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We just got back to arrow house and there is already arguments because apparently my parents missed me as they say " you disappeared" my dad shouts I look at my fear when he slams his hands down on the table my head snaps up at him

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We just got back to arrow house and there is already arguments because apparently my parents missed me as they say " you disappeared" my dad shouts I look at my fear when he slams his hands down on the table my head snaps up at him

" listen little girl I'll give you a fucking good punishment if you show me up" he growls and he steps forward I flinch back my mum looks at me with something in her eyes

" I just got back please leave me alone" I ask and Elias scoff grabbing my hair " yeah and where did you go" I let out a yelp when he tugs on it " London" I say

" let go of her right now" everyone's heads snap to Thomas and Elias laughs " I said let go of her now before I loose it" he says and Elias let's go I take a few steps back

" touch her again and I'll hurt you twice as worse now get out of my house" he growls at them they leave shortly after I sigh " we'll good afternoon Emily glad I could actually see you today" he says with a smirk coming over to me I look at him confused until he stops infront of me

" nap?" I ask and he nod I smile as we go to my room and I sigh when I finally get into bed " I'm so tired" I say he hums as he hugs me " so warm" he says as he puts his head in my kneck and I sigh

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" wake up your shaking wake up" I shoot up and look around I see Thomas looking worried dat up in bed " your okay em" I nod looking around before laying back down I take off my shirt and I put my back to Thomas he traced the scars that litter my back and shoulders and waist

" they do it a lot" I hum " started when I was 13 because I was a rebellious teenager apparently" I say sighing when I turn to face him and look at him in the eyes

" you think this is bad it will get ten times worse so please do the here in bed with me if your fucking someone else" he hugs my closer " I'm not I swear" I nod as he leans down and kisses me

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We are in the den and it's been a busy and tired day I have a migraine and it's bad the light hurts my eyes.

They put a desk in Tommys office so I can have somewhere to work when im here

" what are you doing" John asks because I have my blazer over my head blocking out any light " shush and shut the bikinis please" he hums as he does so "what's up" he asks I sigh " I have a migraine John my blinking hurts so I need to home but it can't because it hurts to lift my head and im in pain"

" I'll call Tom" I hum " I might be sick can you get me a bin or something"

I must have fell asleep because someone rubs my back to wake me up " come on love let's wait outside for Tom yeah" I see polly my headache not as bad I nod as she pulls me up I carry my blazer she wraps her arm around me till John come outside I cuddle into him resting my head on his chest closing my eyes " don't fall asleep"

He says I groan " where is he I'm tired" I complain and I hear pol on the phone " he's not coming back tonight she can stay in his old room" pol says I groan at Thomas

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" if you nudge me again I'll cry" I say as i sit up I see John I groan " what Now" I ask him and he just says I have to go back home

And the minute I walk into the big house I hear shouting I walk into the drawing room see my family including Alf and Tommy

I groan mentally

I walk over to Thomas and he kiss my head hugging me I hug Alfie " there she is I'm gonna fucking kill you everything we have done for you are you joking" my dad says I frown " what are you on about" i ask

" you brother and father are going to prison to be killed" I swollow the lump in my throat and pull away from Thomas looking at him

" you - you" I say and he tries to justify I walk away from him and up to my room pulling off my jacket I don't feel well at all

I just about make it to the toilet before throwing up

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