Is Loving You Wrong?

Im a monster

Emma's POV
I wake up and I'm surrounded by my dads old stuff. I look out foward and see everyone sleeping on the floor.

Where's Grayson?

I look down and feel a pair of arms hold me tighter. I was on his lap. I got up slowly and looked in the mirror. I looked like a mess.

I slowly reach up to my face and touch it barely as I look in horror.

I clean up quickly going over to the living room.

About an half an hour later, they come down in a rush to see me on the couch watching spongebob.

"Are you okay?" David asks me.

I slightly glare at him. "Why wouldn't I be okay?" I ask looking around with worried eyes.

They shake their heads in dismiss. I turn back to the tv and turn it off. Getting up I head back to my room.

"Where are you going?" Grayson asks.

"To train. We still have the compition and I'm not prepared to loose."

"Well then you better! I'm going to beat your apples tomorrow." Brandon comments, unnecessarily.

"Good luck holding up to that statement." I reply sweetly before running up to my room.

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I skipped breakfast and it's now lunch but I haven't stopped. None of us has. They all think I had breakfast but I haven't.

"Don't you think you should take a break?" Grayson asks.

"He's in football. He's already in shape. Besides, basketball for school is coming soon so that can be another reason I'm working out." I reply looking on the bright side.

"Ok, we're going to lunch. Want anything?"

"Nah, Bella, Lauren, and I are going to Subway when I'm done here."

He nods. Once I know the coast is clear. I push the treadmill elevation of 11 speed of 21.

I can't breath. It's staggered. I get a little dizzy as something tells me to stop. I listen to that something and stop the treadmill.

I lift 30 and do 400 clap push-ups, 300 knee touch curl ups, 40 burpes, and 50 suicides on the basketball court.

Practicing a few hoops, I feel dizzy and stumble a little. Shaking my head I focus. I need to practice. Tryouts are soon! So I keep my game face on and keep practicing.

As I'm putting my ball on the rack, I fall into it and I collapse into it.

I scream as I see blood on my leg. I have a deep scratch going down the side of my thigh.

Good day to wear a sports bra.

I take my jersey off and wrap it tightly around my thigh.

I walk over to subway. Limping actually as I'm harassed by a lot of questions.

"Omfg! What happened!?" Bella screeches.

"Nothing. I fell on the basketball rack and it cut me." I shrug.

"It's bleeding through the shirt." Lauren pointed out

"I'm aware." I roll my eyes.

"We're taking you to the emergency room. It's way too deep. You need stitches."

I groan.

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"OK so he ran some tests and x-rays and your completely fine. Lauren and Bella called your bother and he will be here in a little. Would you like to talk to your friends?" The doctor informs.

I nod unable to speek.

They come in and David is there with them.

"I'm so sorry I should've left you alone!" Grayson starts.

"You are so lucky we brought you here!" Bella and Lauren scold.

"What the hell happened?" Brandon asks worried.

"Oh yeah what did happen?" David asks mocking me.

I lunged at him holding his neck.

"You fudging mother fudging butch!" I yell.

His face turns red and I let go of him and fall on the floor crying. What the hell did I just do?!

Brandon comes up to me and hugs me tight. I the warmth frees me from my pain as I cry it all out. Grayson and David have a bloodshed while Lauren and Bella looking at me worried.

I look down at my hands and cry some more.

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Everyone left except Brandon. We are still on the floor and I look up at him confused.

"Why are you here?"

"What do you mean?" He responds.

"I mean, I'm a monster. I could've killed him. Why are you here with me?"

"Well I still like you. I'm not going to judge you like before."

"There's so many things I which I could tell you." I sigh.

"Well when your ready you can tell me. I'll be here till the end."

"Thank you..... Just to be clear, I'm still going to beat your butt at this competition."

"Not if I beat yours first!"

I laugh knowing I'm going to win.