Chapter 14

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*Emily's POV*

I woke up by the voice of my mom waking me up. "Emily come on wake up get ready, We're going to church," "Wa-What? Ok I'm up" I said half sleeping. "Hurry" she said and left. It took a while before I was fully awake. 

I got up and did the usual things i do in the morning. Then I walked over to my closet. I knew it was cold out and I wasn't in the mood for dresses so I just put on the best outfit I own.. I brushed my hair and put on a tad bit of makeup.

My mom was waiting downstairs. I took the biscuit that was waiting for me and walked out the door to the car.

We don't really go  to church it's only when my mom feels good, and that's not often. We pulled up in the parking lot. It was a big church with a lot of people in it. My mom and I found 2 empty seats where we could sit. I sat down looked at my phone. I had a message.

Camila: Hey girl, good morning.

Me: Hey Camila, What's up?

Camila: Sitting in church..I'm not suppose to be texting but if it's fine.lol

Me: haha right I'm in church too.

I looked around looking at different people's faces.

Camila: Yeah there's a LOT of people.

Me: yeah same here.

My mom elbowed me. "Put that phone up." I rolled my eyes

Me: Hey I'll text you after.

I put my phone up and tried to listen to the preacher, but I was thinking to much to pay attention.

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It was really crowded on our way out. We made our way through the crowed. When I bumped into someone. "I'm sorry" I quickly  said. I looked at the person and smiled

"Hey Emily I didn't know you came here." It was Camila. "Well yeah I don't really come here Its only once in a while when my mom feels like it"  "Oh well my parents are looking for a church and this was the closest." I nodded "Where's your family?" she asked. I just stood there. "ah....um....its...it's only me and my mom.." I said looking down. "oh.." she said. "Well uh I have to go my mom is waiting on me." I finally said turning around not looking at her.

I never really thought about family anymore. Ever since my dad died. I never counted my brother either. So it was only my mom, but she is out working a lot so I was on my own most of the time.

My mom just droped me off and she left again. She said she had a meeting. Instead of going in I walked down the sidewalk. Heading to the park not to far. As I got to the stop sign Camila came out. She smiled her warm smile. "Hey were you going?" She asked "Oh no where just down to the park." She said something to her mom and walked back out. "We have a park near by?" I nodded "Yep it's not to far. Wanna come?" She nodded and joined me.

 "So how you been?" She asked. I thought for a while. "I've been doing ok, and you?" What's the point in telling the truth plus I don't even know her that well. "Great. I kinda love this place. It's peaceful and quiet. Not like Miami" "I could imagine" I said even though I've never been to Florida. "Yeah to many cars and stuff." I nodded. She sighed. I looked at her. She looked like she wanted to cry. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Well..I just miss it there..all my friends my family. It's lonely here." "Well you know I feel like that too. Even though I've lived here my entire life" She looked at me "Really? How come?" I thought for a while. "Well..." I stopped and sat down on the bench. She sat with me. 

"I've just felt like that. but maybe if we hang out more you'll feel better" I smiled at her. She smiled back. "That would be great."

We talked a little more then we decided to go back home. I walked her to her house. "See you tomorrow" I said and turned around and left.

*Camila's POV*

I don't know I've been feeling alone lately. I have no friends here, but Emily seems like she wants to be my friend and I'm going to try to get closer to her. 

I looked at the time. It was only 3 . I sat on the edge of my bed. I randomly started to sing. I love singing it's my favorite thing in the world. No one knows I can sing though. Only my mom. 

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The next morning I woke up and did the usual things. I walked out and started walking. I took my phone out

Me: Hey Emily. Have you left already?

I stopped at the stop sign

Emily: I'm walking to the stop sign right now.

I waited on her. "Hey Emily" I said as she walked my way. She waved. We crossed the street. The walk was really quiet. We entered the school to our lockers. My locker was 3 down from Emily's.

All we need was the bitches to show up and ruin the day. 'Well looks like the whores are sadly here today." Alyssa started. I ignored her and went to Emily. They followed. When Emily saw them he looked down "Aww what's wrong. Do you want your mommy?" Carrie said. "Ha no more like her daddy. Boo hoo baby wants her daddy." All I heard was a locker smash shut when I turned around I see Emily running down the hall. "Get a life and shut the fuck up" I said to them and ran after her.

*Emily's POV*

All I want to do is disappear. They knew he is dead! How could they be so cruel to me. I ran to  the nearest bathroom. I know Camila is going to follow me. The bell rang on my way down here so everyone was gone and the bathrooms are empty. As soon as I stepped a foot in there the tears poured out. I went to the corner and I fell to the ground.  Why can't I just die now. I heard Camila coming so I quickly went in a stall and locked it.

"Emily I know you're in here come on." I kept crying. "Go away!" I yelled "No Emily. Come here or I'll crawl under the stall." "No leave me alone you need to get to class!" I cried some more. "I don't care about class! Right now I care about you! Now Let me fucking in!" I didn't say anything.

After 5 minutes of arguing She crawled under. She stood up in front of me. I hid my face and my hands.  She grabbed my shoulder "Emily...I know we barley know each other but I'm here to listen. You don't have to tell me but I'm not leaving." I wiped away the tears with the back of my hand. "M-My dad is d-dead..Ok?! And they know that..and it fucking hurts because they have something I don't." I let fresh tears fall. "And that's also why they pick on me like that. I hate school and everyone. I'm alone. I hate myself!" I couldn't help but to cry in her arms. She held me not saying anything.

*Camila's POV*

"M-My d-dad is d-dead.. Ok?!" When she said that I didn't know what else to say. I felt her pain even though I had never lost someone I love, but I could imagine it. I held her in my arms. "Come on Emily" I said letting her go and getting up. "Where are we going?" "Home. To my house" She got some paper and wiped her tears away. "But won't we get in trouble..by your parents?" "no no one is home..so we are good." she nodded and got up. 

We got out easily. When we got to my house she bursted out crying again. "Emily, it's ok. I'm here for you" I said softly. "Where is the bathroom?" she asked. I pointed to the door down the hall. She ran inside and slamed the door. I sighed. I'm no help.

*Emily's POV*

I ran to the bathroom. I couldn't stop myself. I got the pair of scissors out of my bag. One cut, then another, and another. My cries got louder. Camila knocked on the door. "Emily are you ok?!" I quickly wiped the scissors and put my arm under water, pulled my sleeve down just as she opened the door. I looked at her still. She looked at me then the scissors I had forgotten to put up. She walked to me. "Roll it up" She said. I didn't move. "Emily...Roll. It. Up." 'What for?" I asked "You know why. Now let me see." I still didn't move. She reached for my arm to fast for me to react. She rolled up my sleeve reviling all the cuts and scars.  She looked at me. "No. You have to stop please. It's not worth it." I pulled back, and walked out the door. 

She just doesn't understand.

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