I Love You. Now I'm Afraid To Lose You. {Connor Franta Fanfic}

Chapter 4 -Twists and Turns.

Chapter 4 - Twists And Turns.

"Hey babe." He smirked.

"Why are you here?" I demanded, my hands shaking. After what happened with Connor and him, I don't know what he's going to do to me.

"Awe, don't be like that, babe." He put his arm arm around my waste, pulling me close to him.

"Uh, one, stop calling me babe. And two, don't touch me." I shoved him off and backed away. Well, I should say back into my mom.

"Emma, stop being rude to Kyle." She scolded me and went inside, leaving me with the monster.

"Now, Emma. I think we have some things to talk about." He stepped closer, his hand balled up into a fist.

"Leave me alone."

"You think I'm going to punch you?"

"Stop playing dumb."

"I'm not playing dumb. See, if I hit you right here, your mother would see me. That's why I'm taking you to my house." He grabbed my wrist and started pulling me over to his car.

"Kyle, let me go!"

"Come on." He shoved me, pushing me into his car. He got in next and started driving. The car ride was silent. He was probably scheming about what he was going to do to me.

Once we arrived he got out of the car and I followed. We got into his house and we both took a seat on his couch.

"Stop staring at me."

"But Emma, you're so beautiful." He reached over and stroked my cheek.

"Don't touch me." I slapped his hand off of me and scooted away from him.

"Ugh. Look, Emma. We have things to talk about."

"Like?"

"Don't be stupid. I know you're cheating on me." Wait, what?

"Please fill me in here. I'm lost."

"You know, how when Connor beat me up, you hugged him and thanked him and he invited you into his house."

"And? Just because he saved me doesn't mean I'm cheating on you, even though I should."

"Why do you hate me so much, Emma?" I scoffed.

"Are you kidding me? Maybe because you hit me continuously and threaten me?"

"That's only when I'm mad. I don't mean it, babe."

"Yeah, just like how Connor was mad and how he didn't mean to beat you up. Seems like you got a taste of your own medicine, eh?" I stood up and was about to walk out until of course, Kyle ran up and shoved me around to face him. "What else do you want from me?"

"Look. I only want to say sorry for everything I've done."

"Why? Like sorry's going to help."

"Emma. Listen to me." I nodded, signalling him to go on. "I'm extremely sorry for all the wrong I've done. I know I've hit you, so, so many times. You didn't deserve all of that. But this time, you deserve it."

"What?" BOOM! Next thing I know I'm on the ground with a stinging eye. He laughed, feeling accomplished.

"Really? What the hell did I do?!" I was already crying, covering my now bruised eye.

"Don't ever talk to me like that. And don't you dare cheat on me. You're mine, nobody else's. Got it?"

"No. I'm not your little toy."

"You are. I'm in control of you and you can't do anything about it." He knelt down, wiping away my tears. "And if you ever mention this to anyone, or mention me about your eye, let us just say your little 'Connor' friend won't be waking up in the morning."

"Don't you dare touch him!" I yelled, only earning a slap across the face.

"Shut it! Don't tell me what to do!" I just stayed silent. I didn't want to get hit anymore. All I could to was cry. "Good. Now leave."

"My pleasure." I cried, following his orders. After I walked out the door I ran home. What was I going to say to my mom?

I walked in my house to find my parents asleep. Thank God. I silently went in my bedroom and changed into my night clothes. While getting into my bed my phone beeped. I unlocked my phone to see a text from Ricky.

~Ricky ;D

Hey Emma! Me, Connor, Ricardo, and our friends Sam and Kian are gonna hang at the mall tomorrow and we want you to come with us. So, what do ya say? :)

~To: Ricky ;D

The mall? How girly. But sure, why not. And how is your number in my phone..?

~Ricky ;D

Hmm. Guess that'll be a mystery. (;

And bring money!

~To: Ricky ;D

Obviously. Lol, night Ricky

I turned my phone on silent and went to bed. I already know they're going to be curious about my bruise. Especially Connor... I can't necessarily hide anything from him. He seems a bit overprotective now that I told him about Kyle.

Well. I guess I'll just go with the flow.