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I could actually feel the rage building up inside me. Did he not understand English? I'm pretty sure I told him to never talk to me again. Now here he is in my freaking house. I was beyond pissed.

"What the hell are you doing here." I whisper yelled. I didn't want my mom to hear me cuss. Josh just smiled like he knew something I didn't. I crossed my arms over my chest waiting for his response.

"I'm here visiting my girlfriend." He said in a 'duh' tone like I was stupid.

"What part of "we're over" don't you understand. I'm not your girlfriend anymore. We're not friends. Get out of my house and get out of my fucking life." I screamed pointing at the door for him to leave. Instead he smirked and sat down.

"We can work through this. I know I made a mistake but it's forgivable." He said with a lot of confidence. Did he actually think I would take him back? It was comical that he thought I still wanted him in my life. I actually began to hysterically laugh. I was bent over gasping for breath because I was laughing so hard. This had to be a joke. He couldn't be serious.

"Are you kidding me? You are complete trash! Never in a million years would I take your pathetic ass back. We are done. I'm not forgiving you, we can't be friends. I never want to talk to you or see you again." I said glaring as hard at him as I could. The smirk fell from his face as he realized I wasn't joking.

"Em come on Im only human give me a break! I promise this is the last time I'll screw up. Please don't do this. We're meant to be together! Babe come on I know you still love me." Josh begged. He was now on his knees looking up at me with pleading eyes. I shook my head.

"I actually honestly don't think I ever loved you. You are a sorry excuse for a boyfriend and I'm glad you're out of my life. I've moved on and found someone else who treats me right and actually cares for me. Go crawl back to your red headed whore and leave me the fuck alone. We are never going to be together again. Now, you know where the door is so leave my house." I said as calmly as I could. Before he could utter another word I turned on my heels and walked away. I left him on his knees in my living room looking shocked. It was pretty funny actually. I stopped in the kitchen to talk to my mom.

I heard the front door open and close and a satisfied smile made its way on to my face. Josh Vinny was officially out if my life. I would of done a happy dance if it wouldnt of led my mom to question me.

"So I haven't seen you much lately." I said to my mom picking a cookie out the cookie jar.

"Yeah work is taking up alot of time. Your father and I have been trying to work less but its just always so hetic its hard to find time to come home." My mom explained as she cut up an onion. I just nodded in agreement rather than getting in an argument over them always choosing work over me.

I was always alone. My parents worked all the time, as much as they could. My dad was a lawyer and my mom was a doctor. They always said they worked hard so I wouldn't have to. Their excuse for never being around when I was younger was that they were trying to give me a good life and make sure I had everything I needed. I hated always being alone. I hated never seeing my parents or getting to spend time with them. We take a vacation once every year for 5 days at some random place we choose to go. That's pretty much the most time I spend with them all year.

I celebrate nearly every holiday alone. When I was younger it was okay because I had nannies but now I was just alone. My parents thought buying me nice things was enough to make up for their absence but it really wasn't. I wanted my family but I was always second when it came to their stupid jobs.

"What's for dinner?" I asked with a fake smile.

"Spaghetti." My mom answered in an annoyed tone before turning her back to me so she could drain the pasta. I rolled my eyes and left the kitchen. I barely ever see them and my mom is acting like pasta is more interesting than having a conversation with me. Unbelievable. I couldn't even get more than a one word answer. She made zero effort to keep our conversation going. Some times she acts like she cares but she never really does. It's always an act.

I went into my room and changed out of my clothes into a athletic long sleeve shirt and black leggings. I slipped on my nike running shoes and put my hair into a ponytail. I decided I would go for a run. When ever I needed to clear my head or get out the house I usually went to the clearing or would run until I couldn't breathe. Running until I couldn't breathe was always good because then I would focus on trying to breathe instead of what's bothering me. It was a short fix but it was better than drinking or doing drugs.

I put my ear buds in and turned my music up loud. Before heading downstairs to leave.

"I'm going for a run." I yelled out to no one in particular. I didn't wait for an answer before I ran out my house and kept going. I didn't get to the end of my block before I decided running wasn't going to help this time. I was so frustrated and angry about everything.

I made the decision to call Luke because I really just needed to talk to someone. I could call Amber but I don't think she'd really care. Yeah she is my best friend but she only really cares about popularity. She would listen if I talked to her but if she wouldn't really care what's the point? I knew Luke would care, he always seemed to care. Just thinking about Luke made me smile. I really really liked him.

I started walking to the next block because I remembered he said he lived a block over. He could live in the other direction but I had a feeling it was this way.

I called his number as I walked.

"Hello? Emily?" He answered on the third ring.

"LUKIEEE!" I heard a little girl's voice whine over the phone.

"One second Maggie I'm on the phone." Luke said with a small laugh.

"Sorry about that. Are you okay? What's up?" He asked in a semi worried tone. I smiled at the sound of his voice.

"Um not really." I finally said as the smile fell off my face.

"I was just wondering if you had time to meet me somewhere so we could talk? I know its kinda a lot to ask I just really need to talk to someone and you're probably the only person who would listen." I said blowing out a breath I had been holding. The line was silent for a few seconds and I thought he had hung up on me.

"I really wish I could but I'm at home baby sitting my sister." He apologized.

"Its fine I'll just talk to you later." I said ready to hang up.

"Wait you could just come over to my house. I mean there's boxes everywhere but if you need to talk you're more than welcome to come over." Luke said. I smiled at his attempt to help me. I was ready to decline his offer but then realized why should I do that to someone who is willing to listen to me for once.

I accepted his offer and he said he'd text me his address before we hung up. I was walking on clouds the whole way to his house. Luke was such a good person he was willing to go out of his way to listen to my problems.

I soon arrived in front of a two story brick house. It had a lot of charm and a long driveway. I began walking up it to the front door. As I stood on the front steps I froze. For some reason I felt unsure about knocking on the door. Before I had time to think about it anymore the door swung open to reveal a brown haired little girl.

"LUKIEEE YOUR PRETTY PRINCESS IS HEREEE!" she screamed. She flashed me a smile with 4 teeth missing. I smiled back, she was super cute. She had to be Maggie since he only had one sister.

I heard footsteps running down stairs and soon Luke appeared behind the door with a big smile.

"Hey! Come in." He said opening the door wider so I could walk through.

"This is my little sister Maggie, Maggie this is my friend Emily." He said not taking his eyes off me. He made me feel so special, I loved it. I smiled at him before turning my attention to Maggie.

"Hi Maggie." I said squatting down to her level and smiling at her. She had blue eyes just like Luke. She smiled and waved quickly before running off.

"So there isn't really any place to sit down here yet so we can talk in my room." He said turning and going up the steps. I blew out a nervous breath as I followed behind him to his room.

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