Better Together

17

~Luke's POV~

I grab a hold of Emma's hand as we walk up to Satan's door. "Ready?.." I look down at her trying to read her emotions.

"Nope," She says as her free hand reaches for the door and knocks. Her pretty lips form a straight line as we wait. Emma's hand squeezes mine tighter as the devil himself opens the door.

"Em-.." He pauses as his eyes catch my presence, "What the hell is he doing here?"

"I told you I was with him." My girl says softly and I am unable to read her again.

"Yeah. With him as in dating him, not 'he is coming over with me'." He moves so she can walk in and then looks at me, "Fucking leave Luke. "

"Why so you can rape my girlfriend again? Yeah good luck." I spit at him in disgust and push past him, walking into his house.

"I could have Emma screaming my name in seconds and we both know that. She belongs with me Luke. So screw off."

My body begins to heat up as he talks about her like this. While clenching my fist to try to stay calm I start to speak louder to him, "Listen here you sick bastard. You lay one finger on Emma.. No! If you even fucking look at her the wrong fucking way I will beat you so damn hard you'll be begging God to save your pathetic ass so I don't kill you."

Harry glares at me and gets dangerously close. "You fu-" He starts to speak but is quickly interrupted by Emma trying to calm us down.

"Boys please stop! I'm not something to fight over. I'm only here to talk about you and Allie." She says and I pull her closer to me.

"I don't want to talk about her. I want nothing to do with her anymore. Emma I want you." He says and I lose all sight of reality. Without another thought my fist slams into Harry's jaw.

I know Harry is fighting back, but the adrenaline flowing through my veins won't let me feel a single blow. Within seconds we are on the floor and all I see are flashes of me slamming Harry's head against the hard tile repeatedly.

"You're gonna kill him!!" I hear Emma scream and that is when I feel her soft hand grab onto my shoulder trying to tug me off of Harry. I stand up quick and grab Emma's hand. "We need to leave. We need to leave now!" I say in a panic.

Confused she lets go of me. "Luke?? You almost just killed him! We need to take him to a hospital!" She raises her voice worried about the pile of shit on the floor.

"No no no." I run my fingers through my hair quickly and begin to pace back and forth. "Emma I need to leave now! Please take me anywhere but here!" In the back of my mind I hear voices telling me to turn back to Harry and finish the job I started.

"Kill him. Just finish him off. He is nothing, but a waste of space." The whispering voices say.

I'm not sure what made Emma change her mind, but she grabbed my hand and pulled me outside quickly. "Luke I'm gonna drive us to your house...is that okay?" I can only nod as I get into the car.

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~Emma's POV~

What the actual fuck just happened?

I look at Luke while I start the car. He is a sweaty mess and his eyes seem to be stuck looking at something outside the window. His hand is shaking slightly as he tap his fingers on his leg. He must be having some kinda thunderstorm rumbling around in that gorgeous head of his because he is dead silent.

"What are you feeling?" I ask instead of the basic fake line "Are you okay?". Obviously he is not okay.

He looks at me with glossy eyes and speaks in a quite almost chilling tone, "They want me to kill him."

"They?"

I still haven't pulled out of the drive way. I'm trying to process everything that is going on. Luke almost killed Harry. Shit, for all I know Harry could even die because I'm not taking him to the hospital. I know this whole thing is bad..but what's even worse is the fact I sort of like the rush feeling I'm getting from all this.

It's like what a drug addict feels when he gets to take his next high. I feel a rush..a high. This is all too new to me. That's probably why my feelings are so confused.

"The people in my head."

I freeze as he says those words. Staring into his eyes, I am at a loss for words.