You Saved Me ≫ Clifford AU

The Beginning.

"Well maybe I'm the faggot america.."

The music blasted through my headphones as I was trying to figure the fucking math problem. God damn it I HATE math so much. I really wanted to just drop out of school and be in my brothers band..

"Emma, Dinners ready.." I heard my mother, Liz Hemmings whispered softy into my room as she took a pile of clothes to the basement.. far away from the boys of course.. She gives them the privacy but I get fucking zilch.

"Mum.." I whispered as I walked out of my crazy, messy room. And that's just how I wanted it. She stopped and looked at my with her warm smile. "Yes dear?" She said as she held onto the clothes tightly. I sighed and looked at the clothes and then my mother. "I'll take the clothes down..."

She smiled and handed me the clothes as she got on the phone. Of course, probably with Mrs. Hood. I sigh and put the clothes in the wash and set the washer. I then look around and smirked.

As I walked over to the garage I heard the boys play year 3000, by Busted. I smiled as my favorite player, Calum Thomas Hood. Sang my favorite line. He's so cheesy and adorkable. I sighed and put an annoyed look on my face. "Alight, guys it-"

They kept playing and recording because I wasn't loud enough. Damn Hood feels make me all chocked up. When they were done I clapped my hands slowly, (for effect) and smirked. "Dinners ready idiots, let's go!"

Luke and and Michael roll their eyes as Calum gave me one of his corner smiles. They always make me so giggly inside. I was in a daydream about me and Calum going to see all my favorite new movies and all my favorite bands when I heard Luke's voice interrupting me from my little 'daydream'

"Okay Emma you can go upstairs now, we're coming up soon.." Lucas said with a soft smile as they started playing I Miss You, by my favorite band, Blank 182. I turned around still in doorway as I heard Calum's sweet pop voice mixing with my brother's slightly deep punk rock voice.

It pained me that I'd never heard Calum's sweet pop voice sing a lullaby for me or just on the radio. "I miss you.." I whispered as I walked up the stairs to the first level of the house and then up to the second upper level; where everyone's bedrooms were located.

"Are you.. are you... coming to the tree, where I told you to run so we'd both be free.."I sang to myself as I lightly brushed the blade across my wrist. I smiled as small little cuts appered on my small wrist. My smile got bigger and my hands started to shake with excitement as little bubbles of blood formed on the scars.

"If we met at midnight, In the hanging tree." I smiled and wipded off the blood as I heard footsteps coming up the steps. I quickly hid my blade but when I opened the door and sighed as I saw the person one really wanted to see.

Michael.

Standing in my doorway. I rolled my eyes as I leaned on my door frame. "What do you-"

He doesn't even let me finish, Rude.

"Listen Emma," He starts off. "I know you've been cutting and it's gotta stop.."

I knew it! I knew he was onto me! he found out I'm cutting because I'm a FUCKING wimp..

I looked into his eyes and then down at the floor. "Look Michael I don't know what you're talking about.." I said as I started to walk away, still looking at the floor.

"Hey!" Michael yelled as she started to yell after me. "We're not done with this conversation Emma!!!" He yelled as he grabbed me by my soft sliver sweater sleave. I didn't stop and I kept walking

Suddenly, I heard my shirt sleeve rip a little and then pull down. I closed my eyes as Michael inspected my arm.

Clearly you can see red little bloody lines. "I knew it!!" He yelled as he pulled me close to him by my sleeve.

We were so close, you could literally smell his breath, pizza smell of course.. I think pepperoni mixed with red bull. Yuck.

"I knew you were cutting!" He said as he locked his free arm around my waist so I couldn't run out the door or back to my sharpeners. Damn it Clifford.

"I cut okay!" I yelled as I strangled out of his grasp and try to run to the garage where I have my extra sharpeners in my old project bin that nobody looked at anymore. I couldn't wait to get to the garage, take my sharpener up to me and Luke's old tree house and just let all the pain drain out of me.But it wasn't pain that was draining out of my vains, It was my blood. My dark red liquid that keeps me alive.. Or in this case, Keeps me alive to face the pain feeling well enough to cry and then cut myself.

'"Hey!! I didn't tell you could leave and go back to cutting Emma!!!" Michael yelled as he ran after me. What did this asshole want?!?!! I just wanted to go to the garage and cry as I cut myself dry.

"GO AWAY MICHAEL!!!" I yelled as the tears started to stream down my cheeks. Calum was still here and my brother was still eating with my mother, So I put my hood up and walked into the bathroom and locked the door and leaned on it as I heard yelling and banging from the outside. "EMMA GET OUT OF THERE!!" He yelled as he banged on the door. Now, the tears were coming out hard and the only song I could think of to calm me down was Everbody wants to rule the world by Lorde..

THE VOICES WON'T STOP!! come on emma, It's so simple!! Just take your mother's pills and pass out!! NO!! JUMP OUT THE WINDOW! DO IT!!! DO IT NOW!!! NO!!! I WON'T DO IT!! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME DO IT!!

"Emma! If you don't come out and talk to me about 'your problem' I'm kicking down the door and coming in after you!!"

I can't feel my anything as I start to sit down slowly, feeling so dizzy everything is in slow and fast motion, I feel like throwing up... I give and then lay down and let the voices take me in as they make me feel suicidal as FUCK

"EMMA!" he called my name loudly, but it was getting softer..

"EMM!" It was started to disapper as I blanked out.

"emma...." It was so soft now that I couldn't hear it because now I passed out,

from the s t r e s s,

the v o c i e s,

and H I M....