Journey Sequal-Jacob Sartorius FanFiction

Chapter 32

EMMAS POV
Just then, they touched lips. I could feel Joey getting more and more hurt and angry. "Right. That's it." He demanded and got out the car. "No! Joey!" I screamed. "Mark!" I yelled and grabbed him, before Joey could punch him or anything. I would do anything for Mark. He's my best mate. "Get it the car." I demanded. "But Loren..." Mark said. "Get in the car!" I commanded and he rushed into the car. "Right, Joey and Loren. Talk. Me and Mark are leaving." I said, getting back into the car. I smiled at Joey and Loren and pulled out of the drive way. "Why did you do that?" Mark asked. "Joey wants Loren back." I told him. "No. I'm with Loren. I jumping out the car." Mark said. "What is it with everyone jumping out of MY car?" I asked, rehotorically. "Dunno. But Joey CANNOT have Loren. I'm with Loren." Mark demanded. "Alright, alright. Calm down. I just want them to be friends, that's all. But I don't know what'll happen yet." I said. Mark said nothing the rest of the way back to his house. "Right. Go and get inside your house." I told him. "Okay. See you later, Em." Mark said, getting out the car. "See you, Mark." I waved and drove off. I just remembered. Jacob and Duncan. I just ditched them to go see Brad. I quickly drove home and entered the door. "Hello?" I asked. No one answered. "Hello?" I repeated. Nobody. "Anybody home?" I asked. Silence. Duncan's car was still here, so I don't know where they could've gone. Just then, the door opened. I saw Duncan, Trinity and Jacob. "Where have you been?!" Duncan asked, with his hands in the air. "I've been to see my brother. A murderer, according to you!" I replied. "He is! He killed someone! Does that not make you a murderer?!" Duncan yelled back. "Don't you DARE say that about your own brother! Who gives you a right to say that?!" I shouted. "I'm the oldest. You listen to me!" Duncan said. "No. You've got it wrong. Mom and dad are the oldest in the family I knew!" I told him. "They're dead! I'm the oldest now! Can't you get that through your thick brain?!" Duncan yelled. I gasped. I felt a tear drop down my face. "Woah, woah, woah. Duncan. Dude. I think you're crossing the line, just a little bit." Jacob butted it. "No, no. It's fine, Jacob. If he wants to treat his family that way, he can. Because I'm not longer his family. Duncan Carore disgusts me." I said to Jacob, making sure Duncan hears. "Oh, really? How mature?!" Duncan asked. "HOW MATURE?! HOW MATURE?! When you're the one calling your own flipping brother a murderer and you're own sister thick?! Tell me who's the more mature one! TELL ME!" I shouted, like I've never before. Id never done that before. Actually stand up to Duncan. "I'm sorry..." Duncan apologised. "Too late..." I replied and walked out, grabbing the keys, coat and bag. I shut the door behind me and took a deep breath. I stepped off the porch and got into the car. They still hadn't came out to see me. They probably don't even care about me anymore.