Save me. (Luke Hemmings fanfic)

Chapter 35

I'm back to the last place I ever wanted to be in: my house.
Oskar's so satisfied to see me. He just keeps on teasing me about how stupid I am.
I sit locked in my room thinking about everything that happened. I take my phone and look if there's any message. There isn't.
What the hell have I done?!
I throw my phone onto the bed as it bounces of the corner of it and falls under my bed.
For a second I sit just staring into space but soon I move to pick my phone up. I look under my bed and find many things under it; my old teddy bear, broken sunglasses, and two small boxes.
I look at the labels on the boxes; sleeping pills and antidepressants.
I use to take them after my mum has died. I couldn't sleep at night so the doctor gave me a box of sleeping pills. It's still half full. I stare at it for a while but then put it on my desk.
"Emma! Get the fuck here! You have jobs to do!" I hear Oskar's voice from downstairs.
I walk downstairs. All I need is more things to do now...
"I still need to unpack..." I find an excuse.
"That is not my problem. I didn't tell you to move out!" He shouts.
I roll my eyes and walk into the kitchen.
It looks a mess. On the floor near the bin there's loads of open and ripped letters, to me?
I look at one of them that says important and is ripped into five pieces.
My mouth drops.
I run into the living room where Oskar is sitting.
He looks at me and snatches the ripped parts of the letter of me.
"Why didn't you tell me that mom left me this house and some money in her death will?!" I shout.
"Does it really matter? I look after you so I deserve all this shit! It's all mine!" He shouts.
"You have no right to it!" I snap at him.
"Not yet I don't. Just waiting until you sign the papers to pass all this stuff to me." He laughs.
"I will never sign any papers." I shout
"Yes you will!" He says and pushes me onto the sofa and punches me in my stomach. It hurts so much that I can't move. He punches me again harder than ever before and storms out of the house.
It hurts so much that I can't even shout.
I lay uncomfortable and paralysed on the sofa. My breathing fastens.
When I can move again I pull my shirt half way up and see two huge bruises. Suddenly my throat feels weird and I start coughing but with blood?
All of the sudden I feel sick and run to the toilet as fast as I can.
Again, blood comes out of my mouth.
I feel really dizzy and walk up to my room to lay on the bed.
I start crying. I can still feel the bitter taste of blood in my mouth.
I've lost everything so fast.
I lay in bed tears still running down my face when something on my desk draws my attention.
I can't stand it anymore. I'm going to end this...

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Luke's POV:

Emma took her stuff away. I can't believe it. It's not what I really want. But what she did...
I sit lonely at home lost in my own thoughts when I hear and knock on the door.
I rush to open it secretly hoping it's Emma.
I wish that we could just make up. I hate arguing with her.
All my hopes disappear when I see Rosa.
"Hey." She says. She looks kind of worried.
"Hi." I say confused.
"Can I come in?" She asks.
"Rosa, I'm not---"
"My name isn't Rosa. I need to tell you something." She says.