This Love - Emblem3 FanFic

"Always here for you"

A/N: I swear wattpad hates me because it cut off some of my last authors note -.- oh well. Anyways I'm really glad you guys liked the last chapter you all commented like crazy!! I love reading your comments by the way guys ;) hahaha, well this chapter is all about Ella so yeah.

Quick question do you prefer chapters in Ella's P.O.V or Wes'?

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The sound of rain hitting my window makes me wake up. It takes me a moment to figure out why I slept in my clothes I was wearing yesterday. Then I remember.

I remember it all.

I'm not going to cry. I did enough of that yesterday.

I look around my room. My walls have pictures of us on all over them. I feel a pain come surging back into my stomach.

I reach for my phone which is in the middle of my bed. I had no doubt that it fell out of my back pocket while I was sleeping last night.

20 new messages, 20 missed calls and 7 voicemails.

Well look whose popular.

15 of the messages, 20 calls, and 7 voicemails are from Wes. I ignore them all. I delete the text messages before I even read them. I'll never check my voicemails I never have and I'm not going to start now.

2 messages are from Keaton.

1 from Carter.

1 from Katie.

1 from Nicole.

From Keaton:

"Wes told me what went down. I'm sorry Ella I really am. Right now he doesn't deserve you but everything he ever said to you, just know he meant it with all his heart. You changed him Ella, for the better. I'd never seen my brother so happy before. He is a dick I know, but just maybe sometime when you're ready to listen you'll hear him out"

"Oh and he really does love you Ella, I know he does"

From Carter:

"Hey bestie, wanna hang tomorrow?"

From Katie:

"I'm coming over today Ok? Ok"

From Nicole:

"I'm sorry my baby sis. I know things haven't been easy for you but things will brighten up I promise. Drew stayed at ours last night but I took him home before you woke up. Luke and I are going out of town for the weekend because a relative in his family has just died and I know you would prefer to be by yourself for a little while. We also took Bernie with us. I love you, you'll get through this I know you will"

I breathe in. I'm so unsure of what to do, and what to say.

I get out of my bed and walk into my wardrobe. I take out a small cardboard box, and begin walking round my room, taking down every picture from my wall as I do.

When I'm finished I throw the box on my bed. My walls look white and empty. The way they were two months ago.

It's sort of colder so I pull on my jeans and head downstairs. It's quiet and I like it.

I look outside to the back yard. It's still raining outside. I go to the front door and pull on my white converse. I walk out to my back yard and stand under the rain letting it hit my skin. I don't even care anymore. What's the point now? The is no point to anything.

I walk over the grass and to the back of the yard where some big trees are. On the biggest tree is a simple swing my dad and Jordan built when I was younger. It didn't take them long to make it, but once they made it you could never get me off of it. When Jordan left I never went on it again. I used to sit in my room and watch the swing. Hoping one day I'd see Jordan on it. Of course he never came.