She walked towards the empty void, so lifeless, so sad, so sorrowful. She heard voices that erupted into laughter that echoes. She recognized that voice and she followed it. Where was she going? That she didn't know but all that matters to her right now is that She knew that voice.
"Mom," She said softly. The urge to run towards her mom catapulted through her nerves but she suppressed them. Tears followed down her cheeks as she watched her mom, all smiling and happy. But it was all an illusion and Emily knew it but still she found comfort in it.
"She's so happy" A figure appeared beside Emily, Her black hair that glowed with the rays of the moon and Emily envied it.
"You don't have to show me this Illusion of her, " Emily said, looking at the lady that was beside her.
"I didn't create that" Her voice came out low and melodious. " You did"
"Me? How?" The words came out in a rush. Glints of tears settled at her eyes as she stared back to the illusion of her happy mother. She wanted to run and hug her, feel her warmth, her embrace but it was impossible, She was only an illusion.
"Your emotions trigger this image" the figure said, placing her hand on Emily's left shoulder, patting lightly in a manner of comfort. "Your Will to see her and the empty void she left in your heart made this"
Emily chuckled, wiping her tears with her hands. She let out a soft laugh, another and then hard laughter.
"I'm going crazy " She let out another laugh and then sniffed. "Did I create you too"
"Oh no child" the figure smiled. "I've been here long before you were born "
Emily slowly opened her eyes to the sound of the knock on her door. She quickly put on her robes and went to see who it was on the door.
"Hey" the woody brown eyes smiled at her.
"Psalm" her heart gave a quick jump before she could speak. "What are you doing here?
"Nothing really. Just wanted to see you" He said nervously. "Is that weird?" Of course it's weird you weirdo, the thought ran through his mind and he smiled nervously. Wondering if he could just turn around and run into his house.
"Is not weird" she smiled.
"I think I'm gonna go now Since I've seen your face and all" Psalm nervously deeps his hands into his pockets and breathes out softly. He was definitely cute when he's nervous and Emily wanted to kiss him right there and right now but was she going to give in to the temptation? She was still with Adams and This thing going on between both of them was definitely a fling. A real hot, sexy and addictive fling and it keeps bringing her closer. There was something about Psalms that Emily couldn't quite get rid off and the feelings she was habouring were dangerous no doubt but at the same time peaceful and romantic.
"Or you could come in" She definitely don't want to put a label in it but who cares.
She led him into the living room, different emotions ran through her system and all that filled her mind was lust. "I'm gonna go make coffee" She excused herself and went to the kitchen.
'Emily control yourself. You shouldn't be having such thoughts' She murmured to herself. Like how could she control herself when there's a hot sexy man in my house, not just any man but Psalm who she've kissed twice.
She stood there staring at the cups, debating within herself what she's going to do when Psalm walked in.
"You ok? He asked bringing her back to reality. "You just some out"
"Yeah I'm good. Just wondering what kind of coffee I'm gonna make right now " She chuckled.
"Plain coffee will be okay for me. Don't need all the fancy barrister kind of stuff" Emily laughed and whatever feeling she had before was vanished but it was replaced by desires.
"Okay sir. You can go now and take your seat " She said impersonating a waiter which made Psalm laughed. After he left, she felt cold air at her neck and whispers.
'Emily' it called her name over and over, her hazel eyes changed it's color and for a minute it became black. The lustful feelings in her rose to it's peak and it became unbearable, She opened the three buttons of her shirt. Making sure her cleavage was visible before taking the coffee to Psalm. Desire drove her and all she felt was lust, she watch Psalm sipped the coffee and smiled at her.
"This is good " He said looking at her and smiling but Emily couldn't hear what he just said. She was too far outside her head and deep in her emotions, deep in her needs right now and so deep she trailed her hands around his neck and crush her lips with his. It came off as a surprise for Psalm but he reciprocated. Her hands walked up his chest, feeling the hard muscles that were covered with clothes and his hands were on her waist. Tongues found their selves as desire rule over reasoning, and she found herself on top of Psalm, kissing with so much passion. When his mouth moved to her neck and bites softly, she moaned with pleasure. Her eye color flickered like a bulb, changing from black to hazel with every ounce of pleasure she felt. She tugged his shirt off till he was bare and she ran her hands down to feel the abs. His body was perfect, just too perfect to be real and she loved that. His hands went to her butt, gripping it firmly as he continues kissing and sucking her neck. He was hot for her as she was for him and when it seems like the feelings are reducing, it always strikes up with a great deal of force. His hands walked up removing her shirt leaving her only with her bra. Was they moving too fast? That they didn't care about at least not Emily because she was too deep in her feelings and had lost her sense of reasoning to lust.
"Hold up" Psalm breathed out when Emily hands had walked down to his pants. "Let's slow down for a little bit"