The girl you thought you knew

Chapter 25

Emily POV

I never thought I would see him again. I thought he would just stay and go bother somebody else....make somebody else lives miserable.

I doubt he even remembers me.

Alex noticed my stiffness and looked at who I was looking at. She knew who it was cause I showed her a picture of him. She quickly grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bathroom. I then broke.

"He's....here." I said in between sobbing. She quieted me down and we were going to try to make it out. Hopefully he would not notice me. We walked out and out to the car. I sighed happily.

That was close.
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Christmas Day

I woke up this morning with Evan sleeping behind me. I slipped out of his arms and then jumped on him.

"Wake up!!! It's Christmas!!!" I screamed running downstairs. I sat on the couch waiting for Evan to come down. He finally came downstairs and he smiled at me. We started exchanging presents. I got Evan a pair of shoes he wanted and a nice watch. He got me a charm bracelet and a few dresses. One of them that I could wear tonight to his mothers party.

Fast forward to before the party

I was doing the last of my makeup when Evan yelled for me. I was wearing a light blue dress with straps. It went down to about my knees. Them some white ballet flats and some light makeup.

I walked downstairs and saw Evan in a tuxedo. He gaped at me when he saw me. I just laughed. We then we're on our way to the party. We got there and he held my hand as we walked in. He lead me over to a lady. She had his black hair, but she had brown eyes.

"Hey mom." Evan said hugging the lady.

"Oh and you must be Emily. I've heard so much about you. Please call me Haley." I just smiled and nodded. Evan then lead me around introducing me to people. He had 4 siblings.

Max, Alec, Isabelle, and Mark. Then he had a half brother that I would meet later. I was sitting at the table with Isabelle while Evan was talking to people. Isabelle was 2 years younger than us, but she was really nice.

Then I saw him.

Sam.

What is the world was he doing here!?

"Hey Belle? Who is that?" I asked pointing to Sam.

"Oh that's out half brother Sam."

I froze.

"Um excuse me." I then walked to the bathroom. I quickly called Alex.

"Hey." She answered.

"Alex! He's here.....I don't know what to do." I yelled into the phone.

"Why is he there!"

"He's....Evan's half brother." I choked out. There was a silence over the phone.

"Em..." Alex started. "You have to tell Evan." I sighed.

"Ok....I will."

I said goodbye to Alex and I walked back outside. I found Evan sitting at the table. He looked at me smiling. I smiled back. I grabbed his hand pulling him out to the back porch. Once I made it there he looked at me confused.

"Evan...." I started. "Sam is your half brother right?" I asked trying to stall.

"Yeah...he's pretty cool." Evan answered.

"Evan I know Sam."

"Really! That's great since he just moved here he can hang out with us-"

"I don't like him." I said cutting Evan off. He looked confused.

"Why." He asked.

All of my memorized came back from that guy. I was never popular there, and some people always teased me, word and not punches. He was the one who always called me a whore or a bitch. When I tell the story I always say the guy and not his name.

"Because......" I couldn't say it with out crying. Evan would never believe me.

"Never mind." I said quickly before walking off the porch leaving Evan behind.

"Emily!" He called after me. I walked into the woods behind his house. I didn't want him to see me cry....not again. He then grabbed my arm and spun me around.

"Why are you crying Em." He asked.

"He's....the guy....wig....parent death." I choked out different word while crying. I then leaned against a tree and sat down. I put my head in my hands still crying.

I was weak.

I would never stand up for myself.

I looked up at Evan. He had anger in his eyes. He fists were clenched. All of a sudden he punched a tree.

"Evan!" I exclaimed standing up. I grabbed his hand and looked at it. It was bleeding pretty bad. I then pulled him back to the house and up to the bathroom. He sat down as I quickly cleaned up his hand.

"Why didn't you tell me he was back?" Evan asked.

"I didn't want your to fight."

"Well that is to late."

"What?" I asked. He then stood up and walked to the door. I ran after him. He walked downstairs and over to Austin who had just arrived. Austin smiled then he saw this Evan was angry.

"What happened?" Austin asked.

"Keep Emily with you. Don't let her run to me." He said giving Austin my hand. He nodded still not knowing what was happening. Evan then walked over to where Sam was standing. I tried to run to stop him, but Austin held me back.

"Austin! You have to make sure he doesn't do anything!" I yelled at him.

"Why would he hit Sam." Austin said. But at that moment Evan punched Sam right in the face. He stumbled back a little. Then he threw a punch at Evan. Austin then ran over to stop Evan I just stood there shocked. I saw Austin pull Evan away from Sam as Sam laid on the ground.

Austin pulled Evan over to me. I was crying again. Evan's face softened when he saw me crying. Austin pulled me into a hug letting me cry on his shoulder. He then pulled me and Evan out of the building. Then he guided us to a car. The car ride home was silent. Austin parked at Evan's house and carried me inside. He sat me on the couch and Evan sat next to me.

"What the heck was that!" Austin yelled. "Your mother is going to be so mad that you wrecked the party plus that you beat up Sam-"

"Austin! Quiet! Evan was just protecting me!" I screamed to shut him up.

"What happened?" Austin asked quietly. I then laid my head on Evan's lap. I decided to let Evan explain because I didn't want to cry and show more people that I'm weak.

"Austin.....Sam was the guy who made Emily start wearing the wig." Evan said playing with my hair. Austin then stood up and was about to walk to the door when Evan shouted.

"Where are you going?!" Evan yelled.

"To go beat that guy till he dies!" Austin screamed. I then sat up. I then ran pass them and up the stairs. I ran to my room and locked the door. I just need to cry. Evan banged on my door trying to get in. I quietly slipped out the window and went to my car.

I drove to the cemetery.

It was the one place where no one judges me. I sat next to my family graves and just looked at the stars. I once read a book that told me that people who died became stars. I knew my parents would always look down on me. I wanted them to help me.

But......

I was to broken to help.