Chapter 19

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Listen to 'Demons' by Imagine Dragons when you read!

"Emma, what happened with Harry earlier?"

Emma's POV

There it is. Not this agin. What the hell do I say. I can't tell him what really happened, or...

Or what?! Really Emma. Or. What. What's going to happen? Tell me. Oh wait I already know because I'm your goddamn conscious. He's going to find out what happened to you. One way or another. You're lucky I'm just in your head because if I was a person I would slap you right now. Tell him, just tell him.

Emma, you can't tell him. You can't. He doesn't deserve to know. Nobody needs to know, right? Luke is like you, that's the only reason you told him. But here we have Ashton, Ashton Irwin, does he understand you? No. And yes, in case you're wondering, I'm the little devil in your mind. I'm the manipulating voice, but yet it's your own voice, crazy hm? That voice back there happens to be the nice version of me, disgusting. You're worthless. Just a worthless little mess. Don't you dare tell him. You don't deserve pity. You don't deserve happiness. You don't deserve anything but to die. Just. Die. Nobody needs you. Everyone leaves you. What about Tommy hm? Isn't that a lovely boy.

Don't you dare bring up Tommy. She doesn't deserve this. You are a liar. She didn't deserve anything that those people did to her. It wasn't her fault. I'm the angel in your mind, the nice one. You don't hear much from me, because blabber mouth over there never wants to shut up. You should tell him, it'll be okay. You'll be okay, you're strong, we both know you are. Well, we're the same person. But I know you. I'm in your mind. Please, just tell him. Everything will be okay.

If you tell him, he has to hear your whole story. You don't want that do you? That's the one thing you hate, pity. And you don't deserve it either. Take a look at your wrists, see those? Do you want him to know? All the things you've been through? All the heartbreak? The bullying? The suicide attempts? No. That's what I thought. Nobody loves you, even Harry wishes you were back in foster care. He will leave you. You know he will. Everyone before him has left you. You tell him, he leaves, he tells everybody.

Don't. Tell. Him.

"STOP! JUST STOP! GO AWAY! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" I screamed jumping down from the bunk. I ran to the back of the bus. The boys woke up jumping out of their beds as well. I backed against a wall. "STOP!" I continues to scream grabbing my head and sliding down.

We won't ever go away. Accept us. Goodnight Emma.

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Alright, I went for the angel/devil on the shoulder thing here. Did it work? I know I made this seem like a big deal but Emma's story is personal in her mind. Thank you all so much for 459 reads. Love you babes.

~Emma 12/29/13 1:07AM

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