Chapter 22.5
Becca POV
On August 22, I find myself sitting on Emma's floor, thinking.
What would Emma think of me? Would she like me? Would she be upset that I'm going this? Would she hate her father even more? Would she be jealous about Chase? She doesn't even seem real, she just seems like a character in a movie. Like honestly, the only proof I have of her is her friends' word, and this diary.
It says, on January 5, 2012, that her father was a terrible person, especially, as a father. I couldn't agree more. He is responsible with not only his daughter's, but his wife's suicide.
It's been months since I've last seen the people I love. It's getting harder and harder by the day.
I hate spending time with her friends, it's so hard to fake it around such nice people. Like, I love it, but it's hard.
I want to go home so badly. It just hurts to do this. It hurts too badly.
It hurts to be without Luke.
A/N: it's been a super long while so I thought I'd give you something than making you wait longer. I'm so so so sorry.
I'll try harder, I promise.
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Missing (Luke Hemmings)
Fanfiction"I've never stopped loving her. I still love her. I'm not even sure if she's alive and I'm so in love."
