palaye royale imagines (Requests Open)

remember pt.4

I might carry this on for another two or three chapters if you guys want. Trigger warning. Emory is 15 in this.

I wake up and realise it's Monday. I get up. Throw on a palaye shirt,some black jeans,and some converse. I brush my brown waves and head down the stairs. Before I make it out the door I hear dad's voice from the living room. "I'll be at the studio late tonight and Shys out of town. Think you can handle being alone tonight?" "Yeah. I'm a responsible teenager." "You said that last time and you and shy spent at least two hours cleaning the kitchen from you spaghetti sauce nightmare." "That was one time!" He laughs. "Love you Cherie" "Love you too pirate"

I get to school and my eyes immeaditly roll back into my head. There stands Jordan with Hailey,Emily,and Burklie (names of girls at school I don't like) by the lockers. Specifically mine. I walk towards them. "Well if it isn't the schools resident slut" Jordan's voice spewed from her bratty,gossipy,friendship ruining throat.

"I'm not a fucking slut Jordan" I say collecting my things for the next class. "Really because talking to three guys at once leading them on sounds like a slut to me." She's referring to Lucas,Troy,and Maxx. Lucas is my crush,Troy likes me,and Maxx is basically my brother. "You know how they place in my life and I'm not 'leading them on'" she walks away. That bitch. She used to be my best friend. Until Emily invited her to sit with her group. Leaving me and Lucas in the dirt. Now she's a slutty,popular bitch.

"Hey em?" I hear my favorite voice in the world behind me. Lucas. "Are you okay. I saw what happened. I'm sorry I didn't say anything." "Its fine." "Want to walk to algebra together?" He asks. "Sure"

After a long day I go home. Lucas invites me to come over but I decline. The more i sit in my room the more I wish i took the offer.

The more days go by the more Jordan finds ways to attack me. It's near the end of the day. Maybe give five minutes before the bell rings. Then I see her royal(e) bitchness. "Hey Emory. My mom and I are going to get out nails done. Want to come along...oh right" she smiles. Tears form in my eyes,anger boils in my blood. I can't do anything but run.

(Lucas's p.o.v)
I was trying to find Emory. I wanted to ask her something. I like her. Alot. As I reach the corner of where her locker is i hear Jordan's voice. "My mom and I are going to get out nails done. Want to come along...oh right" I see Emory run out the door. Oh no she didn't

I run over there and slap her. Her face turns to the side by the presure. "I've always been told to never hit girls,but this is different. Don't you dare talk to her ever again. She can't help that her mom passed away. Her mom knew she wouldnt make it. You knew that too. She told us at the same time. You were her best friend before you are some instant bitch both with some minute maid slut. I can't believe you. Don't speak to  her or me ever again." I ran to go find Emory.

(Emorys p.o.v)
I run home as fast as I can. I run to the bathroom and look for a razor in dad's drawer. I hold the blade to my arm. Don't do it. Dad would be disappointed. Mom would be devastated. But as I looked down I realised that i already made three deep gashes. Now the pain is here. "Emory!!" Lucas!

I try to clean myself up but I'm too late. Lucas stands there in horror at me. "I-im sorry" He's on the phone with someone. Please don't be my dad.

(Lucas's p.o.v)
"Emory!" I scream throughout the house. I then hear water running from the bathroom. Please God no. I run up the stairs and my worst nightmare is now a reality. Her arm is covered in blood from the gashes. I start sobbing. "I-im sorry" I grab my phone and call her dad.

(Bold is Emerson normal is lucas)
Lucas? What is It
Y-you need to get ho-home right away it's Em- ill be right there

I hang up get something to help her. I find a tag to put pressure on the cuts. They're too deep. "Emory. I'm sorry I wasent hear sooner." She's falling ib and out of conscientiousness "Don't go on my Em. Stay awake. Please!" I hold her to me. "Stay awake. Please" her dad and step mom are st the door. They're faces are the way mine was. "We need to get her to the hospital" I say. I carry her to the car. "What causes this?!" " jordans been bullying her for the past four months. She finally got under her skin and in her head." "What did she say." "She mentioned how y/ns not here." Emerson's grip got tighter on the wheel. Shy looks at me. "Thank you for at least finding her and trying to help" "of course. I love her" "and she loves you too" Emerson says.

Days later
(Emerson's p.o.v)
Emorys been out for three days now. My little flower. I can't believe Jordan caused her to do this. Her arms still wrapped up. Lucas sits beside her. He truly cares about her.

I feel a hand place itself on my shoulder. I look behind me to see y/n. "Its like life likes to repeat itself" she says. "It does dosent it." She sees Lucas. "Who's that?" "Thats Lucas. Emorys friend." "Looks like more than that to me." I shrug.

Later on I decide to stretch my legs for a minute. I wonder the parking the for a minute. My phone goes off. It's from Lucas. "Its Emory"

I run back up to the room and see her awake. Tears of joy begin forming. She looks at me and frowns. "I'm sorry. To both of you" "these things happen em." I kiss the top of her head.

Week later
I've fully healed. My arms are fully healed. They still hurt. Lucas and i are together. He asked me two days  ago. I was working on stuff I missed from school. A slight chill enters the room. "Hey Mom" I say without looking up." "Look at me" I raise my head up. "I want you to know I'm not mad at you. This happened to me as well." She shows me her arm. "Mom!" "It happened after I was told I couldnt have kids. Your dad saved me like Lucas did. I like him. He's good for you." I blushed. "Please never do this again.  It hurts your dad,shy,Lucas,and I more than you think. She lightly ribs her thumb against the scars. "I promise." She kisses them "I love you" "love you too mommy"

(Ems p.o.v)
Even though she's healed I still hate myself. I wasent there. I shouldve asked. I failed both of them. "You did not fail us Emmy. It's not your fault. You didn't know. Just be glad Lucas was there." "He's a good kid" I nod. "I love you pirate" "I love you flower" .

By for now my loves