Chapter Four

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 It's been two months. Two of the longest months of my life. Everyday I was partying and doing drugs. That was all that my life seemed to depend on with Matthew by my side. I did everything in my power to make him happy just so I wouldn't have to see the rage that I saw that night I saw Zach. I have not seen anyone nor have I tried to talk to them. My family got back a week ago but it was like I was never there and I was glad.

School starts next week and I am afraid for everyone to see me the way I am right now. My skin no longer has that light glow. It is paler than milk. I have scratch marks all over my body because that is all I do when I don't have my fix. The bruises that cover the rest of my body are from men of all ages and size. I looked homeless and it was like I haven't eaten anything in years, not days but years.

I laid in my bed staring at the dark ceiling. Tears beginning to spill from my eyes as I thought about Matthew. He didn't want me to have my own friends. It wasn't like I had many to begin with. Zach was the only one that I had. He was all that I thought I needed. There was a soft knock at the door. I slowly got up from my place on the bed and cracked open the door.

"Em it's Chris. Mom gave me permission to go up to the lake house for the week and bring a couple of friends. I asked a few of mine and Zach if they wanted to go and they were wondering if you were going. Mom would never know please just do this for me. And if it makes you feel better than you can drive yourself. I just really don't want you in this house with them without me here."

"I will drive up there later on tonight if you want. I have some errands to run."
"Um ok have fun with those I will see you later."

I closed the door and grabbed a bag and through in all the baggy clothing that I had. After I packed everything I needed. I slowly walked out of my bedroom, just to get thrown back in.

"Emma I do not accept this and I will not allow it in my house or near my children. I have worked to hard to have a perfect family and I am not going to let you ruin it for me. Your father and I have agreed that you will no longer live with us. We don't need your bad influences here."

"To think that I was about to start calling you my daughter again. I am so glad we are finally getting rid of you. We should have done it the day you were born. Get your stuff and get the hell out of my house."

He walked out of the room my mother hot on his heels. I sat on the bed and the tears started to run down my face. Where was I supposed to go? I had no one except for my brothers and Chris never understood what I was saying when I told him what happened to me. I grabbed all the bags and stuffed the belongings that I had into them before I threw them in my car and sped away.

The higher I get the lower I sink I can't drown my demons they know how to swim. My phone rang from the pocket in my sweats. "Em where are you I would figure that you would be here by now. Do I need to come and get you? Are you okay?"

"Yes I am fine. I will be there in twenty."
I hung up the phone and dialed Matt. "Hey babe," he picked up after the third ring. "I was wondering when you were going to call it is a little late don't you think?"

"Yes I am sorry, at least I am talking to you know right."

"I guess, You are coming over tonight right?"
"I may be a little late but yes I am coming over."
"Good I will see you then little one."

I threw my phone into the back seat as I pulled up into the driveway of the lake house. I only grabbed the bag that I packed for the week along with my make-up and shower stuff. I grabbed my phone and walked inside. Within a matter of minutes I was bombarded with hugs and tackled to the ground.

"Emma I haven't seen you in ages I have missed you so much."
I smiled for the first time in what felt like forever. "Have you been eating?"
Liam asked worry evident in his eyes.

"Yes, sometimes when I am not getting yelled at."

He looked at me before he smiled and walked into the kitchen. I looked for my brother and went out back to find that everyone was back there.
"Emma what took you so long?" My brother took a good look at me. This was his first time seeing me in two long months. "Emma are you okay?"

"I am fine can you tell me where to put my stuff." I was guided back into the house by my brother Zach and Mark where behind me. My room was in the back of the house, it was small but had enough room for me and a very nice view. The bay window was huge and overlooked the lake. This was always my room when we visited the lake house.

"We will let you get settled when you get done we will eat and go for a swim." The door shut and I was left alone again. I walked around the small room. I had a jack and jill bathroom but I didn't know who I was sharing with. I walked into the bathroom and put my products under the sink. The door to the other room started to open and Zach walked in.

"What have you done to yourself in the last few months. This is not you." I wanted to break down but I just couldn't do it. My heart wanted to break out of the chains that have been put there by Matt and give it to the person I loved the most, but I couldn't. I never told him about my feelings, and now he is dating someone I hate the most. I sighed and walked out of the bathroom locking the door behind me and going into the kitchen where everyone else was starting to eat.

"I have to go after dinner to finish the job I was working on I will call you later, hopefully I won't be too long." The boys gave me an odd look but never said anything, they just continued to stuff their faces. I grabbed a small portion of the salad on the table and ate. When I was finished I grabbed the keys from my pocket and walked out the door.

It took about thirty minutes to get to Matt's house and by the time I got there, cars were everywhere and there where people and music spilling out of the small house. Red solo cups littered the yard as I walked into the house. I walked into Matt's room and I was completely shocked at what I saw in front of me. I stood there wishing that I would have just disappeared.   

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