Emma Johansson

doomsday party

inspiration for this chapter form: Boy in the Bubble and Devil doesn't bargain from alec benjamin.

Florence
I have been trying to forget about Emma's suicide attempt for a few weeks now and I thought going to Jacks party would be the answer. That was until I saw her, she looked so drunk with Jack holding her steady. I saw Jack making his way upstairs dragging Emma with him and I got so pissed. Anger overtook me as I followed them upstairs. 

When I opened the door to one of the bedrooms, I found Jack with his pants halfway down straddling Emma. He had her hands pinned above her head. Emma was silently sobbing and to drunk to do anything about it. I rushed to them and punched Jack acrossed the jaw, I don't think I ever hit anyone this hard. He stumbled back and I yelled at him to get out. Emma was a mess her hair was all over the place and her eyes were scanning the room as if looking for something. When her eyes finally landed on me, I realize she was trying to find her savior. A look of recognition flowed over her face as she looked me in my eyes.

"Th-anksss, Flooo" she mumbled getting up ready to leave and go back to partying.

I grabbed her wrist as she opened the door.

"And where do you think you're going, look at yourself, your a mess" I tell her.

"Whell thankss, i-if yo-u musstt know, I'm going home" she said pulling herself from my grasp only to almost fall, something was off with her speech, she wasn't really slurring like she had to much alcohol but it definitely wasn't coherent.

"And how do you plan on doing that, your in no status to drive, I'll bring you"

***

After a lot of arguing and stumbling I finally managed to get Emma into my bed. Yes my bed, after I finally got her into my car she passed out, and since her phone died and I don't know where she lives I took her home with me. She is still passed out so I took this opportunity to change into a pair of shorts and a loose tank top. 

Just as I slip into the bed under the covers Emma starts to wake up, mumbling incoherent things. 

"Emma what are you saying?"

"It's useless, don't do this, it's hubris to try. He's ruthless, you knew this, I told you, didn't I? He's abusive, elusive, the truth is he lies. And just like before, I can see that you're sure, you can change him but I know you won't. The devil doesn't bargain! " 

"Emma what are you talking about I'm not doing anything??" I ask

"But, but like every other day, i was scared to go. Back to my house 'cause my pops was home. Drowning his troubles, just looking for trouble. Well, there's no excuse for the things I did, but there's a lot at home that i'm dealing with, because my dad's been drunk since I was a kid."

"EMMA, can you hear me???" no reaction

"MOM, he literally told me that "he couldn't help that I bruise easily" How am I supposed to go to school?"

"EMMA!!" I yell, rocking her body, no reaction, her body drowning in sweat.

She started to shake heavy like she was having a seizure. I run to grab my phone.

"911 what's your emergency?"

I'm back, no I'm not dead, my mental health has just been really shitty, I also got diagnosed with autism so there is that. I know it's a very short chapter but at least it's something. I don't know if I will be able to go back to regulars updates but I will try my best.



don't forget to drink your water!