she will be loved ~m.g.~ {COMPLETED}

four

The room went silent. I don't know if he was scared or shocked. He just looked at me for a moment.

"I'm going to get you out of this house. I'll tell the police about your parents. You need to get out of here," he says, rubbing my hands.

"I can't. They are professional lawyers. They can totally beat anyone in court," I say, tears falling down my cheeks.

"Hey, don't cry. Leave it to me to get you out of here," he says, wiping my tears and hugging me.

"Thank you, Tinus. You're the best," I whisper into his ear. I'm pretty sure he smiles but he's not facing me so I have no idea.

"I'll come for you tomorrow morning. Stay safe," he whispers back and kisses my cheek. We both blush like crazy and look away from each other.

"Well, I better get going. See you tomorrow Em," he says, climbing out of the window. He just gave me a nickname. Woah. Hearing him say my nickname brought butterflies to my stomach. Is this how a person feels when they are in love? I sure hope so. It's such a good feeling. But I doubt Marcus was telling the truth about Martinus liking me. The feeling's definitely not mutual.

I sigh and wipe my tears away as I write about the day in my journal. I keep it for writing my feelings.

Martinus' POV

"Mama, please! We need to get her out of there!" I exclaim, my eyes starting to water.

"I'm sorry Martinus but I don't think we can just accuse her parents of abusing their daughter without evidence," she explains.

"Without evidence?! You want evidence! I was there! She was all bruised and cuts were all over her! She was crying! How else do you explain the blood on my shirt?!" I start yelling.

"Martinus, calm down," Papa says. "We'll figure it out, okay? But it will take time."

"Oh thank you! Thank you! I just want Em to be safe," I reply. Marcus smirks as he's eating ice cream.

"Of course you do. Because you like her!" Marcus says in a singsong voice. I blush.

"Do not," I start.

"Do too."

"Do not."

"Do too."

"BOYS!" mama exclaims. "Let's stop fighting, okay? It's time for homework anyway."

We both sigh and start our homework.

Emily's POV

I wake up the next morning feeling awful. I really don't want to go to school but I have to. I drag myself out of bed and put on some nice clothes. I don't even stop to eat breakfast; I just walk out the door.

As I'm walking to the bus stop, Martinus runs up to me. "Hey, how are you doing?" he asks, finding my hand. I blush and smile at the fact that we're holding hands.

"I'm okay. Just not feeling great today," I reply.

"That's understandable," he says, smiling. We board the bus and sit next to each other. We chat away until we get to school.

Marcus, Martinus, and I sit on a bench while we wait for school to start. We keep talking until someone interrupts us.

"Hey, loser! Why are you hanging out with the hot twins? You're just a little worthless kid who deserves to die, just like your brother," Sierra says, smirking. Sierra is my bully. She bullies me every day and usually, it's not that bad but she hit a personal part of me. I stand up and run inside to the bathroom. I weep and weep. My brother was all I had. He kept me strong. But I watched him get hit by a car while crossing the road. He didn't make it. He was always there for me. After he died, everyone bullied me about it. Nobody has dared to bring him up until today.

"Em?" Martinus says quietly, knocking lightly on the door.

"Go away. Please," I cry. He walks in without following my directions.

After sitting down next to me and hugging me, he asks me the question I never wanted him to ever ask.

"What happened to your brother?"

A/N

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