Sixteen

*Sequel to Emily, Please Don't Go Away*

It was poetic, in a way. Almost like Romeo and Juliet, only I was trying to escape from him. As I stared into his eyes, he offered me a weary smile.
"Emily, let's go home."

Six years had passed since I had last seen him. I wasn't supposed to ever see him again. I was supposed to be free. Things weren't supposed to end this way.