Save me. (Luke Hemmings fanfic)

Chapter 3.

Music was my runaway place. It was a world I loved to be in. It was 11:50 a.m. The boy I was suppose to tutor will be here any second. I had my long blonde hair in a messy bun. It was Saturday and on Saturdays I never bothered with my hair. I also wore some black skinny jeans and a white vest top. I was suppose to be helping him with Biology and History today. I started getting all the books ready. I only had two hours before Oskar gets back home. Just as I got everything set up, I heard a knock on the door. I opened the door, but what I saw was different to what I thought I'll see. I thought I would see a ugly jerk face with long hair and spots all over his face, but instead I saw a beautiful blond boy with huge blue eyes staring right back at me. "Hey, are you Emma?" He said. His voice was so perfect. "Yea, come in." I said trying to stay calm. The cute boy was Luke Hemmings! He was in my favourite band! I thought that these things only happen in movies! The boy sat down in the living room.  "Nice house." Said Luke shyly. "Thanks." I said. "Okay, so we've got two hours. One hour for each subject. What do you want to start with today?" I said to start the conversation. "Let's start with Biology, I never liked that subject." Said Luke. "Okay. Let's start with something easy. Acarology." I said.

"God! That was disgusting!" Luke laughed. We both started getting more comfortable with each other now. I started laughing. I've noticed that it is already 14:05. I suddenly started to get serious. Oskar will be here any second. "I'm sorry for being rude but my step dad will be here any second and I still need to make his dinner." I said. "Oh sure." Said Luke getting up. "Tomorrow at twelve?" He smiled before leaving. I couldn't help to smile. How lucky was I! Teaching LUKE HEMMINGS!

I quickly snapped out of her trace when I've heard a car pull over. Oskar. I quickly rushed to the kitchen and out of the fridge I took last nights leftovers and then I've put them in the microwave. "Emma!" Shouted Oskar! "Oh my dear Emma!" He laughed as I bought him the food. "Oh stupid little Emma." He said grabbing my arm and pulling me. "Do you think I'm a dog?! These are leftovers! I'm not a fucking animal!" Shouted Oskar, he punched me in the stomach and left me on the floor. "Stupid little slut. You're just like your mother." He said while while walking out of the house. He probably went out down the town to eat something better. 

I was on the floor crying. How could that be the same Oskar I knew three years ago?