Boy Next Door 2 | l.h [completed]

Chapter 9

I woke up next to Luke and I wish I hadn't. After what happened last night, I couldn't even look at him.

Yes, I knew that he was telling the truth because every time he was drunk, of course he would tell the truth.

I got up lazily and walked out of the room, slamming the door on my way.

My lazy feet dragged me to the kitchen to make myself some tea.

"Babe?" I heard an all too familiar voice.

I ignored him and continued to make my tea.

"Good morning" he came from behind me and hugged me, kissing my cheek as well.

"Let go of me" I said through gritted teeth.

He did so. "What's the matter?" He asked.

"What's the matter? You lied to me!" I yelled.

"What are you talking about?" He asked and stepped a foot back.

"You came home drunk last night. I asked you if Natalie actually threatened you. Wanna know what you said? You told me that she didn't! You lied to me!" I yelled.

Cries erupted from Matthew's room.

I ignored them, I shouldn't have, but I did.

"I'm sorry Emma" he started to cry.

"Sorry isn't good enough" I stammered.

"I didn't want to! I was drunk! I'm sorry!" He broke down into sobs.

"I'm leaving, with Matthew and this baby" I cried. I had forgotten to take off my make-up yesterday and it was streaming down my face.

"Please. Emma, just listen to me-" I cut him off.

"No! We're leaving and that's final" I stammered and rushed pass him into Matt's room.

"Emma!" He called out.

I ignored him and got Matt. I knew I would come back for more clothes.

As I was leaving the apartment, I looked back at him.

"Goodbye Luke" I wiped more tears away and left.

Matt mumbled something from my shoulder but I knew I couldn't even make out what he was saying.

I lightly chuckled but I was still crying.

I pulled out my phone that was in my pajama pant pocket.

I dialed my mom's number.

"Mom?" I asked.

"Hi honey. Is everything okay?" She asked.

"No. Can you please pick me up?" I asked.

"Sure. Okay. I'll be there in a few minutes"

Then I hung up.

Few minutes had passed and she finally came. It seemed like hours.

"Hey mom" I half-smiled.

"What's the matter honey?" She asked.

I started to cry.

"I'll tell you when we get home" I cried.

I buckled Matt into the car seat my mom has and got into my own seat.

"Honey. I'm sorry for whatever happened" she frowned.

"Me too" I sniffled.

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"Oh god honey" my mom hugged me after I explained to her what happened between Luke and I. I told her every little detail.

"How's Natalie?" I asked, wanting to sort of change the subject.

"She's good. She decided to still have the baby" she smiled lightly.

"Luke's baby" I whispered enough for her to hear me.

"I'm sorry sweetie" she sat back down and rubbed the back of my hand.

"Do you think they'll end up together?" I asked, wiping away a few tears with my only free hand.

"I don't know" she answered.

"What about me and Ashton? This is his baby" I said.

"I don't know" she repeated.

"Mom, I love Luke. But I can't forgive him for what he did" I sighed and rubbed my temple.

"I know honey" she sighed.

The door started to ring.

"I'll get it" I mumbled on my way to the door.

"Hey-Ashton?" I asked as Ashton stood on my front steps.

"Michael told me what happened" he gulped and froze in his spot.

"Oh" was all I said.

"I'm sorry that happened" he said.

"Me too" I rested my head onto the doorway and closed my eyes to keep from any more tears falling down my cheeks.

"Luke doesn't deserve you" he mumbled.

"Then who does?" I asked, opening my eyes.

He widened his eyes, probably not expecting that I heard him.

"I do" he said.

"You still have five months" I smiled.

He smiled widely.

"I'm really trying Emma. I hope you know that" he smirked.

"I know" I smiled.

"I have to go. But I'll talk to you soon" he kissed my cheek and left.

I brushed my finger tips against the spot where he kissed me and smiled to myself.

"Who was that sweetie?" My mom came in and asked.

"Ashton" I brushed past her and walked up the stairs to Matt's room.

Just hoping that he will change. For the better, for me.