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Emma's POV

I woke up in my bunk with a pounding head ache and no idea how i got here. I rolled out of my bunk and went straight to the cabinet with the Advil. I took four, i should have taken two but that's how bad my head hurt, "You okay there party girl" Jordan says walking next to me. I tried to get the words out but before i could i was storming out of the bus to release all the alcohol from my body onto the grass. "Ew why is it that color" Jordan said now by my side holding my hair in a low ponytail. I was out of breath after letting all of it out, I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and walked back into the bus. "W-what happened last night? How did i get back here" I ask. "Mitchel carried you here" she said while pouring a glass of water. She sat the water in front of me, "Really" i questioned as last nights memories flash through my pounding head. I chug the water down quickly, "We have the day off, why don't we go get lunch" I nod still chugging the water.

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We walk into a Chipotle and the memories from the time i went with Mitchel came flooding back but i pushed them aside and ordered my food.

"So how have you been feeling lately, you've been kinda distant" Jordan asks, then takes a bite of her burrito. "I don't know, i guess ive been sad and stressed" I shrug. "Is it because of Mitchel" she asks. "What...no" I look down. "Hey, i know you like him, its obvious" She laughs, "I think you just need to let him know that" she takes another bite of her food. "But he has Angeline" i fiddled with my fingers under the table. "And?" She looked at me like i was stupid "You are so much better than her, you're beautiful, funny, talented, and shes nothing but a money sucking skank" she sighed "She will never be you". My eyes now kinda teary i manage to get out a whisper, "Thank you Jordan" i hug her across the table.

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We were walking in back into the parking lot from our uber, laughing at something I had said, when we heard familiar Australian voices yelling at each other. We looked at each other and followed the yelling. We peeked around buses till we found Christian, Mitchel and Angeline standing outside their bus, Angeline latched on to Mitchel's arm as if she was frightened. "WHAT THE FUCK MITCHEL, WHY THIS AGAIN, AND YOU" he pointed at Angeline "YOU CAUSED HIM TO DO THIS". Mitchel moved in front of Angeline "Don't yell at her like that" He says sternly. "Now what are you talking about Christian" he sighed confused. "THIS YOU IDIOT" he held it up and that's when i saw it, the needle and bottle full of the toxic substance. My hand had found its way to cover my mouth, hiding the gasp i was holding in.

"Why Mitchel" Christian's voice broke.

Mitchel sharpened his jaw "where did you find that".

"Does it matter" He sighed as if he just wanted to drop and cry. "You've pushed everyone away for this stupid girl".

"Shes not stupid" he muttered

"Mitch-..... Emma?" Christians eyes widened when he spotted me and Jordan peeking from behind a bus, my hand still near my mouth.

"Great, now i have to listen to this bitch" Mitchel rolled his eyes when he turned to face me.

My face formed a disgusted look at his hurtful words, "What the hell" is all i manage to get out as me and Jordan inched toward the group. "Heroin Mitchel, really? What happened to that morning in my apartment, that story, does it mean nothing anymore". my voice cracked.

"No it doesn't, that means nothing to me and neither do you" he scoffed. He ripped the drug from Christians hand, grabbed Angeline's hand and stormed off, leaving my eyes filling with tears, but i temporarily put my feelings aside when i saw Christians face. He looked broken, his eyes were flooding with tears and he dropped to his knees. I rushed over to him and i wrapped my arms around his neck pulling his head to my chest while he sobbed into my arms. Jordan, who was now standing next to us, signaled if she should leave and nodded my head, she mouthed 'im sorry' and walked away. Seeing Christian so hurt over this broke my heart, he already went through this before. "Why" he faintly whispered through his light sobs, "Im not gonna let him go through this again, im gonna find him and we are gonna get him through this." I released my arms from around him and stood up from the ground, I held my hand out and he stood up as well, "Im gonna find him okay?" he nods his head, i peck him on the cheek and run off.

I looked everywhere, all in the closed venue all around the buses, I was about to give up but my nose was filled with a familiar scent, cigarettes. I turned the corner and there he was, leaned up against the fence with a needle in his hand. Before he could bring it close enough to his skin I slapped it, and it went tumbling down to the concrete, where it shattered. "WHAT THE FUCK EMMA" Mitchel got close to my face, as much as i was scared of the person he had become, i didn't budge. 'im not going to let you do that." i place my hand on his chest and push him out of my face. "Where's your girlfriend" i ask sternly. "She left, I broke up with her" He took a hit of his cigarette. "She cheated on me again" he shrugged like it didn't matter.

"Why do you care Anyways".

"Because i care about your health Mitchel" i shifted my weight from leg to leg.

"This is hers, she left it, I haven't done any of it yet, cause you interrupted me, but that's not what im talking about, why do you care about Angeline?" His voice was deep and low.

I sighed in relief at the fact he hasn't taken any of the toxic drug. I pondered the reason i DID care so much and i let out everything i had been feeling for the past month, "Mitchel, I love you, I love you so much, from the moment i met you i fell in love with every thing about you, your crystal blue eyes, your smile, your stupid little braids, and the fact that you have the biggest heart." I paused "Yeah, maybe it was stupid of me to fall in love with you, but i couldn't help it, youre addicting, your smell, your touch, everything! Im an idiot!" It started to rain lightly but i didn't care, i continued on with my speech "And im standing here out in the rain making a fool of myself in front of someone who doesn't even love me back, but i would do it again because i care about you, so does Christian and Clinton and Jesse and pat, all of us care and we hate seeing you like this". I let out a long sigh now that all of that was off of my chest.

Mitchel inched closer to me, His eyes were glossy, "you're not stupid, you're not an idiot". "Emma Avery Montgomery, i love you so much, i always have but i was just to scared to be broken again" he caressed my cheek. It started raining harder, our eyes now locked on each other. "What? Are you gonna kiss me in the rain? That's so cliché" I laughed. "Actually I am" He leaned in and ever so delicately placed his wet lips on top of mine. My arms made their way around his neck and his wrapped tightly around my waist. I slid my hands to his neck and deepened our kiss, he groaned into the kiss and pulled me closer.

We pulled away and touched our foreheads together, gasping for air, "Be my girlfriend" he said bluntly. I giggled lightly and nodded my head, we pushed our lips together, this kiss was harder and more passionate. I fell for this kid really, really fuckin hard.

Next chapter is the finale!!!!! I hope you guys are liking this book <3. Should my next book be about Clinton or Christian??? Comment below :)

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