My Saviors (A HollyWood Undead fan fic)

Chapter 3

Emily's pov

I woke up and looked at my options of clothing for the day. I decided on black shorts, a neonish green cami, and my red converse. I straightened my hair and swiped on clear lip gloss and put in my new plugs before walking out into the living room. It was still early so I sat down and played games on my phone. Around 12 Carly walked in with serious bed head and in shorts and a baggy tee. I laughed to my self and she glared, I shrugged and put my phone down saying, 

"I'm working today, be good for the guys." 

"Whatever mom," Carly groaned shutting the fridge. I rolled my eyes and went to my room. I pulled on black slacks, a white button up, and my black ballet flats. I grabbed my phone and purse and hugged Carly goodbye before leaving for my long day at the diner. I clocked in and grabbed my apron. I shoved everything in my locker and pinned my name tag to my shirt. I started buzzing around and taking orders. The diner ws packed. I kept getting generous tips though which made it worth it. I needed to earn enough money to buy an apartment, or at least enough to pay the guys rent for doing this. Around 9 I finally finished my shift and started the short walk to the guys place. I had gotten over 150 dollars in tips, so I was extremely happy. Carly threw the door open as soon as she saw me and grabbed my wrist and dragged me inside. 

"Carly! Stop it!" I yelled. She pushed me onto the couch and I sat up rubbing my arms. The guys appeared and I was tackled in a bear hug. 

"I wasn't gone that long!" I gasped sitting up. I pulled my tip money out of my pocket and slipped it into Dylan's hoodie pocket without anyone noticing. They finally let me up and I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water and gronola bar. I sat on the couch in between Johnny and Dylan while Carly sat between Danny and Jorel. Charles and Matt set next to each other and Dylan got up and the money fell out of his pocket. He looked at it saying, 

"What the hell?" I played with my thumbs and looked at the ground. Everyone looked at me and I smiled sheepishly. Carly smacked the back of my head and Jorel laughed, 

"No giving us money." Dylan threw the money back in my lap and I crossed my arms over my chest and said, 

"Fine." Charles jumped up and down saying,

"WE SHOULD GO CLUBBING!"  I sighed and trudged to my room. I pulled on white ripped skinnys, a blue top that stopped above my belly button showing off my green belly butto ring. I curled my hair and pinned half of it up and swiped on nude lip gloss and pulled on my new heels. I trugded down stairs to see Carly in pink shorts, a black tan top, and my blue wedges. She smiled and we left. Since Carly was under aged she was going to be the driver. Once we were at the club Jorel and I started dancing.

-----------The next morning---------

I woke up next to Jorel and groaned. I was just another one of his one night stands. I got dressed ad crept to my room. I changed into jeans and a white button up and pulled on my converse. I pulled my hair into a messy bun and grabbed everything and left. I didn't want to bother Jorel with my presence and I didn't want to be a burden. I stopped by the house since it was leagally mine since our parents were in jail. I threw everything in my room and went to work. I stayed until 10 when we closed and drove home. I was watching tv  when the door flew open. My sober parents stormed in. That was a first. I turned off the tv and smiled, 

"Hi."

"You're gonna pay for what you did," my dad growled. 

My mother whispered, "Richard stop." He walked over and grabbed my hair and dragged me into my room. he threw me on my bed and locked the door. No way was I staying in this hell hole if he was back. I grabbed my things and jumped. I went to the hotel Carly and I were suppose to stay out and went to our room. We had forgotten to check out. Oops. I threw everything on the bed and sat on the other with my knees pulled into my chest and my head in my hands. It hurt that even when my parents were sober they were abusive, and that I was just a toy for Jorel when I really cared about him.