Million dollar marriage (M•D•M)

Fourteen

"What are you doing here?" Landon asked. Dad took off his mask to, showing an hard expression on his face.

"Me? What are you doing here?" I snapped as I stood up.

"Watch the attitude." Dad snapped. I scoffed and rolled my eyes.

"I have every right to have an attitude. You came onto a store and shot people, almost shooting me and Aspen." I pointed to all the dead people on the ground. They were silent, making anger rise in me.

"You know what, whatever. I'm not apart of this family anymore." I threw my hands in the air. I took aspens hand and dragged her to the door.

"Emerson Carolina rose stop!" Landon yelled. I stopped in my tracks, but didn't turn around to look at them. They disappoint me, they embarrass me, they are the reason why everyone is scared of me.

"You are apart of this family, wether you like it or not." Dads voice barked. I rolled my eyes.

"No, I'm not, you made sure of that when I married Avery. I am an wood now, not a rose." And with that I walked out of victorious secrete with Aspen behind me.

*~*

"I'm leaving."

"I don't care." I mumbled, still staring at my book. I heard Avery grumble something before walking to the door, not saying another word.

"Have fun with the slut your cheating on me with." I said loudly, making sure he could hear me. I saw him turn around and face me, but I kept my gaze on the book. I read across the sentence, not really paying attention to it.

"What did you just say?" He gritted through his teeth. I looked up to see him standing at the door facing me. He was wearing joggers and a tight fitting white shirt, showing off his built stomach. Not to mention his arm muscles stood out to. He held his car keys in his right hand, his jaw was locked in anger and his eyes were darker.

"I said, have fun with the slut your cheating on me with." I said slowly. I narrowed my eyes at him, making sure he knew I wasn't happy in this moment. I still had left over anger about dad and Landon.

I was prepared for what he had to say next, but he just stood there, keeping his cold emotionless gaze on me. After some time he rubbed his chin with his free hand and sighed.

"We'll talk about this later." He said calmly, making me confused. I didn't wanna talk about it later, I wanted to talk about it now.

"No. I don't wanna talk about it later I wanna talk about it now." I sat up on the couch and put my book on the table besides me.

"I don't have time for this Emerson, I'll be back later." He snapped before walking out the door. So much anger was racing through me that I didn't even know what to do. I watched as my dad and brother murderer innocent people in cold blood, and now my husband kind of just confirmed he was cheating on me.

I sat there on the couch staring at the door. I heard a car start then take off the road. I groaned and flopped back on the couch. I knew Avery was going to see her, whoever she is. Where else would he be going at 9pm?

My phone rang. I dug into my sweatshirt pocket and pulled out my phone, looking at the caller ID. I smiled and answered it.

"Hey grey." I chirped.

"Hey Emma, can I come over?" He asked.

"I'm not at my moms house, I'm at Avery's." I cleared up. He sighed. I knew something was wrong.

"What wrong?" I asked, worriedly.

"I need to tell you something, can I come over to his house?"

"Yeah. I'll text you the address." I said.

"Ok, bye."

"Bye." I said before he hung up. He sounded nervous and sad. I wonder what could be up. I stood up off the couch and stretched. I mean whatever he's gotta tell me can't make the day worse, right?

*~*

Knock knock knock

I walked over to the door and opened it, smiling when I saw Greyson. He was wearing a long sleeve grey shirt with basketball shorts. I moved aside and let him inside.

"Wow." I heard him say to himself. I closed the door and walked over to him.

"Yeah I know. It's big." I chuckle. He looks down at me and smiles.

"Come on." I lead him into the living room. We sit on the couch. It was quiet for some time before I decided to speak up.

"What did you wanna tell me?" I look at him. He smiled nervously, avoiding eye contact with me.

"Oh god, you and Aspen are dating." I freaked. His head snapped up to me and made a disgusted face.

"No." He said flatly. I chuckled while he kept looking at me with a straight face, I guess he didn't like the joke.

"What is it!" I say as I hit his arm in a playful way.

"I got accepted to collage." He said. A big smile crept on my face and jumped up.

"That's amazing!" I said. He just nodded his head, still looking upset.

"Why are you so upset Greyson? You got accepted to collage." I chuckled. He rubbed the back of his head before looking me in the eye.

"Because I leave Monday, and I got accepted to the college of law down in Washington DC." He said slowly. My heart sank when the words left his mouth.

"Y-your leaving the UK?" I ask. He nodded his head slowly.

"And you leave Monday, which is two days from now." I was starting to get angry than upset.

"Emer-"

"When were you gonna tell me? Monday? Or were you even gonna tell me at all? Did you tell Aspen?" I started asking questions. He stood up to, his tall frame hovering over mine.

"I was planning on telling you guys today at the cafe but Aspen kept asking questions and then Avery came and took you." He explained. His jaw locked when he said Avery.

"You won't even be at prom." I brought up.

"I-I know." He looked down at his feet. I knew this day was gonna come, he was gonna get accepted to college and leave me and Aspen behind, but I didn't think it would come so soon. No matter how hard I tried to keep them in, the tears ran down my cheeks. I still kept my harsh glare on him though.

"I think you should go home before Avery comes home, we'll talk more about this tomorrow." I say, looking down at my hands.

"Emerson-"

"Now, Greyson." I say sternly. We stood there for a few seconds in silence before he walked away.

"Please don't be mad Emerson." He said before walking out of the house. I harshly whipped off the tears. Don't be mad? How can I not be mad when my best friend is moving thousands of miles away?

I sat on the couch with the feeling of my heart breaking. My life was getting so twisted and messed up, and I had a feeling it was only the begging.