"Emily get your ass over here right now." Brad called from downstairs. I could feel my stomach clench as I got off my bed and walked quietly towards my boyfriend's voice. He sounded angry, but what did I ever do to him? All I do is try to please him. All it ever does is gets him angry.
"You called?" I spoke with a shaky voice. Brad turned to face me. He holding something in his hand.
"Of course I fucking called. Care to explain this?" He spat, his eyes narrowing at me as he thrusted the papers in my face.
I took them in my hands and saw they were the acceptance letter I had gotten in the mail for the New York dance school that I had hidden in the back cupboard.
"I-I can explain." I stuttered.
"Don't even fucking start with me. I'm so angry with you right now." His voice boomed.
I could feel tears falling down my face.
"Brad you know I love to dance. This would be my dream."
"Ya well dreams don't happen around here." He laughed. I shook my head.
"You know what? I'm done with you being so rude to me. I thought you loved me but I guess you don't. Go fuck yourself Brad and get out of my god damn house."
I was about to turn around and head up to my room when I felt something colliding with my face. The impact had made me fall onto my butt and hold my cheek in pain.
"Oh my god Emily, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you."
Brad's voice changed from being pissed to worried and sorry. I looked at him through my glossy eyes and let him pull me into his arms.
"I didn't mean to hurt you, really. It's just that I don't want you to leave me. I love you baby."
Brad kissed my lips softly and helped me up. He left a couple of minutes later saying that he needed to be somewhere.
I don't know how, but I eventually made it up to my bedroom, crawled under the covers and finally let the tears fall down my face.
I woke up breathing heavily, sweaty and freaking out. I got out of my bed and walked into the washroom thinking that I needed some cool water splashed onto my face.
I hated thinking about him. I hated thinking about the pain he put me through. I can't believe I let this happen to me. Why didn't I just break up with him?
I shook my head and looked into the mirror. Because you were to afraid he'd do something much worse than slap you or punch you, my mind spoke harshly.
"It still hurts everyday."
My knees felt weak so I took a seat on the toilet. I pressed my hand against my mouth to keep the loud sob from escaping but there was no use.
He broke me.
I woke up smiling thinking that today would be a great day. I pulled myself out of my bed, stretched my body and then headed to the washroom.
As I neared the bathroom, I could hear someone crying softly. I furrowed my eyebrows and knocked on the door.
"I-'ll be o-out in a m-minute." Emily stuttered out. "Is everything alright in there?" I asked.
I waited for a response but nothing was said. Why was she crying? Did it have something to do with her date with Luke last night? The thought of Luke ever doing something to hurt Emily made my stomach lurch.
"Emily I'm coming in." I turned the knob and luckily it wasn't locked. I peered into the washroom to see Emily sitting on the toilet with her head in her hands. I quickly went over to her and knelt down before her.
"Emily, why are you crying?" I asked softly as I pulled her into my embrace. Her body shook as more tears fell from her eyes.
"I-It's nothing C-Calum. Don't worry a-about me." I pulled away and stared at her in disbelief.
"Emily, how can I not worry about you right now? You're balling your eyes out. I'm not just going to ignore you. Now tell me what's the matter?"
She wiped her tears away and let a sigh out. "It's nothing Calum. Please don't force me to tell you."
I didn't know what to say. How can I stand by and let my sister cry over something without helping her out? This obviously has Luke written all over it. She wants to protect Luke and I' relationship but I'm not going sit here and watch her cry. I just can't.
"Fine. Let's get ready for school."
I walked close by Emily making sure she was safe.
"Calum calm down. I'm fine." She rolled her eyes at me and walked a couple feet ahead. She finally got to her locker and Luke was already there.
I could feel the anger rushing through me. How could he make her cry like that? I needed to speak to him now.
"Hey Calum, I was wondering if we have band practic—" I cut him off by grabbing him but he scruff of his collar and pushing him into the lockers behind us. Even though he was a few inches taller then me it didn't make a difference because I still had him pinned and he couldn't move one bit.
"Calum what the hell are you doing?" Emily shrieked. A look of shock was plastered on her face as she glared at me.
I turned back to Luke and narrowed my eyes. "What'd you do to my sister that made her ball her eyes out Luke?" I questioned him.
"W-What are you talking about? We went and saw a movie. That's all." He explained as he tried to pry my hands away.
"Calum get off of him. He's not the one who made me cry. I promise." Emily's words made me loosen my grip and let Luke go.
"Why would you think Luke would ever hurt me? You know him the best, he wouldn't do anything wrong."
I looked between Luke and Emily. "Then what made you cry?"
Emily let a sigh out. "Long story short I was in a bad relationship before I came back to Australia."
I was a little shook up by what had happen moments ago but that didn't change what Emily just told us.
"What do you mean bad relationship?" I heard my voice saying. She looked at me with her big brown eyes and suddenly they filled with tears.
"I thought he loved me as much as I loved him. He was great for the first couple of months in our relationship. But then he would get controlling and overprotective. He wouldn't let me out of his site."
Calum placed his hand on her shoulder but she shrugged it off.
"Luke would never hurt me. He isn't like Brad alright."
She closed her locker, grabbed her bag off the floor and was about to walk away.
"Thanks for last night again." She gave me a small smile before placing her lips onto my cheek. I could feel my face heating up as she walked away.
"Luke I'm sorry. I don't know why I did that. Please forgive me?" Calum sighed out. I gave him a hard look for a second but quickly started to laugh.
"Don't even worry about it. You were just protecting your sister."
"I was. But if it wasn't you then who's Brad?"