Abuse // 5sos (Book 1 & 2)

Chapter 15: I'm Back

A.N. In Desperate need of a trailer, can someone make one for me please? If your interested message me or comment here.

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Emerald's POV

"I'll come in a second." I wiped my tears and applied a coat of eyeliner to my eyes.

Why was Luke being so nice? There had to be a catch.

Should I tell him about Nick?

I saw a letter attached to the closet.

Dear Emerald,

Guess Who??

Yup its Nick.

Just warning you... Don't tell anyone about me or you'll regret it.

But being the loudmouth you are, you probably already told someone.

If its Luke or Michael,

I will kill you in the next 72 hours.

If its someone else,

I'll get my revenge, but not in the way you'd quite expect.

You're so cute when you're drugged.

- Nick

Thank god I didn't tell Luke.

A part of me was glad because Luke wouldn't let Nick hurt me, now that we're on good terms... right?

I heard Nick's voice in my head, "Wrong princess."

I had to forgive Luke. If I didn't I'd be falling into Nick's trap.

I shook the thought off and rolled downstairs, pushing the note back in the closet.

"Girls take too long to get ready." Luke chuckled.

"We know."

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Luke's POV

There was something on Emerald's mind, I could see it.

But for the sake of her heart and our relationship, I ignored it.

"Emerald, get down... paparazzi."

"Why?" I didn't respond.

"Luke, hi." she seemed new to the business.

"Uh hi."

"So did you break up with Emerald?"

"Of course not. She just had some family issues she had to deal with. Well got to go write some new tunes. Bye." I winked casually and drove away.

Emerald pulled her head out of the car, her hair unkempt and flying.

I stifled a chuckle.

She retorted, "Oh so my legs are family issues?" Was she angry?

"I told the paparazzi that because you didn't live with me anymore and they'd jump to conclusions."

"Ok then. Tell them the truth."

"But you don't live with me do you?" I chuckled, trying to lighten up the conversation.

"Well... no."

I brought up a dark topic for both of us. "Do you want to?"

"Someday soon. When I stop being afraid of you." she shook her head. "I didn't mean that."