegantly dressed. But it wasn't just the dress, Emily is a beauty. Soft, pale skin that hasn't touched sun light in almost 10 y
Cry For Me Chapter 18
They drove around for hours, no destination, just warm breeze and vintage songs playing on the radio. "It's getting late, maybe we should start going-""no" she cut him off "But Mr. Charles said-""Don't ruin this moment with words Eric" she said sticking her head out the window. The wind blows her hair up and down and all around, into her mouth and eyes but she didn't care. She started to think of what her life could have been if she wasn't with Charles, all the places she could have gone and things she could have done. Those things were still possible, she could jump out of this car right now and run with the wind to somewhere far-far from here, far from Charles. But she isn't who she used to be, she's no longer young and wild. She's a mad old woman and running from her problems won't solve anything. They drove round in circles for hours just to pass time. Soon it was time to return home. "Your late" Charles sat in a dark room awaiting her return."I know" She answers nonchalan
Cry For Me Chapter 19
He arrives home, last as always. "Emily" he calls out, no answer. she must be asleep, he assumes taking of his jacket, then making his way to her room.He opens the door and is greeted with the smell of vanilla. The room is dark, a scented candle providing a deem light. He walks up to her unconscious body, moving her hair out of her face with his finger. She looks so peaceful. He thinks to himself. He lifts his gaze and looks around the room, it looks the same as it has always looked for the past 20 years, but something felt different, she's hiding something from him, he could feel it."What are you hiding" He whispers staring at her resting face. He turns his neck, to enjoy staring at her from a different angle. His smile turns to a frown, and he stands up and walks out of the room, slamming the door behind him with no regard to weather he might wake her.He walks to his room, stomping one foot after the other. It's a mess, ever since Emily refused to do anything around the hou
Cry For Me Chapter 20
She lies awake, staring at Charles. He has his arm raped around her waist. He looks so peaceful, so calm. This was the first night she had spent with him in years. Old memories of nights they spent together lovingly in each other's arms flood her memory. "Dont forget the plan," millie reminds her She slowly frees herself of his grip and again starts searching his room. She quietly opens every cabinet, every bag, and checks every pocket in his pants and suite but finds nothing.Just when she was about to give up, she saw something from the corner of her eyes. It reflected the moonlight catching her attention. Something under the bed. She moves closer to it. It was a key, a gold key with a pink ribbon raped around it. "Hmm," she hummed, confused. She put the key in her pocket and made her way to the door. . In her room, she studied the key. It was bright yellow, no pure gold. Almost immediately, she remembered the large gold door hidden on the other side of the mansion.Her he
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