Chapter 57

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CHAPTER 57:

Emma's POV:

I drop myself on the couch as soon as I shut the door. I am beyond tired and I am so glad that Carter dropped me off. After everything with Ethan, I was in no condition to drive. I am still in a daze about the whole 'Ethan being my brother' thing. It was a very long and exhaustive day. I just can't wait to get back in bed.

Just then the bell rings.

Who must that be?

I swing the door to find a very very angry Jeremy.

"Hey" I say cautiously as I let him in.

"Where were you?" He says, dangerously calm. His eyes have a fire in them, not the one similar to last night.

"Um.." I start stuttering. I realise, why the fudge am I stuttering? I haven't even done anything wrong. But before I can say anything, he starts talking.

"I asked, where the fuck have you been?" He asks very loudly, and I physically flinch at his voice

"I was with Ethan, he had called me" I say in a soft but firm voice.

"Lie, you were out whoring around with Carter" he says and I look at him with wide eyes and an open mouth.

Did he just accuse me of cheating? And I can't believe he just called me a whore.

"Excuse me?" I ask him in absolute disbelief.

"What the fuck were you doing with Carter all day? Was that your plan from the beginning? Did you date me just to break it in the end?" He says and grabs the television speakers and slams them on the ground.

His words are like a knife which slice right through my heart. I try keeping my tears at bay. He is just angry right now.

"We can talk after you calm down. You are definitely not in the right state of mind" I say and am about to walk inside my room. But he grabs me by my elbows roughly and pulls me close to him. His scent gets in my head but I try to shake off the feeling of being so close to him.

"Of course I am not in the right state. I just saw my girlfriend walking out of Carter's car and hugging him. I thought I made it very clear that I don't like him. Why the hell were you with him?" He says but all I can do is look at his hand on my elbow. His hold is so tight that it hurts a lot.

"Jeremy, leave my elbow" I say in firm tone as a tear slips off.

"Why? Does it hurt? Did it hurt when we had sex yesterday? Oh wait! It wasn't your first time, why would it hurt?" He says sarcastically but thankfully loosens his hold a little. I look at him when he says those words.

" Are you out of your mind right now? Do you even hear yourself right now? You know yesterday was my first time and you call me whore the very next day? I did not expect this from you" I spit out.

"What did you expect from me? Did you expect me to just sit silently while you fuck other guys? Who's next, huh? Isaac? Sean? Even I didn't expect this from you, you slut" he spits and I pull my hand away from him. His presence itself is killing me right now.

He is not even giving me a chance to explain myself before throwing all these accusations my way. Is that what he thought of me everyday? I can't even stand to look at him eight now. I turn my head away as the tears start falling. I wipe my tears off my face, I don't want him to see m when I am at a weak point.  look at him right in the eye with a cold look.

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