October 20th
Emma POV
As I woke up, a pathetic groan escaped my mouth. I didn’t think it was humanley possible to feel this crappy. My head and heart both pounding to the same uneven beat. My limbs felt as heavy as lead. I felt sore and hot. But, it was a cold sweat, one that made me feel sicker.
Slowly, I narrowed my eyes. It took a long time to figure out where I was. Then, I remembered that Lawrence took me to his house. I wasn’t quite sure how I felt about being in his house, much less with his arm wrapped protectively around me. Wait what?! I rolled over, facing him. My stomach turned, and my head spun as I did and I had to wait a moment before the naseus spell paused and I could easily breathe again. He was there. Next to me. But I didn’t care; my head hurt too much. I looked at Lawrence; his face was smooth, almost smiling. I pursed my lips and reached out the touch his cheek with the back of my hand. He sighed pulling me against him tightly. I smiled a bit, running one fingertip lightly along his arm that was wrapped around me. A shudder ran through him and he groaned.
I sarted to laugh, but it hurt too much. My throat felt parched. I inhaled deeply having his arm off made me feel a little bit cooler. I lifted the sheets, but didn’t feel much cooler. So I flapped them around. I caught a glimpse of what was under the covers, and it took a moment to register the sickening feeling. So I held the sheet up, just staring as I tried to understand. I sat up, abruptly, so sharply it felt like someone stabbed me in the brain. Clutching my head, I let out a pathetic whimper.
No.
Tears pricked my eyes. I felt betrayed.
“Emma?” He asked, looking worried. “What’s wrong?”
But I stood from the bed and grabbed my underclothes. I looked in his eyes and I know he saw what I felt.
“What are you…?” He cut off abruptly before he shot out of the bed, swiftly grabbing his boxers. “Emma! I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to let it go this far…”
I shook my head, tears starting to fall faster. “I never meant to hurt you! You have to understand that! It just happened; I couldn’t stop it!” He grabbed me by the shoulders, forcing me to look at him. More tears fell as I put the dress on. “Emma,” he said softly, “I honestly never meant to hurt you. It was a mistake. I swear.” He held me at arm’s length, holding his shoulders and searching my eyes. I shoved myself away.
“Emma please. Don’t exile me.” He reached out a hand to me, distressed.
Watch me.
The better half of the morning was spent crying and throwing up. I wasn’t just crying over Lawrence. I was crying because I hurt. All over. My body felt dead and my throat hurt from whatever happened last night. No matter how hard I tried to push thoughts of him away, they kept coming back.
If there ever was a point I wanted to die, this was it. Or maybe I wish I’d never met Lawrence.
I felt completely empty. Lawrence took from me. Everything was gone. My trust, respect, virginity. But of everything he took, there was one thing I truly wished he hadn’t; then maybe all this wouldn’t feel so bad.
He’d taken my heart.
(Dear readers, you need to check out what's below here. There is an important notice about this story)
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Ok so here ya go kiddies!!!! Sad right? Oh and here's some IMPORTANT news:
EVERY CHAPTER FOR THE NEXT FEW CHAPTERS, THE POV ORDER WILL CHANGE
THIS IS THE ORDER:
Emma
Lawrence
Rosalie
Lee
Ok? So that's how the order will go. It's how it will work for the next few chapters. So don't comment about it. Enjoy kids <333
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Unspoken
RomanceEmma is a normal fifteen year old girl with normal fifteen year old problems. She likes boys, she loves to dance, she wans to go to the parties, you know? She wants to be the popular girl. It's kinda hard when you can't talk.
