*Pickup* (Emma's POV)
"I'm so happy I get to spend my life with you" Dan said. "Same to you. You've made me stronger in so many ways. I'm 11 years clean of cutting, I have a beautiful husband and daughter, and now I know, people care" I smiled. "I'm so proud of you" he smiled back and kissed me. "Thank you. You are now 12 and a half years clean, so I'm also very proud of you" I told him. "Thank you. I love you so much" he whispered and smiled. "I love you t-" I started I was cut off.
"Emma?" "Emma? "Come on"
"Dan, help please tell me you hear that" I said becoming very scared. "BABY BREATHE!" Dan yelled
"Emma!"
"What!" I exclaimed. I looked around. I was in my bedroom. "What the actual-" I started. "Emma, come on love" Phil said. I looked over at him he had long hair again. "What is going on?!" I exclaimed in stress and shock. He looked confused. "Where is Dan, and Isabelle? Phil In swear if you turned into another Caspar I swear t-" I started. "1. Dan is probably somewhere being a jerk. 2.-" he said. I cut him off. "Phil, don't call Dan a jerk again that was almost 15 bloody years ago" I growled. "Emma, breathe. You are 16, there is no such person as an Isabelle that we know, and I have no idea who Caspar is or how I could turn into him" he calmly said. "So, that was all a dream?" I whispered to myself. "Yes. What happened?" he asked. There's only one way to know that was a dream. I thought to myself. I pulled up my shirt and saw awful bruises on my stomach. I then pulled up my sleeve, revealing many scars and a few cuts. Dan, he did this. I burst into tears. "IT WAS ALL A DREAM?! I'M STILL DEPRESSED?! I STILL WANT TO DIE?! IT'S ONLY THE BLOODY SECOND DAY OF SCHOOL?!" I yelled. Phil looked shocked at my sudden outburst. "Shhh. What happened in your dream?" he asked.
I told him everything. Marcus, getting kidnapped by Caspar, marrying Dan, my daughter, and hearing his voice. "Aw baby" he cooed pulling me into a hug. I couldn't help but burst into tears. "It'll be okay. I picked out clothes for you. I'll walk you to school" he whispered leaving the room. I put on the clothes and did my makeup to cover bruises. I didn't even care how my hair looked. I brushed it and put on a beanie. I walked out of my room with my backpack on my shoulder. Everything except Dylan, Percy, Ava, and Gabriel was all a dream. I thought to myself repeatedly. I sighed and wiped under my eyes. "Ready love?" he asked. "Yeah" I whispered. We started the dreaded walk to hell. I listened to music on the way. "In The End" by BVB came on. I softly sang the lyrics. Or should I say choked the lyrics through tears.
In the end
As you fade into the night (oh whoa oh oh)
Who will tell the story of your life?
In the end
As my soul's laid to rest
What is left of my body
Or am I just a shell?
And I have fought
And with flesh and blood I commanded an army
Through it all
I have given my heart for a moment of glory
(I gave it all)
In the end
As you fade into the night (oh whoa oh oh)
Who will tell the story of your life (oh whoa oh oh)
And who will remember your last goodbye (oh whoa oh oh)
'Cause it's the end and I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid to die.
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid to die
Born a saint
But with every sin I still wanna be holy
I will live again
Who we are
Isn't how we live we are more than our bodies
If I fall I will rise back up and relive my glory
In the end
As you fade into the night (oh whoa oh oh)
Who will tell the story of your life (oh whoa oh oh)
And who will remember your last goodbye (oh whoa oh oh)
'Cause it's the end and I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid to die
In the end
As you fade into the night (oh whoa oh oh)
Who will tell the story of your life (oh whoa oh oh)
And who will remember your last goodbye (oh whoa oh oh)
'Cause it's the end and I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid to die
Who will remember this last goodbye (oh whoa oh oh)
'Cause it's the end and I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid to die
Not afraid
I'm not afraid to die
No not afraid
I'm not afraid to die!
We got to school and I saw Alison. "Hey Al. Do you know a guy called Marcus Llyod Butler?" I asked. "Nope, I don't even know 1 Marcus. If Dan puts a finger on you I'm gonna break him hand" she told me. "Okay. Thanks" I fake smiled. All I wanted was to be happy. I wish I didn't wake up and I was always in that world. The bell rang and I went to Maths.
Maths: I took deep breaths and walked in. I walked up to Mr.Lee. "Um. Mr.Lee do you have a son named Caspar?" I asked. "Hey Emma! And Nope I only have a daughter named Grace" he told me. "Oh. Okay thanks" I said fake smiling. So Dan just does this because he feels like it...great. "Hey bitch" I heard Dan say.
Well, this wasn't in the dream...
(A/n: DON'T KILL ME PLEASE! I'M SORRY. Anyways...It's over ;-;. This has been the best experience ever. Thank you all so much for making this book possible. You may not care, but I love each and everyone of you so much and I'm so happy you read the book. I wouldn't be where I am today if it wasn't for you guys. I couldn't believe it when we hit 500 reads now we're at 7 thousand. That may not be much to some of you but to me, it's huge. I'm making a long authors note because I really don't want this to end. I've enjoyed writing this book so much. I've became a better author, and a more confident person. Thank you all so much. Goodbye readers.<3 And for the last time...
xx Lexi)
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Bullied By Dan Howell
Fanfiction16 year old Emma is basically living in hell. She's depressed, suicidal and is being bullied by a 17 year old boy named Dan Howell. She doesn't know why he hates her so much or why she's the only one he bullies. She hates him and nothing can change...
