Starting Over (Being Edited)

Chapter 25 - Want You Back

Emma's P.O.V

            I couldn't stand it anymore. Everyone was happy, and in a good mood, and there was me. I'm a depressed mess who just broke up with her boyfriend, was blamed for her brother's death, on the anniversary that it happened, by a back stabbing bitch.

            "Hey, are you ok?" Kath whispered, pulling on my arm.

            "No." I quivered, shaking as I sat down beside Kath on the couch.

            "Talk to me." Kath commanded, harshly, but also lovingly.

            "I..I..." I stuttered over my words.

            "Babe, you can talk to us." Sofia smiled, sitting down on the other side of me. I took a deep breath and began from the beginning.

            "When I was eight years old, my parents, both in the military, were on a tour somewhere in Asia. While they were there, their base was over taken. There were no survivors." My hands were shaking as I continued to stumble out my story. "The rest of my life was just me and my brother, Dave. The death of my parents crushed both of us, but Dave was the rock I could lean on. When he turned 18, he immediately enlisted in the army. I was devastated. While he was off and on in Afghanistan, I stayed at home back in Canada. Six months ago, Dave was back in Afghanistan, and he was supposed to be on watch duty, along with a few other guys. But all of them were kind of goofing off, there was nothing on their radars, so I convinced Dave to skype with me or whatever. While he was talking to me, members of the Taliban came and attacked their base. I saw my brother and all his buddies get blown to bits. Right in front of my eyes." I was bawling now, and Kath and Sofia tried their best to comfort me. "You don't get it!" I shout. "It was all my fault! If I hadn't convinced him to talk to me, he would've been keeping watch! He wouldn't have died! None of them would!"

            "Emma-" Sofia started.

            "No, I need to get out of here!" I yelled, wiping the tears off of my face with my sleeve, and grabbing the two wine bottles off the counter as I ran off into the night.

Niall's P.O.V

            "AND DON'T YOU EVER, FUCK WITH US AGAIN, YOU HEAR ME?" I yell, as I finish off pounding Tyler's face in.

            "If you even come close, you're dead." Zayn warns, shoving Drew onto the ground.

            "I'm not scared of you, motherfucking fairies! You got nothing on me, bitches!" Drew calls back, shakily before falling onto the ground again. "You haven't heard the last of me yet!"

            "Yeah, yeah, you keep telling yourself that!" Zayn laughs, sauntering off down the street. "Woo! That felt good!"

            "You have no idea..." I smile, thinking of Drew's screwed up bloody face. It felt way too good.

Louis' P.O.V

            "What are you doing here, Nat?" I question, completely shocked.

            "Because, babe." Natalie sighs, "I miss you, I was so stupid to let you go! I need you."

            "What?! No! Natalie! I can't! I'm with Kayleigh now-" I start to protest.

            "But I had you first! You can't tell me you don't miss us?" Natalie frowns, scooting closer to me.

            "Sure I do, Nat, but, we're over!" I jump up off the seat, nearly knocking over the table.