Abuse // 5sos (Book 1 & 2)

Chapter 4: Sober Angels

Luke's POV

Since I left Emerald, I couldn't stop thinking of her. What if he hurts her over that diary... over me?

I locked my room door and walked over to hers, conveniently placed in the same apartment.

The chestnut door was slightly opened. I pushed it further and saw a sight I wished I hadn't.

Emerald was pressed against the wall, crying as Nick kissed her. He started pulling her shirt up but she held his wrists in agony. He was clearly drunk, from the way he was swaying back and forth.

The minute she yelled the word "help", adrenaline rushed through my veins and I rushed into the room. I yanked Nick's shirt and he fell backwards, laughing for no apparent reason. Emerald also fell to the ground, exhausted. It made me momentarily wonder, what would have happened if I had come 5 minutes later?

He started slurring. "Look who's come to save his slut."

"Emerald, get your daughter." I knew that this conversation was only going downhill from here.

She fixed her shirt and ran into the room, a steady stream of tears still falling from her eyes.

"You know, she'll alw-" I cut him off by punching him in the face, twice. His eyes paralyze as he falls to the ground. My legs kick his body to make sure he won't get back up for a while. Rude, yes, but also well deserved.

Even though I'm like Nick in many ways, he crossed the line today.

But you killed her best friend, my subconscious adds.

I walked into Nikki's room taking her from Emerald's shoulders.

"Um thanks," she bit her lip.

I started walking out out of the room but paused when I realized she wasn't following. "You coming?"

She adjusted her tank top, looking at her passed out husband. "I can't just leave him here." I knew that she was pretending to care for him, but she was really just scared. Scared of what he would do if he saw her with me.

"You don't have to be scared." She stood there staring at me as I changed my persuasion. "I can't leave you here."

I tugged her small wrist lightly and she followed me reluctantly.

I placed Nikki my bed and looked over at Emerald, who sat at the corner of the bed, pressed against the wall.

I sat about 2 feet away from her. She sobbed silently.

I knew that now was not the time to talk about it, but I did anyway. "Did he hurt you?"

"Not yet." She bit the ends of her fingers, her brown eyes wide with fear. She rambled on, "Its not about that. Do you know how I felt? I was completely helpless under him, trapped. He could have done anything and gotten away with it. He could have lit me on fire if he wanted. If you hadn't come..." she trailed off and continued again. "And he's my husband, I should be running to him, not running away from him. If my own husband is going to try to rape me, think about how evil the rest of the world is. " Tears slipped from her eyes.

That's something Emerald did when she was scared, ramble and ramble while crying. It was kind of cute.

I looked intently into her eyes, not knowing what to say to that long winded statement.

"C'mere." I opened my arms, hoping it would make her feel better.

She shook her head violently, rejecting me and pressing herself closer to the wall. She hugged her legs, making her look even smaller than she was.