who are you, Sam Estern?

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(Nobody's POV)

April 5th time back Emma's side.
(5:46 a.m)
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Every day was the same for Emma she'd wake up get ready and leave for school but today was different.

Emma had woken up to the door slamming open with a loud thud, Jay had walked in her room making sure she could hear.

"Hey, ass hat wake up. You're late and dad's gonna be home soon." Jay says making eye contact with Emma who laid on her bed while using her phone. Emma had looked depressed like she wasn't getting enough sleep, her eyes had bags under them and her hair was messy, wearing a long purple sleeve shirt and short black leggings. Tears could be seen rolling down her face.

"Knock first ass." Emma says getting up off her bed and heading off to the living room downstairs with Jay following behind her. Emma had a lot of work to do and her father was about to get home. Ben, Emma's father liked the place clean and made his kids pick up after him whenever he got to drunk or be lazy too.

"Watch yourself Emma." Jay says giving Emma a glare. Emma was used to this whenever Jay was in a bad mood and preferred to stay in her room when he was like this.

After Emma had finished cleaning the house she sat down at the kitchen table waiting for Jay to take a seat. Jay had something to say to Emma and wanted her to help him. Minutes later jay walks in and takes a seat.

"Emma, dad's gonna be here for a bit but then his gonna leave after he leaves I'm going to throw a party for my friends and I, stay out of the way. You'll be stuck in the house, don't leave your room if it's not an emergency and DON'T! Fucking say anything about what's happening tomorrow night to dad, you know how dad can get aggressive." Jay says pointing a finger to Emma's arm that has bruises on them some were a bark green and black markings all over her arm. Emma covered them and looked at Jay giving a reassured look at him saying she wouldn't say anything.

Knocking was heard at the door and an old guy screaming at it to let he in the house. Emma and Jay looked at each other for a moment then Jay got up and walked to the front door. Emma not wanting to see what was gonna happen went to her room. Emma could hear screaming coming from downstairs. Emma knew who was there and didn't want to see him.

"Where's Emma!" A voice was heard asking Jay who was at the front door.

"She's resting. She didn't get much sleep yesterday-" Jay's voice was cut off by the man yelling for Emma to come downstairs. Emma didn't want to go but if she didn't she knew it would be much worse than what the man was gonna do to her if she didn't. Emma slowly walked down the steps hoping she wouldn't see the familiar face of her father but hope slowly faded once reaching the last step. There her father stood, standing beside her mother who looked terrified of the man next to her. Emma gets closer to welcome her parents.

"Ugh...you look the same, just like your mother with bruises all over your body." Ben says scanning his daughter from head to toe. Ben felt disgusted seeing his daughter wear such clothes but Emma didn't wear anything showing herself to be such a thing to her father. Emma had covered most of her body wearing that long shirt she had on.

"Yeah, I know Dad." Emma says looking down at the floor.

"Oh, yeah did ya so why the fuck wear such a disgusting clothes? You think this is a good thing? you look disgusting. Fuck Emma do you even try?" Ben yells causing Emma to shake. Emma was terrified by her father and tried her best not to disappoint him.

"Yes, Dad I'll wear something better next time." Emma says avoiding eye contact.

"Mhm... Maybe I didn't make myself clear when I told you about this." Ben walks closer to Emma razing his hand to smack Emma.

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