Abuse // 5sos (Book 1 & 2)

Chapter 19: Broken Promises

Luke's POV

Ashton was holding Emerald's hand as she was doing something I hadn't seen her do in a long time, smile. She leaned into his chest.

"I love you. You're so much nicer than him." She looked straight at me.

He kissed the top of her head. "I know. I love you too." My blood turned to ice as I felt my heart collapse. The feeling was painstaking.

I wanted to feel my hand collide with his face. But I was frozen.

I woke up with a feeling of heartbreak in my chest.

What have I become? For the past two years, Emerald had to share me with millions of fans while I had her all to myself. Now that I have to share her with Calum and Ashton, its taken a toll on me. This must be how she felt and I was too self-centered to notice it.

I bit my lip. Since when have I cared so much about anyone? While I'm sitting here weeping, she's having fun with Calum.

What have I done? She could be in my arms but she was with him instead. And soon enough she'll realize how horrible of a person I am and go running to Ashton. But she promised...

I let out a deep regretful sigh.

"Luke." The brown haired boy ran into my room.

"Where's Emerald? She should be with you."

"She's... She's," Calum stammered.

I got up. If something happens to her... worse, if he had done something to her..."Where is my girlfriend?"

His green eyes squinted. "With Zach." The one word felt like a dagger to my stomach. It would have scared me less if she was with Ashton. Heck, it would have hurt me less if she was dead. The things they might do to her... the things they might say to her.

"Z-Zach?." I took out my computer and tracked down her location. Oh how technology saves us in the nick of time. "I'll deal with you later." How could he let Zach of all people get to her?

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Emerald's POV

Luke's eyes were closed as he laid in a coffin solemnly. Nothing like the way I used to see him.

I always imagined us dying together at an old age, but here we were, him dead and me alive.

Fans surrounded me, crying.

"This is your fault." They said it and I was thinking it.

"Luke!" I sighed in relief, it was only a dream. But the panic rushed back into my chest when the past few moments played back into my head.

"No, Luke's not here." A raspy voice came out quietly, but I couldn't identify the source. I was handcuffed to the wall in an x position, the tips of my toes barely touching the ground. Though I was fully clothed, I felt completely exposed.

"Where am I?" It looked like a warehouse.

No reply. I should have known.

Seconds later, four boys surrounded me. The same ones that tried to end my life on Nick's command.

I didn't speak nor did I react, though my insides felt like they had melted.

I looked at my feet, avoiding their glare.

A boy with black hair and caramel eyes placed his hands on my face and pulled it close to his. His eyes looked soft, but his actions didn't match.