"Emily, are you okay? Do you need anything?" I heard a strange unfamiliar voice say through my hazy conscious. I couldn't feel anything. Especially in my left hand. My mind was drawing a blank about what happened earlier. Where am I? How did I get where I am?
I opened my eyes slowly and glanced around the room focusing my eyes on a man who looked like a doctor. Was I in the hospital?
"Where am I? Who are you? What's going on?" My mouth blurted the questions out before I could think about what I was asking.
"Emily please calm down. I'm doctor Irwin, you're in the hospital because the hand you hit the girl with busted and bled more than it should've and you passes out." He stated calmly.
"I ended up in the hospital because I hit someone? I would've thought it would be jail instead for hitting someone. Is she okay? Did I kill her?" I asked nervously at the last question.
I was small. There's no way in the world I could've actually killed her. I only weigh like 120 pounds. My mother used to tell me that half of it went to my brain because I was so smart. I miss being complimented by her. No matter what I did she always took a look at the bright side and turned it into a compliment not a insult.
"No you didn't kill her and she's gonna make it but she's pretty banged up." Doctor Irwin continued.
I nodded and he left the room. Maybe I wanted to kill her. Maybe I kept hitting her. I don't really remember anything about what happened except the part where she insulted me and ticked me off by using my mothers death against me. I would've felt guilty if I did kill her but I wouldn't be sorry or regret it. She deserves to die. Everyone who thinks the whole situation is a joke needs to. They aren't wanted nor needed here along with the negativity they bring.
I heard a gasp at the door breaking me of my horrible thoughts. It was my dad who was probably going to kill me.
"Emily! Thank god you're okay." He said.
"Yeah." Was all I could manage to say. Honestly I would've been fine with not being okay.
I wish Emma and Evan were here. They would confront me and tell me that everything was going to be okay. They would also tell me that god has special plans for me because I'm a special girl. I was no where near special but it did make me feel like I was worth something to someone. Even if it was only two people.
"Emily, I have to discuss something with you honey. I hate to bring this up now but since were in public it may be better." I heard my dad say softly. Oh no.
I nodded for him to continue.
"Em, ever since you're mother died you've been acting so strange. I understand you are taking this hard but the fighting, attitude, self harm and everything else is not the answer. I think it would be best for you to go back to Australia and live with Aunt Natalie. The two of you are super close and she knows what you are going through. Also, with her being only 22 that opens a lot of opportunities for a friend" he pressed his voice quieter.
"You are insane if you think I'm going back there! I hate it there and I hate the people that live there. Forget it." I spat.
"You are going Emily, like it or not. Let's go. You have to pack, you leave tomorrow." He spat back.
Tomorrow?! That doesn't give me time to do anything. Here I am in the hospital with a broken hand probably and my dad is forcing me to move to another country. What a lovely Monday this has been.
Calum's POV:
"Dude be legit. She's pretty hot." Michaels voice rang through the room.
"Yeah so what? I like Kayla and she likes me."
"Come on man be serious. You know Kayla is just another get and go so don't try and act like a man now."
"Screw off Michael."
Kayla was gorgeous but I didn't plan on doing anything with her. She was to much of a hoe already. Innocent ones are better for business. They expect the least.
"Cal, phone's ringing!" I heard Michaels voice yell.
I got up and grabbed my phone.
"Hello?" I asked confused.
"Hey calum! It's Natalie! Um, Emily's coming back and were throwing her a party. You had the boys are invited if you want. Tomorrow night at 8. Hope to see you!" I could tell she was smiling.
"Oh um well, me and Michael have plans but I'll see what we can do. Thanks." I said and hung up.
No. Emily can't be coming back. She will ruin everything but god am I ready to see her. The smile on her face when she finally sees me after so many years, the hug I will receive, but also the tears that I've seen one to many times, but what is there to do? Run again?
( A/N OMG I pinky promise I will start making chapters longer. I just needed something quick to post ! )
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Inevitable
FanfictionEmily Collins isn't your average teenage girl. She is alone most often, she doesn't have but a couple of friends, and she hasn't had many boys involved in her life. When Emily's mother dies, Emily goes into a state of depression and loneliness. Her...