Remember Me (Joe Sugg fanfiction)

Chapter 3

Back with Chapter 3! Enjoy!

EMILY POV (The next day)

"Hey sweetie, is that a barbie? Wow!" I watched my paedophile boss talking to this innocent little girl. She must've lost her mum or something. I hate my boss, he's cruel and disgusting, so I step in.

"Hiya hun." I whispered kindly at the fragile 3-5 year old. "Oh don't worry Mr Pepper I will ensure this young lady finds her mum." I rush off holding this girl's hand before he can protest. Creep.

"What's your name sweetie?" I bend down so I'm her height, oh man, she has the cutest curls of blonde hair.

"Darcy." She smiled. Something is really familiar about that name.

"Well what's your mum's name Darcy?" I asked her gently, taking hold of her hand once again.

"Mummy." She replied.

"Right, thought so." We started walking through the isles trying to find Darcy's mum.

"Darcy!" We heard, looks like she found us first. "Oh hunny don't run off like that! You could've been taken!" She gasped, pulling her daughter into a tight embrace.

"She almost was." Fell out of my mouth, oh god, I'm going to get fired. The beautiful woman just looked at me for a second, and then wrapped her arms around my neck.

"Thank you so much." She said whilst pulling away. "I'm Louise, and of course this is my daughter Darcy."

"Lovely to meet you." I smiled curtly at them both, fiddling with my hands.

"I know this is a lot to ask but would you be able to help once more? A friend of mine bought Darcy this doll, but as soon as she opened it, the voice just stopped working." Realisation hit me across the face like a wet fish, of course, Joe and Caspar.

"It's my birthday!" Smiled Darcy, man, she was the cutest.

"Um yes I will be able to do something about that, did two guys called Joe and Caspar buy it for her?" I asked, grinning across at Louise.

"Well, yes they did, let me guess, Caspar was flirting with you?" She asked knowingly.

"Well, kind of both actually." I shrugged.

"Double trouble eh? Wel I'm not surprised, you're absolutely gorgeous.

"Thanks Louise, you're stunning too, I love your makeup!" I said, astonished by her perfect tones.

"Well I should hope it looks kind of good, I do makeup for a living!" She smiled.

"Really? Sign me up!" I laugh. "Are you a beautition?"

"Not exactly, I do makeup tutorials and other cool things for my youtube channel, same as Joe and Caspar actually."

"Joe and Caspar record make up videos?" I laugh, holding my stomach.

"No, no, no." Louise grins. "But they record stuff for youtube, like challenge videos and oter cool things."

"Is that why Joe had a crazy flock of teenage girls chasing after him after seeing him through the window." I giggled, playing with my long-sleeved shirt sleeves.

"Hehe yes, in fact, I'll give you the name of mine, Joe's and Caspar's channels and I'll give yu my number, we should meet up sometime so I can repay you for saving Darcy."

"That would be great." I replied. We exchanged phone numbers and she gave me the channel names. I then hugged both her and Darcy and made my way back to the till. It was about 7pm and I'd get off work at 7:30pm, so there isn't that long left of my shift.

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7:30pm

"Yep, thanks Sam. See you Monday, bye."

I left the store and started making my way home, oh great, home. I took a right into Cactus Lane and made sure to take the long way home, thinking about all of the things that had happened today. Eventually I neared my house and started walking down the path.

As I entered the middle-sized house, the aroma of alcohol filled my nose, dad's been drinking again.

"Mum?" I panicked, sprinting into the living room where my beloved mum lay froze on the floor.

"Mum!" I shouted, really panicking this time. I throw myself to my knees next to her and try to shake her shoulders but she was irresponsive. I looked around, the room was trashed with beer cans and vodka bottles and alcohol I'd never heard of before. There were multiple bruises all over mum's body, some old, some new. That's when a dot of blood trickled down onto the back of my hand that was placed next to my mum's head. I followed the blood up to a cut on mum's scalp, I kept following the path and my eyes were found at a blood river, flowing from my mother's mouth. I screamed with pain, my body felt paralysed and my stomach felt as if I had been stabbed. My heart aching as if my dad had ripped it out himself. All I could do was grab my mum's wrist and check for a pulse...

Nothing.

My body was urging me to be sick but nothing came out except choaked bawls. I couldn't breathe, I tried to scream for help, it worked a few times but then my body completely shut down, i felt the pain leave my body apart from a sharp pain against my head, where I'd collaped upon a sharp, smashed bottle. I hear the excruciating sound of sirens circling the room and slamming of doors. I feel arms pulling my body away from my mum's. I force my mind to believe this is all a dream, a vivid, dark dream, but as failure is revieved, so is reality. My mum is dead. My dad killed her, and now, I am going to kill him.

Hope you enjoyed Chapter 3 because it was really difficult to write.